For a moment, the world seemed to fall silent.

Mo Linyuan was terrified and rushed forward to hug Si Jin without thinking.

Even as the sword pierced her chest, she refused to let go, clinging to him tightly.

Mo Linyuan felt pain.

It's not physical pain, it's heartache.

The pain was so intense it was suffocating and unbearable.

How could this be?

His dignified and elegant demeanor was so refined and gentlemanly.

What exactly happened?

Why did it turn out like this?!

"No matter what you have experienced."

Mo Linyuan gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "But believe me, baby, you're fine, so... so it's not your fault!"

"Jinjin, listen to me, it wasn't your fault." The voice rang out.

Mo Linyuan suddenly changed his demeanor.

His blood-stained white hair gradually turned black, and his red clothes gradually transformed into a black robe with gold trim.

The sword that Si Jin had condensed with divine power was also melted by the powerful divine soul and gradually dissipated.

The wound healed, and even the lingering smell of blood in the air was cleaned up.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding mist was suddenly dispelled by a powerful divine force that transcended dimensions.

The Church of Aphrodite is right in front of me.

The Heavenly Lord turned his gaze to Lin Yuan and told the skeleton woman to leave first.

Then, continuing to hold Si Jin, disregarding her own clean Heavenly Lord robes, she gently removed the dirt from Si Jin's body, wiping away the sweat from his forehead and the tears from the corners of his eyes, bit by bit.

Strengthen his spirit.

While doing all this, she leaned close to Si Jin's ear and gently persuaded her, "Jin Jin, believe me, it wasn't your fault."

“I erected a tombstone for each of those gods. During the days you were in prison, I went to sweep their graves, pay my respects, and atone for my sins every day.”

"They have already been liberated and reincarnated."

“They told me they trusted their marshal.”

"They knew that their marshal was also kept in the dark."

"They also respect their marshal, because my Jinjin is not a sinner, but a true hero who brought peace to the heavens."

“My god should be proud and never have to feel guilty.”

As he spoke, he slowly channeled divine power into Si Jin's body.

They tried to soothe his emotions, and it seemed they also wanted to hypnotize him.

Gradually, Si Jin's breathing became steady, and she was able to regain a sliver of rationality from her extreme breakdown.

Exhausted, he raised his hand and grasped Lin Yuan's wrist, saying in a hoarse voice, "No."

"Ah Yuan, no, don't hypnotize me."

"I...I'm scared."

Si Jin was proud and arrogant throughout his life, and rarely showed his fear so obviously.

But some things, if kept bottled up for too long, will burst forth like a flood after the long-term suppression is broken at a critical juncture.

He leaned on Lin Yuan's shoulder and opened his mouth slightly: "During the five hundred years in the Heavenly God Prison, every time I closed my eyes, I would see the ten thousand dead Heavenly Gods. They were blaming me, blaming me for my ignorance and incompetence."

“Some even reached out their bloodied hands to take my life.”

"I dare not close my eyes, for if I do, I will see an endless hell..."

"Okay, then I won't close my eyes." Lin Yuan responded gently, and suggested, "Shall I take you to rest?"

"Hmm." After a long while, Si Jin nodded slowly.

Ren Linyuan picked him up and carried him steadily toward the Church of Aphrodite.

At the top of the church, the God of Love clearly sensed the danger and quickly used his divine power to set up a defensive array.

Unexpectedly, the killing formation he had painstakingly created was rendered useless in front of Lin Yuan.

Protecting his god, the Heavenly Emperor walked unreservedly into the Church of Love and found the highest-ranking rest room.

After placing Si Jin on the bed, he immediately released a burst of divine power.

Without even a face-to-face confrontation, all of Cupid's divine power was instantly stripped away.

They then imprisoned the crippled evil god in a cage forged with divine power, waiting for Si Jin to recover so that he could be handed over for trial and execution by slow slicing.

Only then did the heavenly soldiers stationed in the Heavenly Lord's Palace in the Heavenly Realm belatedly cry out in despair.

"It's over——"

"The Heavenly Monarch's consciousness has descended to earth—"

"His divine power is too great; the plane will collapse—"