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Yang Jin seemed to know that Yan Wenmo was an impatient person, so he looked at Yan Wenmo and couldn't help but advise him:

"Thirteen, why should a god who has done nothing wrong pay the price of his life just because of your suspicion? This is unfair."

Well, after all, it still comes down to the same thing: you can't punish him if he hasn't done anything wrong. You can only punish him if he has done something wrong. Judge the evil by his actions, not his heart; if you judge by his heart, there are no good people in the world.

Since punishment can only be done after people have committed crimes, then we can only wait. Yan Wenmo looked at the immortals who were trying their best to save the Tongtian Tree with complicated eyes, took a deep breath, and then said to Yang Jin:

"Since there's really no hope, I won't waste time here. I'll go get busy first so I don't end up in a rush later."

Yang Jin looked at Yan Wenmo's calm and determined eyes, nodded with satisfaction, and then reminded:

"Thirteen, people will die, and so will gods."

Yan Wenmo raised his eyes and glanced at him, his expression did not change at all, but he said firmly:

"Gods will die anyway, it's just a matter of dying sooner or later"

Yang Jin was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, nodding repeatedly:

"Okay, okay, okay, that's the way to think. Go ahead and do your work. I should go and deal with some messes."

Seeing his calm expression, Yan Wenmo couldn't help but hesitate and asked:

"The towering tree has collapsed, can you still return to heaven?!"

Yang Jin smiled calmly, reached out and touched the top of Yan Wenmo's head, and said soothingly:

"We are original creatures, and we are different from the gods. We can go to heaven or even the depths of the universe whenever we want. But you also know that my ability is limited. These gods..."

He didn't finish, and he didn't need to finish. The fact that he could explain all this to Yan Wenmo was already a special favor.

He told Yan Wenmo that there would be a catastrophe that would destroy the world, and the current situation was a sign of the coming of that catastrophe.

As a source creature and a person of high rank, he doesn't need to say much, nor does he need to explain. The life and death, sorrow and joy of mortals are nothing more than a quick glance and he doesn't even need to give them a glance.

He told Yan Wenmo that it was only because Yan Wenmo was his sister and his relative that he had the patience to explain everything.

Cold and indifferent? Perhaps, but the burden on him is no less than that on others. The gods are only allowed to perform their duties. In addition to maintaining peace on the entire planet, he also has to maintain peace in the entire universe.

There are too many responsibilities, too heavy a burden, and too far-sightedness, so it is impossible to take everything into consideration.

Yan Wenmo knew that he was not Yang Jin and did not understand his pain, but he still felt a little bit reluctant when looking at those gods.

"Does it have to be this way?! Brother Ten, is there really no other way?!"

Although he clearly sensed Yan Wenmo's intention, Yang Jin still shook his head and sighed:

"No, Thirteen, this is destiny, and destiny cannot be violated. Even if I am the star spirit here, I cannot prevent the arrival of the catastrophe of destruction. So, Little Thirteen, you have to fight this battle by yourself."

There was no room for maneuver in his words, so Yan Wenmo did not ask any more questions. Instead, he took a deep breath and said firmly:

"In that case, wish me good luck"

Yang Jin smiled, nodded, and then said gently:

"Good luck"

Since he had made up his mind, Yan Wenmo left directly. Yang Jin looked at Yan Wenmo's back, and then turned his gaze to the gods who were still trying hard to save the Tongtian Tree. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, looking at those frightened gods. Not long after, Gu Hansheng appeared beside him and said coldly:

"Those people have been dealt with. They were very obedient. Do you have any other instructions, sir?!"

Yang Jin didn't look at him, but spoke coldly:

"Let's talk about it in two days. I don't think these people will be able to hold on for two days."

Hearing Yang Jin say this, Gu Hansheng couldn't help but be stunned, but Yang Jin's expression immediately changed and he took Gu Hansheng back to heaven.

As soon as he returned to Heaven, he saw that the entire Lingxiao Palace was in chaos. The God of Water and the God of Fire each insisted on their own opinion and were ready to put the blame for the broken Tongtian Tree on the other.

The Jade Emperor listened to the noisy crowd underground, his brows furrowed even deeper. Seeing him like this, Yang Jin glanced at him and left without looking back.

The Tongtian Tree was a big deal, but what did it have to do with him? He had other things to do and didn't have time to wade into this mess. The one who should be worried was the Jade Emperor. After all, he was the master of all living things, and he was just a small sun god, which had nothing to do with him.

He left decisively, but Lingxiao Palace was in turmoil for several days. Gu Hansheng was stunned by this development and felt that the Heavenly Palace was not as simple as it seemed.

After Yan Wenmo returned to Haotian Sect, he immediately worked to improve the strength of the people around him. He took out all the elixirs, formations, and secret manuals of martial arts.

Regarding her performance, not to mention Jiang Wenbai, even Dan Chenzi was shocked beyond words, but she herself was busy running around as if nothing had happened.

After taking care of the people from the Haotian Sect, he began to instruct the disciples from the Qianyang Sect and the White Horse Temple. Yan Wenmo was extremely eager to seize every minute and every second, and he urgently wanted to drastically improve the strength of the people around him in a short period of time, which also made the people around him feel more pressured.

The news of the falling of the towering tree spread throughout the entire cultivation world, but they thought that this matter had nothing to do with them. Therefore, they did not feel any sense of crisis. Even when Yan Wenmo wrote letters to the leaders of other sects, asking them to be on guard in advance, they did not take it seriously and thought that Yan Wenmo was just daydreaming.

How could the gods hurt humans?! How could the gods hurt mortals? This must be nonsense, so just treat it as a joke.

As the saying goes, good words cannot persuade a damned ghost. They don't mind, and Yan Wenmo has no choice but to be busy improving the strength of the people around him all day long, for fear that these people will die accidentally after the catastrophe of the world comes.

A year passed quickly, and the number of immortals near the Tongtian Tree decreased. Yan Wenmo was still busy practicing and had no time to take care of other things.

Seeing how hard she was working, not only Jiang Wenbai and Xiaoyaozi, but even Dan Chenzi and the others couldn't help but start practicing in seclusion.

It was a sunny day. Yan Wenmo looked at this rare spring scenery and couldn't help but take a deep breath. Then, with a carefree look on her face, she just left the house and saw Jiang Wenbai practicing sword in the yard. Seeing her leave the house, Jiang Wenbai simply stopped what he was doing and asked in surprise:

"Are you willing to come out?!"

Yan Wenmo nodded, then looked at Jiang Wenbai's high-spirited face and asked in surprise:

"Why are you practicing sword here?!"

Jiang Wenbai looked at her with some resentment and complained in a low voice:

"You haven't come out yet, I'm bored waiting, so I'm practicing sword skills here to kill time."

As he spoke, he looked at Yan Wenmo and boasted with joy:

"I have already reached the level of an earthly immortal. If I were to meet the Demon Lord now, I could defeat him with one strike, instead of..."

At this point, he proudly made a sword flower, looked at Yan Wenmo, and said happily:

"I heard there is a flower-making show in the nearby town. Let's go and see it together."

Yan Wenmo looked at his expectant expression, nodded, and said gently:

"it is good"

Anyway, there is still some time, so you might as well take the opportunity to enjoy the calm before the storm. After all, this is a tough battle, and many people might die. So take the opportunity to take a look at this beautiful land, see the prosperity of the world, and see how worthwhile this world is.