Fall: Rebirth

"Father God, what is the important matter that you summoned me here so late at night?" Yuangu was extremely anxious and hurriedly appeared in the Qiankun Palace. He strode towards Qingtian and asked impatiently.

Qingtian was originally standing with his hands behind his back, facing the palace door. After hearing the ancient voice, he turned around calmly.

At this moment, Cang Yan also happened to appear in the Qiankun Palace. He performed a standard etiquette towards Qingtian with ease and familiarity: "Ancestor God."

"Yeah." Qingtian nodded slightly in response, without revealing much emotion on his face.

Immediately afterwards, Qingli appeared in the Qiankun Hall silently like a breeze.

"Master." Qingli bowed gracefully, but did not wait for Qingtian to reply. Instead, she walked directly to the chair in front of the hall and sat down gracefully.

"You really seem to be at ease." Qingtian raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at Qingli, with a hint of doting in his tone.

"What can I do? Should I just stand there stupidly?" Qingli's voice was pleasant to the ears, and there was a faint smile in his words.

“Haha…” Qingtian chuckled twice, walked to the table in the hall and sat down, cast his eyes on Yuangu and Cangyan in front of the hall, and said, “You guys sit down too!”

Yuangu and Cangyan looked at each other without saying anything, but walked towards the table opposite Qingli as if they had telepathy.

When Yuan Gu and Cang Yan just sat down, Ziying appeared in front of the palace with Yi Chun.

Then, they each performed a gesture of respect to Qingtian, and said in unison: "Greetings to the Ancestral God!"

"Yi Chun greets all the gods!" After paying his respects to Qingtian, Yi Chun paid his respects again to Qingli and other gods.

The gods all nodded in response.

"Yi Chun, you're back?" Qingli smiled slightly, her voice as soft as clear spring water.

"Your Majesty, I just got back too." Yi Chun replied with a smile as bright as a flower.

"Hey, why are everyone gathered here?" Ziying asked curiously when she saw that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

"Sit down." Qingtian's expression was extremely solemn, and every word he said seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight. At the same time, he made a gesture for someone to sit down.

Ziying immediately sat down next to Qingli, while Yichun stood quietly beside her.

At this moment, Yan Yin and Huan Yang also came to the Qiankun Palace.

However, before they could salute, Qingtian waved his hand, indicating that they did not need to be polite: "Okay, sit down!"

Yan Yin nodded and sat down on the chair next to Cang Yan, while Huan Yang stood silently beside him.

At this moment, a tense atmosphere permeated the entire Qiankun Hall. Everyone was silent, waiting for Qingtian's next instruction.

"The reason we've gathered everyone here today is because there's urgent news coming from the land of exile that a guilty god has escaped." Qingtian sat in the hall, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, his tone so cold that it seemed to freeze the air.

Upon hearing this, Qingli, Yuangu and Cangyan couldn't help but have a flash of astonishment in their eyes, but Ziying and Yanyin already knew about it, so they seemed relatively calm.

They knew very well what this meant - these exiled sinful gods were extremely dangerous, and their escape would undoubtedly bring great disaster to the world.

"Isn't there a powerful barrier protecting the place? How could he escape?" Yuangu frowned, his face full of confusion.

"I'm afraid there is some kind of mysterious power helping us secretly." Qingli's eyes were sharp and he got to the point right away, getting to the heart of the matter.

"I have already sent Feng Chu to investigate the situation, and also asked her to capture the escaped sinner." Qingtian said calmly.

“Who on earth has such ability to break through the barrier and escape?” Yan Yin frowned slightly, sighed softly, and muttered to himself.

Ziying turned to look at Yi Chun and said seriously, "Yi Chun, tell me in detail what you know."

"Yes, Master." Yi Chun performed a standard etiquette with light movements and elegant manners, then responded to Ziying's words softly.

After everyone finished listening to Yi Chun's story, they all lowered their heads in thought, and the whole scene became silent for a moment.

"According to what Yi Chun said, the one who escaped must be the God of Fog." Qingli spoke slowly, his tone calm, but his eyes firm as he expressed his inference.

At this moment, a clear and pleasant sound of a phoenix suddenly came from outside the Nether Forest, resounding through the sky, as deafening as thunder in the sky.

Yan Lan and Min Ye raised their heads involuntarily and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

The next moment, they saw a huge fire phoenix fluttering down from the sky. The phoenix was flaming red, and its feathers shone with dazzling light, like a blazing flame.

When it was about to land on the ground, it suddenly turned into a red figure and stood firmly on the ground.

Yan Lan and Min Ye took a closer look and immediately recognized the person. They stood up at the same time, took a step forward, and then bowed respectfully, saying in unison: "Greetings to the Supreme God Feng Chu." Their voices were full of awe.

At this moment, Feng Chu's eyes were as sharp as a sword, staring at them coldly, and asked coldly: "Where is the escaped sinner?"

Yan Lan and Min Ye did not dare to delay for even a second and hurriedly took Feng Chu to the place where they first discovered Yi Chun.

At this moment, they happened to witness the God of Mist completely destroying the Wrathful Spirit Tree, and the last gesture of slapping the ground had not yet been retracted.

"Brother, she actually succeeded in destroying the Hateful Spirit Tree." Although Minye's tone was light, it revealed a hint of admiration.

However, Yan Lan did not respond to him. His eyes fell directly on the crouching God of Sin, and he thought to himself, "I never expected that this escaped God of Sin would have such ability to eradicate the Wrathful Spirit Tree. I guess she must have been a god-level figure before she was convicted."

"It's you, Jiawu." Feng Chu didn't even need to see the other person's face clearly. Just by looking at the mist in the forest, he knew the other person's identity.

Hearing someone calling her name, Jia Wu looked up suddenly, then she slowly stood up. Her movements were not only graceful but also revealed a hint of arrogance.

A sneer flashed across Jia Wu's face, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a hint of sarcasm, he said: "So it's the Supreme God Feng Chu."

"God, this fog is poisonous." Min Ye frowned, pinched his nose, and whispered carefully in Feng Chu's ear. His eyes revealed a little worry.

Feng Chu turned his head slightly and glanced at Min Ye, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

She flicked her fingers lightly, and a faint light instantly shot out from her fingertips, blocking the breath of Yan Lan and Min Ye.

In a blink of an eye, they were no longer affected by the fog and their breathing became smoother.

"Why, did the Supreme God Fengchu come here to capture me?" Jiawu knew that she was not as strong as Fengchu, but her tone was not fearful at all, and even had a clear disdain. She straightened her body, stood proudly, and a determined light flashed in her eyes.

Feng Chu looked at Jia Wu quietly, expressionless, and responded calmly: "You are quite self-aware."

Her voice was calm and steady, as if she had already anticipated Jia Wu's reaction and was not affected at all by the other party's attitude.

"In that case, let's go!" Jia Wu flicked his sleeves lightly, his movements elegant and casual, and said coldly, as if he was ready to face everything.

Feng Chu sneered, his tone full of disdain: "The God of Mist is too lazy to even struggle?"

"So she is the legendary Goddess of Fog." Min Ye lowered his voice and whispered softly in Yan Lan's ear, with curiosity and surprise flashing in his eyes.

Although Yan Lan was also slightly surprised, he didn't say much. He just rolled his eyes at Min Ye and continued to watch everything happening in front of him intently.

Jia Wu glanced at Feng Chu calmly, her tone carrying a hint of arrogance: "Don't mention that my divine power has not yet fully recovered. Even if it has recovered, I am still no match for you. In this case, why should I waste my energy on a meaningless struggle? Am I going to lose to you and let you take the limelight?"

After hearing what Jia Wu said, Feng Chu couldn't help but sneer. After all, they were old acquaintances, and they were never polite to each other.

"So cool!" Min Ye couldn't help but mutter to himself, completely attracted by Jia Wu's free and unrestrained temperament.