Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

After the God King threw down these words, he raised his hand and began to extract the divine power from Mo Wuchen's body.

He frowned the whole time and said nothing.

Seeing Mo Wuchen in pain, he felt even more painful.

This is the son he has always been proud of.

Now that I am suffering from such pain, it would be a lie to say that it doesn’t hurt.

The God King turned his face away and no longer looked at Mo Wuchen.

The Nether King also started to take action. He separated the black color from the light and extracted the excess death energy. At the same time, he kept an eye on the situation on the God King's side.

Mo Wuchen pursed his lips tightly, beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead, and his short groans proved the pain he was in.

The stripping of strength is the greatest pain in the world.

Few people can endure this kind of pain.

What's more, Mo Wuchen had only lost half of his power, and he still had to bear the mutual traction between the powers.

The King of the Underworld didn't want to watch this scene either.

He was afraid that he would become soft-hearted.

The sky gradually darkened, and the God King finally stopped moving his hands.

"All right."

His voice was extremely dry, with a hint of reluctance in his tone.

The Nether King glanced at Mo Wuchen.

His white clothes were already soaked with sweat, his face was pale to a frightening degree, his eyes were tightly closed, and the veins on his hands were bulging.

Without time to think, the Nether King immediately injected the extracted death energy into Mo Wuchen's body.

"puff-"

As soon as the aura of death entered his body, the forces in Mo Wuchen's body began to fight.

The God King was trying his best to suppress the divine power in his body, but how could the divine power and the aura of death disappear?

The Nether King made up his mind and intensified his movements.

"Whoosh-"

Soon, the death energy and divine power in Mo Wuchen's body reached a balance.

The King of the Underworld stopped immediately without even thinking about it.

If we continue like this, there will be problems.

The God King also stopped, and the sweat on his forehead was no less than that of the Nether King.

"It depends on his luck."

The God King sighed.

After the aura of death and divine power reach a balance, Mo Wuchen will only feel more pain.

When two forces collide, neither will give in. When the two forces are evenly matched, only after repeated losses on both sides can the two forces temporarily subside.

The Nether King withdrew his gaze, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"What's next?"

The God King changed the subject, unwilling to mention the matter again.

"Send them to reincarnation."

The voice of the Nether King was deep and distant.

"How long will it take to be back?"

The God King felt very uncomfortable, but he knew that this was Mo Wuchen's own choice.

Even if it takes thousands or tens of thousands of years, he can wait.

The Nether King shook his head: "Maybe a few hundred years, or maybe a few thousand years."

"You'er's soul needs to be repaired in the Dark Ancient Continent, and the fusion of Wuchen's power also takes time."

The God King probably understood what the Nether King meant.

"Okay, leave Wuchen to me. I will send him to the gods of the Hades Continent. However, their memories will disappear, and I don't know if we can meet again."

He was a little worried - if their memories faded, would they still be able to meet? Would they still be able to fall in love?

Everything is unknown, but they have no choice.

Each world has its own rules, and they cannot interfere in the affairs of the Hades Ancient Continent.

Sending Mo Wuchen to the gods of the ancient continent is already a violation of the will of heaven.

Such a heaven-defying thing should not exist.

"It depends on their luck."

The King of the Underworld gazed into the distance, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

"Ah."

The God King responded softly.

"From now on, it will be just the two of us who will depend on each other."

He shook his head and glanced at Mo Wuchen beside him, his heart aching as if it were being cut by a knife.

His son is very brave.

Shouldn't he be proud of his son?

Why are you feeling sad before we even say goodbye?

The God King withdrew his gaze, and his slightly red eyes witnessed his reluctance to part with Mo Wuchen.

"Send them to the Hades Continent in five days."

The God King calculated the time and felt that five days was just right.

He had to find a suitable reason for Mo Wuchen's departure, and at the same time make preparations for his reincarnation.

"it is good."

The King of the Underworld agreed.

These few nights are destined to be sleepless.

Some are worried, some are happy.

The death of Feng Jingyou made half of the forces in Tianyao Continent feel relieved.

..

Five days later, the God King and the Nether King arrived as promised.

The God King arranged Mo Wuchen to the God Clan of the Underworld Ancient Continent. When the power in his body reaches balance, he will appear in the form of a baby.

The King of the Underworld asked someone to find a place in the Underworld Ancient Continent where Feng Jingyou's death aura could be released without harming anyone else.

Feng Jingyou repaired her soul here, and after her soul was repaired, she would be able to enter the reincarnation of the ancient continent of Hades.

Everything was arranged properly, but the King of the Underworld and the King of Gods felt empty in their hearts.

This separation may last at least a few hundred years, or at most thousands and tens of thousands of years.

"It depends on their luck."

The God King picked up the wine glass and took a gulp.

"Perhaps, they are doing well in Hades."

The King of the Underworld comforted himself that at least they could do what they wanted.

Feng Jingyou will not worry about the aura of death, and Mo Wuchen will not be plotted against because of his golden pupils.

Their strength is definitely among the best in the Hades Ancient Continent.

Even if the power is sealed, it is enough.

"I hope."

"..."

The King of Gods and the King of the Underworld drank and drank all night long.

As for Feng Jingyou and Mo Wuchen, everything was normal.

Feng Jingyou was repairing his soul, and Mo Wuchen was soon reincarnated.

But the energy of death in his body would occasionally erupt.

..

Time flew by.

Several hundred years later, Mo Wuchen became the emperor of the gods, and Feng Jingyou's soul was restored and successfully entered reincarnation.

Because Mo Wuchen absorbed a lot of her death energy, the death energy in Feng Jingyou's body reached a balance after her reincarnation.

No explosion, very well controlled.

With the daily adjustment, the aura of death in Feng Jingyou's body became much more obedient and successfully became Feng Jingyou's "vassal".

Tianyao Continent.

Feng Luohan numbed himself and immersed himself in official business all day long.

He once thought about reincarnating with Feng Jingyou, but he knew - there was no need.

And at this moment, he cannot leave the Nether Clan.

The Nether Clan needs support.

"Han'er."

On this day, the King of the Underworld called Feng Luohan over.

"Father knows that you want to go to the Dark Ancient Continent to find You'er."

Hearing this, Feng Luohan lowered his head, and his emotions finally exploded at this moment.

"Go if you want."

The Nether King saw Feng Luohan's condition.

Instead of letting him suffer so much, it is better to let him go to the Hades Ancient Continent.

"Father——"

Feng Luohan was about to say something but stopped himself. He was worried about the Nether King and the Nether Clan.

"In the past few hundred years, the passage between Tianyao Continent and Mingu Continent has been opened several times."

"You'er has been reincarnated."

.. ..