"...Why not while you were alive?" Shenmi quietly lowered her eyes, looking at the person squatting in front of her.

He forgot that he believed in God, while Shunacha's appearance at that moment clearly showed that he was one of God's.

He questioned, "The retribution has come too late... The bad people have already had their fill, while the good people will remember nothing in their next life... Since I am not at fault, and the only one at fault is the emperor, why is he still the emperor, while I have become like this?"

Shunacha moved his mouth, scratched his head in distress, and finally could only take out the jade pendant and place it in his palm.

“Actually… more than half a year ago, if I hadn’t saved you, you would have died in that pursuit.” Shu Naicha said apologetically, “Your religion is known for its meritorious deeds and acts of charity, and your merit is even greater. If you had died, you would have instantly become an immortal… I am the envoy who punishes evil, and you are the envoy who rewards good. We should leave this world. The religion will temporarily cease operations until a new young master is chosen. When the emperor sees that you died in the pursuit, he will be grateful for your sacrifice for the country… but…”

But he didn't know that his rash action would change the fate of the mystery, saving him from death.

He remained the young master of the cult and continued all its activities. However, the emperor did not appreciate his efforts but was only wary of the powerful cult. In the end, he could no longer tolerate it and took action to eradicate the cult.

"The Reward and Punishment Enforcer cannot harm mortals. Even if I wanted to help you, I cannot kill the emperor to stop all of this... I'm sorry..."

“How can you blame yourself…” Shenmi said softly, slowly tightening her grip on the jade pendant in her hand.

He laughed out loud.

"Haha... How can I blame you... Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

He laughed loudly, tears streaming down his face, and a terrifying aura rose from his entire body.

The wheelchair suddenly exploded, startling Shunacha so much that her hair stood on end. She saw Shenmi standing up, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, laughing and crying at the same time.

"It's all because of that damned emperor... all because of that damned emperor!"

He looked down at Shunacha, who was startled by him, and asked softly, "After becoming an immortal, I can no longer kill people?"

Shu Nai looked at his face, which was full of evil intent, and blood was still dripping from the corner of his mouth. Although his voice was gentle, goosebumps still rose all over Shu Nai's body. Shu Nai shuddered and nodded cautiously, "Y-yes..."

Shenmi gave a soft "oh," and with a light tap of his foot, he vanished without a trace.

Shu Naicha was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had a bad feeling. He quickly got up from the ground, sniffed around anxiously, found the direction Shenmi had left in, and chased after him.

After twenty years of arduous cultivation of divine skills, Shenmi has finally achieved mastery and can stand up again.

He was exceptionally talented, but his extraordinary skills had remained hidden until today, when he suddenly realized how powerful he had become.

His wildly circulating internal energy gave him an unparalleled aura, sweeping across the land like a mountain, causing strange phenomena in the heavens wherever he went.

However, Shenmi was filled with grief and resentment, so he couldn't spare any attention and only headed towards the capital.

His boundless inner strength kept him moving forward.

After traveling day and night, he arrived at the palace. The emperor was shocked to see him and turned pale. He laughed and smashed the emperor's skull with one palm, took the emperor's head, and walked out of the palace to face the imperial guards alone.

He coldly looked at the group of ignorant mortals, facing the rising sun, and curled the corners of his mouth. His indifferent face still exuded evil aura, as if he was about to start a massacre.

However, upon seeing the yellow dragon flying towards them in a panic, Shenmi simply chuckled and casually used his inner force to draw a longsword.

Under the rising sun, the handsome, aloof, and slightly sinister young man smiled arrogantly, then drew his sword and committed suicide.

Blood gushed out, staining the palace floor red.

The next moment... the sun shone brightly, purple clouds filled the sky, and boundless mist surrounded us.

A celestial being, with flowing robes, ascended to the clouds and rode a dragon back to heaven.

Shunacha, with blood welling up inside him, silently flew away.

Between the dragon horns on his head, the mysterious figure leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Naicha..."

"What are you doing?" Shunacha asked irritably.

Shenmi smiled slightly, and the faint evil aura vanished in an instant, just like when they first met, that exquisitely aloof young man sitting in a wheelchair, with his eyes closed amidst the willow catkins.

"I forgot to tell you... I'm actually very grateful to have met you that day."

The burly Huanglong stiffened, and after a long pause, he hurriedly replied, "Ah... what nonsense are you talking about?"

Shenmi simply smiled, sat up straight, and looked towards the horizon.

After ascending to immortality, everything was unfamiliar to him.

But it doesn't matter. He may have lost everything, but he still has Shunaicha.