Fall: Rebirth

"Alright!" Qingtian's majestic voice suddenly sounded at this moment. He looked helpless, staring at Yan Yin, and said in a calm tone: "Fire God, you really need to change this bad habit. You can actually cause public outrage by yourself. I really can't understand what you did."

Upon hearing the voice, Yan Yin was speechless for a moment. He didn't even know what he had done wrong.

Seeing Yan Yin's bewildered look, Ziying, his mortal enemy, was ecstatic.

"Look at how proud you are." Yuan Gu muttered in a low voice.

"Seeing him like that makes me happy." Ziying responded quietly.

"Yeyou, you are in charge of today's affairs." Qingtian said softly.

“Is the replacement of the God of Fire also included?” There was a hint of teasing in Ye You’s cold eyes.

Yuangu, who had just taken a sip of tea, couldn't help but choked and glanced at Qingtian nervously.

Qingtian frowned slightly, looking helpless, then gently wiggled his fingers and said, "It's up to you."

Yan Yin was stunned by this sudden operation. His face instantly turned pale and blue. His body tensed up involuntarily. He stammered, "Ancestor God, this... this is not allowed..."

"God of Fire, do you have any last words?" Ye You's voice interrupted Yan Yin's words coldly, as if the air around him was frozen and chilling to the bone.

Her eyes exuded a weird and mysterious aura through the mask, which made people shudder.

"God of Death, are you really planning to put me to death?" Although Yan Yin's tone contained a hint of doubt, there was no trace of fear in it.

"Why not?" Ye You raised the corners of his mouth slightly, outlining a cold smile, and replied.

"Okay! In that case, let me see your true faces before I die." Yan Yin responded without showing any weakness, displaying majesty and dominance.

"I believe the gods are also curious about this, so let it be as you wish." Ye You said calmly, but there was no emotion in her voice.

After saying that, Ye You slowly returned to her seat and sat down. She waved her arm gently, and the half black mask disappeared quietly like a phantom. Instead, a stunningly beautiful face appeared in front of everyone, which was breathtaking.

Ye You's skin is as white as snow, and her jade-carved face exudes a cold aura.

Her eyebrows were as slender as willow leaves, and the slightly upturned corners of her eyes revealed a barely perceptible coldness and arrogance.

Under the high nose bridge, the lips were slightly pursed, forming a tight straight line.

When Cang Yan saw Ye You's face for the first time, he couldn't help but show surprise on his face, and wondered in his heart: Why does she look so similar to Qing Li?

Ling Xuan, who had seen Qing Li once before, was also stunned by the scene before him, wondering why the two gods looked exactly the same. He couldn't help but turn his head and look at Chu Heng and Xi'er beside him.

When the gods saw this scene, they were all amazed. It turned out that the legendary god of death was not so ugly that she was ashamed to be seen by humans. On the contrary, she possessed a peerless beauty that even the goddesses in the world of gods could not match.

"God of Fire, do you think my appearance is unbearable to look at?" Ye You's cold voice suddenly sounded. She stared at Yan Yin expressionlessly. The black clothes she wore made her look even colder at the moment.

However, Yan Yin did not respond to her words, but just turned his gaze to Qingli.

Qingli's lips slightly raised, outlining a faint smile. Then, she lightly returned to her position, waved her arm gently, and the half white mask hanging on her face disappeared quietly as if blown away by a breeze. In its place, there was a stunning face that was exactly the same as Yeyou's.

Her skin, as white as ice and snow, is crystal clear, delicate and smooth, which is amazing; her eyebrows are as slender and graceful as distant mountains, and the slightly upturned corners of her eyes reveal an imperceptible charm; the slightly upturned corners of her lips add a bit of gentleness and moving feeling.

The astonishing sight before their eyes made the gods dumbfounded, their jaws almost dropped. They began to whisper to each other.

"These two gods look so similar!" Someone suddenly said this.

"The faces of the two gods are unparalleled in the world. How could the God of Fire say they are ugly?" Even the God of Flowers, who has always been steady and self-possessed, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Perhaps only the God of Fire himself is ugly." Ziying finally couldn't hold back his joy and chuckled lightly with glee.

Yan Yin didn't say anything, but just glared at Ziying fiercely.

"God of Fire, is my appearance an eyesore to you?" Qingli's voice sounded calmly, and she glanced at Yan Yin indifferently.

The hall fell silent for a moment, and all the gods looked at Yan Yin, waiting for his answer.

Yan Yin closed his eyes helplessly and sighed softly.