When Jiang Fei returned to the sacred mountain, night had just fallen.

She stood atop the palace, shrouded in misty clouds, gazing upon the boundless sacred mountain range.

Peach and plum blossoms are in full bloom, and wisteria flowers are in bloom, adorning the scene with a blue-purple glow.

At the entrance to the sacred mountain, several elders of the dragon race were talking to Lianjia.

Jiang Fei didn't need to guess to know that the Dragon Clan was currently leaderless, and Lian Jia was the only one capable of ascending to the position of Heavenly Emperor.

Destined by heaven.

According to the old man's prophecy, the Heavenly Queen is Yun Yan.

Jiang Fei chuckled softly and withdrew her gaze, continuing to admire her sacred mountain.

Her territory, except for being struck by heavenly lightning during her tribulation years ago, has remained unchanged for tens of thousands of years.

After an unknown amount of time, the clouds behind them churned and surged from the chaotic divine power. Jiang Fei did not turn around, but simply said, "Little monk, you've been on this sacred mountain for a thousand years, haven't you?"

Lian Jia flew to her side, looked at her profile, stood shoulder to shoulder with her, and after a long while whispered, "One thousand three hundred and nine months."

From being able to depend on her at the beginning, to finally being able to stand by her side now.

"Hmm," Jiang Fei responded softly, then fell silent.

Lianjia did not speak again.

After a long while, Jiang Fei suddenly chuckled softly, and Lian Jia looked at her in confusion.

Jiang Fei was still admiring the scenery beneath her feet: "About what you said that night..."

Lianjia's body suddenly stiffened, and he stared at her intently.

"If I get married, I must not publicize it widely, otherwise, wouldn't that ruin my popularity among beauties in the Six Realms?" Jiang Fei said slowly.

The glimmer of light that had suddenly appeared in Lian Jia's eyes gradually dimmed, and his throat tightened.

Jiang Fei added, "Furthermore, I have absolutely no interest in the Heavenly Emperor and Empress."

Lian Jia's lips moved slightly: "What if it weren't for the Heavenly Emperor..." His voice was so soft that he didn't even know if she had heard him.

Jiang Fei did not respond to him, but after a moment of calm, she lazily uttered two words again: "Jiang Zhi".

Lian Jia was taken aback: "What?"

Jiang Fei finally turned to look at him: "If I have a daughter, this will be her name."

Lian Jia remained confused, and it took her a while to react. A dim light slowly appeared in her eyes, but she couldn't believe it. In the end, she only murmured three words: "You agreed..."

"How about we get married?" Jiang Fei asked, looking at him.

A glint seemed to flash in Lian Jia's eyes. He remained silent for a long time, then slowly took her hand and solemnly said, "Okay."

Jiang Fei smiled faintly: "Little monk, you look good with long hair."

Lian Jia looked at her earnestly: "In the future, it will be even longer."

Jiang Fei did not respond, but only looked up at the top of her head.

To hell with the laws of nature.

Heavenly Emperor? Heavenly Empress?

She insisted on defying fate.

She wanted to see what fate could do to her!

...

The wedding day for Jiang Fei and Lian Jia was set for the day before the old man's prophecy.

Aside from the two of them, only Da Long knew about this.

During this period, the elders of the Divine Dragon Clan came several times, but Lian Jia was busy decorating the Holy Mountain. The elders didn't even get to see Lian Jia's face. After this happened several times, Jiang Fei became irritated and chased the elders away with a wave of his sleeve.

The sacred mountain is finally quiet.

Jiang Fei also noticed that compared to the unchanging Holy Mountain in the past, the Holy Mountain now has a lot more charm.

The dim blue-purple light, mixed with golden brilliance, transformed the monotonous wisteria, peach, and plum blossoms into a sea of ​​flowers spanning the six realms.

I wonder where Lianjia found so many flowers.

The sacred mountain has changed its appearance.

And Lianjia has changed too.

As the wedding day approached, his face grew increasingly pale, and the divine light emanating from his body flickered between strong and weak.

Every time Jiang Fei asked him, he would just shake his head to indicate that nothing was wrong.

Even... Jiang Fei looked at the rainbow-colored wedding dress in front of her.

This was also brought by Lian Jia. After hesitating for a long time, he finally handed it to her, saying that all women in the Six Realms must wear wedding dresses when they get married.

This day was the day of their wedding.

At dusk, as Jiang Fei was trying on her cloud-embroidered wedding dress in the palace, there were signs of outsiders intruding into the sacred mountain, making a small but noticeable noise.

She didn't mind and continued to sit in front of the bronze mirror, meticulously applying her makeup.

Just as she lightly brushed her eyebrows, someone knocked on the palace door, and a mixed aroma of wine wafted in. Jiang Fei sniffed and smelled a jar of celestial wine called "Drunken Dream." This celestial wine was not particularly delicious, but it was extremely intoxicating.

Jiang Fei had drunk several jars of it, and even she herself felt slightly tipsy after drinking it.

Jiang Fei opened the door and saw the Phoenix Clan's young prince, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, standing at the door looking at her with a jar of wine in his hand and his cheeks flushed with drunkenness.

When Rong Li saw the wedding dress she was wearing, his eyes froze.

Jiang Fei leaned lazily against the door: "Young Prince, is there something you need?"

Rong Li remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "It really is true..."

Jiang Fei raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"

"You...you really want to marry Lianjia?"

Jiang Fei: "Why not?"

"Do you know what you are doing? You are going against the will of Heaven, going against the will of Heaven..."

“Young Prince,” Jiang Fei interrupted him helplessly, “even if I am truly struck down by the backlash of Heaven, that is my business.”

Rong Li suddenly asked, "What about Lian Jia?"

Jiang Fei smiled faintly: "I've said it before, he will be the father of my future daughter."

Rong Li stared at her intently for a long time before murmuring, "And what about me..."

Jiang Fei looked at him without saying a word.

Rong Li's voice was even softer, "Jiang Fei, you said you wanted me to be your divine guard."

Jiang Fei thought about it carefully and nodded seriously: "He did say that, and he also said that he would be my divine guard until I was satisfied."

Rong Li's eyes flickered slightly: "As long as you don't marry, I will still be your divine guard in the future..." He paused for a moment, "...forever and ever."

Jiang Fei savored his words: "It is indeed very impressive to have the Phoenix Clan Crown Prince serve as my divine guard."

"so……"

“So,” Jiang Fei continued, “Rong Li, I am very satisfied.”

Rong Li was stunned; she was very satisfied.

She wanted him to be her guardian until she was satisfied.

Rong Li's eyes suddenly reddened. He stared intently at her, and after a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you are satisfied, you are not allowed to marry him..."

“Young Prince,” Jiang Fei interrupted him, “do you really think that some things can be resolved simply by refusing to marry?”

Rong Li stood there, stunned and silent; only the sound of the wind remained on the sacred mountain.

After a long silence, he said with reddened eyes, "Jiang Fei, I will never wish you well."

"Absolutely not!"

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank a large gulp of wine.

Jiang Fei watched his movements.

The sexy and impulsive Phoenix Clan Crown Prince, who used to despise her for her drinking, is now drinking himself with gusto.

Jiang Fei stepped forward and took the wine jar from his hand.

"What are you doing?" Rong Li stared intently at her, his eyes reddening even more. "This is my wine."

Jiang Fei glanced at him, tilted her head back and took a sip of wine: "Thank you."

Rong Li glared at her, then finally turned and left.

Jiang Fei smiled but didn't turn around. She leaned lazily against the door, seemingly lost in thought.

After a long while, she finally turned her head to look at an ancient tree not far ahead: "Have you looked enough?"

After a moment of silence, a white figure slowly emerged from behind the ancient tree.

Jiang Fei squinted as he watched Rong Fei walk towards him step by step. A delicate and alluring fragrance wafted more boldly as he approached. His eyes remained fixed on her, and he held a jade-green porcelain wine pot in his hand. His white robes exuded a seductive charm.

Finally, he stopped in front of her, his gaze falling on her wedding dress.

Jiang Fei laughed and spread out her sleeves: "Does it look good?"

A long silence.

After a long silence, Rong Fei finally spoke, her voice as soft and gentle as ever: "When did you discover me?"

Jiang Fei glanced at the wine pot in his hand with a smile: "I can smell the aroma of fine wine."

“So I’m not even as good as a jar of fine wine…” Rong Fei said aggrievedly.

Jiang Fei covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes half-closed, exuding a charming allure. After laughing enough, she asked, "This wine?"

Rong Feirou said, "This is a ten-thousand-year-old wine, said to be brewed with divine bones, and is rare in the world."

Jiang Fei's eyes lit up, and she asked knowingly, "Then bring it here..."

“This is for a young lady,” Rong Fei raised her eyes, the smile in her eyes fading slightly as she looked intently into hers, “If that young lady is willing, this fine wine is a bribe to lure her away; if that young lady is unwilling, this fine wine is a generous gift to celebrate her joyous occasion.”

Jiang Fei raised an eyebrow, took the wine pot, and played with it in his hand. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and said with interest, "You told me not to overindulge in wine, especially not from a beautiful woman."

Does that include you?

Rong Fei did not respond, but slowly took her hand and gently stroked her wrist, where there was a string of beads.

On the beaded necklace is an inner elixir.

—The inner core of a giant python that swallows mountains.

“I’ve always disliked this thing,” Rong Fei said, half-jokingly.

Jiang Fei let him hold her hand and said casually, "In the past, if you destroyed it, you could just destroy it, but not now." She smiled lazily, "It was the first gift my husband gave me."

“Husband…” Rong Fei repeated the two words, her tone somewhat ambiguous, as they slipped out of her mouth in a tricky way.

Jiang Fei remained silent.

Rong Fei suddenly laughed and answered her question: "That includes me too."

Jiang Fei smiled, then tilted his head back, took a sip of the fine wine, and said, "How could I bear to disappoint such a beauty?"

Rong Fei looked at her quietly, knowing the answer, but still asked again: "A bribe, or a generous gift?"

Jiang Fei frowned slightly, feigning difficulty, and then smiled, "Thank you."

He turned and walked towards the palace.

Rong Fei's smile faltered slightly as she gazed intently at her retreating figure.

Only gifts require "thank you".

...

When Jiang Fei returned to the palace, Lian Jia was standing in the center looking at her.

Seeing her approach, he hurriedly concealed the lingering unease in his eyes, and slowly stepped forward, taking her hand to the jade bed: "The time for dusk is auspicious." Now, the time is almost here.

He didn't ask a single question about Rong Li and Rong Fei.

Jiang Fei nodded: "Okay."

As dusk settled that night, atop the palace, Jiang Fei witnessed the most beautiful night ever seen on the sacred mountain since its birth.

Ancient trees, red ribbons, fireflies, stars on branches.

Fallen blossoms, peach grove, glistening dewdrops, the palace lamp.

The eternal lamp accompanies the long night, and the stars and plum blossoms share a sleepless night.

Then, Lian Jia flipped her hand, revealing a marriage line radiating a clear blue light on her palm.

Jiang Fei turned to look at Lian Jia, and after a long while, slowly raised her hand, and a golden thread of fate emerged from her fingertips.

The union between gods is merely the connection of predestined bonds.

Two lines of fate tentatively approached, intertwined, and touched lightly in mid-air before finally merging together, their gold and blue hues intersecting.

At the very moment their fate lines intersected, Jiang Fei felt a jolt in her lungs and a dull pain.

She narrowed her eyes; it was still bearable.

Jiang Fei reached out and grasped the intertwined marriage threads in her hand: "From now on, I will keep this safe."

Lianjia did not respond.

Jiang Fei turned to look at him.

Lianjia's face grew paler and paler, almost transparent in the pitch-black night.

He remotely took the wine from the palace and gave each of them a cup.

Jiang Fei wrapped her arm around his and tilted her head back to drink it all in one gulp.

Lian Jia suddenly coughed, before he could even drink the wine. The clear wine in his cup was stained red with the blood he spat out.

Jiang Fei looked at him.

Lianjia smiled at her, tilted his head back, and drank the blood-stained wine to the bottom.

That night.

There was no joint practice, no obsession, no tenderness or gentleness.

Jiang Fei was drinking alone in the palace.

Lianjia vomited blood all night long.

...

The next day was the day of the prophecy.

When Jiang Fei sensed that the Holy Mountain was surrounded by a murderous aura, she was changing into her wedding dress.

Lianjia had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Sensing the murderous intent, Jiang Fei paused only briefly before continuing.

Changing clothes yourself always adds a sense of ritual.

She loves rituals.

For example, today.

Jiang Fei was unfamiliar with the Killing God Formation.

The old man had mentioned it to her before, saying, "You can now roam freely throughout the six realms, but do you know of a formation that can prevent you from being carefree?"

"This formation is called the God-Slaying Formation..."

But she was too arrogant. She was arrogant because she was born in a heaven beyond heaven and was outside the six realms. She was arrogant because she could overthrow all living beings with a wave of her hand. She never listened to anyone seriously.

Now I only vaguely remember that the God-Slaying Formation was fierce, and any demons, monsters, gods, or immortals who entered it would be killed.

However, because it is too fierce and too rigid, it is easily broken.

It must be suppressed by a body of extreme Yin in order for the Killing God Formation to exert its full potential.

This extremely yin body is the core of the formation.

The key to the formation chosen by Heaven is the destined Empress—Goddess Yunyan.

Now, the goddess Yunyan has returned from her tribulation and transformed into a true divine body.

Meanwhile, the Dragon Clan's destined Heavenly Emperor has grown into a qualified leader.

Everything is just right.

When Jiang Fei flew out of the sacred mountain in a white robe, several large armies had already surrounded her.

A dense mixture of divine light and celestial energy, and heavy evil energy and demonic pressure.

Gods, immortals, demons, humans, and ghosts.

All sentient beings in the six realms.

Jiang Fei smiled and glanced at them one by one.

She certainly has a lot of clout.

The Dragon Clan was leaderless, with a few elders in charge.

The young prince of the Phoenix Clan wore golden divine armor, held a divine sword, and had a complex expression in his eyes.

besides……

Jiang Fei fixed his gaze on the demon race.

The man at the head of the group wore a fiery red, floor-length robe, his black hair flowing freely in the wind, his eyes and brows alluring yet wicked, possessing an extremely striking beauty.

He was looking at her.

Jiang Fei's smile deepened.

So this is the real Rong Fei.

The substitute lover she casually found turned out to be the king of the fox demon clan.

An elderly being was sent from the divine realm, who flew forward and meticulously listed Jiang Fei's crimes:

"Goddess Jiang Fei is licentious and has forcibly taken countless people from the Six Realms, disregarding the laws and regulations of the Six Realms. She deserves to be punished."

Jiang Fei listened lazily.

Those people clearly also benefited from her protective divine light.

"...To satisfy his own selfish desires and enjoy the rain and scenery, he brought torrential rain to the human world, causing floods and resulting in a complete crop failure that year."

Jiang Fei raised an eyebrow. If she remembered correctly, the place where she had watched the rain and scenery was a desert.

"The Holy Mountain has suffered a hundred-year tribulation of lightning, which affected both the realms of gods and immortals, causing the demise of countless minor gods and immortals. According to records from the underworld, there are more than 3,600 dead souls."

Jiang Fei was helpless; she was the one who was struck the hardest during her century-long tribulation of lightning.

"Afterwards, the celestial realm cracked. Although you averted a disaster, more than three hundred people perished because of the burst of your divine power."

It was the time when the celestial realm split open, and she helped merge the two continents.

"In the battles of the demon realm, you slew nearly two thousand demons."

The time when the demon realm was in turmoil, and the demon world took advantage of the chaos to plunder.

"The divine vein is severed, and you are tasked with suppressing it, but this has affected the lives of fifty-three members of the Phoenix Clan."

The time when the young prince almost lost his life.

"..."

One by one, one by one.

In total, there are over a hundred entries.

Jiang Fei listened casually, and eventually, it went in one ear and out the other.

She suddenly remembered that the old man had asked her to protect the six realms on his deathbed.

She protected the Six Realms, but the Six Realms blamed all the losses and crimes she committed on her.

That's really funny.

Perhaps what they want is not an omnipotent god hanging over their heads, but a weapon subject to them and used by them.

But she couldn't transform into a weapon, so she could only disappear.

"...You defy the will of Heaven, daring to force the Dragon Clan's Crown Prince Jia to marry you and forge a marriage bond. This act is utterly rebellious and intolerable to the Six Realms. You shall be executed!"

After the old man finished speaking in a powerful and resonant voice, he looked up at Jiang Fei with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Jiang Fei lazily raised her eyes: "Next time, send someone better-looking to talk to me."

The old god was stunned for a moment, then turned pale with anger, but he couldn't argue with her. In the end, he snorted heavily and returned to the dragon clan's camp.

Jiang Fei remained standing above the crowd: "Who wants to go first?"

Jiang Fei never expected that the first thing to fly towards him would be a divine sword.

The cold, golden divine sword, carrying immense killing intent, surged towards her.

She knew it so well that she had once personally held this sword and taught its owner how to kill her.

Jiang Fei waved his sleeve, dispelling the killing intent of the divine sword. When he looked up again, he had already grasped the blade.

Rong Li flew to a stop in front of her, gripping the hilt of his sword.

“Little prince,” Jiang Fei said helplessly, “be good, don’t be reckless.”

"You know, now, I won't show you any mercy."

Rong Li still gripped the sword hilt tightly and refused to let go.

Jiang Fei exerted a little force, and her divine power gradually enveloped the divine sword. The only divine sword in the world turned into a piece of scrap metal in her hands.

Rong Li finally moved his lips: "Come back to the Phoenix Clan with me."

"Hmm?" Jiang Fei raised an eyebrow. "Is the young prince going to... protect me?"

"The Phoenix Clan still has influence in the Six Realms. As long as you relinquish your divine power and return to the Phoenix Clan with me, you can live peacefully for tens of millions of years..."

“Young Prince,” Jiang Fei interrupted him helplessly, “the Phoenix Clan is your territory, isn’t it? You were once my divine guard. If I were to go to your territory to save my life, wouldn’t I lose face?”

Rong Li gazed at her: "I can still be your divine guard, until you are satisfied..."

"Not interested." Jiang Fei waved her sleeve, about to brush him away.

"Jiang Fei!" Rong Li called her in a hoarse voice, his tone tinged with sorrow, "Come back to the Phoenix Clan with me."

Jiang Fei looked at him, the divine power in his hand paused for a moment, and then handed him something.

Rong Li looked down, and when she saw what was in her hand, her expression changed drastically: "You didn't marry him?"

What she gave him was the thread of fate.

“It’s done, but it’s broken again.” Jiang Fei said calmly, turning his head to glance at the army of the Six Realms around him. “You see, even if I’m going against the will of Heaven, they still won’t retreat.”

Rong Li's face suddenly turned pale.

All they ever wanted was a legitimate reason to kill her.

Whatever the reason may be.

Rong Li remained silent.

Jiang Fei waved him away to the front of the Phoenix Clan army, and said through telepathy, "Return this item to Lian Jia."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Fei smelled a strong, seductive fragrance mixed with a powerful demonic aura surging towards her from behind.

Jiang Fei turned around, and Rong Fei was standing in mid-air behind her, unarmed and all alone.

Jiang Fei smiled.

"The Phoenix Clan Crown Prince wants you to go back with him?" Rong Fei remained as gentle as ever.

Jiang Fei nodded, her tone full of pity: "Little fox, even if you show me your true face, I will still keep you by my side. Why be someone else's substitute?"

Rong Fei laughed and flew to her side: "You didn't go with him?"

Jiang Fei raised an eyebrow: "Not interested."

Rong Fei's eyes glazed over for a moment, then she laughed even more joyfully, her beauty becoming even more stunning: "Goddess, you should go with him."

Jiang Fei lazily retorted, "Really?"

Rong Fei reached out and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "You will lose, Goddess."

Jiang Fei also laughed: "I heard that your father was publicly executed by the demon realm for having a relationship with a human, and his fox skin was peeled off."

Rong Fei's smile froze.

Jiang Fei added, "I've also heard rumors in the Six Realms that killing an ancient god to prove one's heart can make one the ruler of the Six Realms?"

Rong Fei's smile finally disappeared, and he gently stroked her red lips: "The goddess's words are still so sharp."

Jiang Fei looked at him for a long time and then slowly said, "Little fox, the time is almost up."

Rong Fei's expression remained unchanged, as if she had known this all along.

As soon as Jiang Fei finished speaking, a loud noise came from the Holy Mountain Range behind him, and a crack appeared in the center of the mountain range.

The next instant, the gap grew larger and larger.

"Activate the formation!" Someone transmitted their voice from afar, the divine sound echoing.

The mountain peaks, like chess pieces under control, shifted and transformed into a formation.

The sacred mountain, which was as beautiful as a painting last night, is now shrouded in smoke and fumes.

The spot where Jiang Fei stood had transformed into a bottomless, pitch-black abyss, abyss possessing a power capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, constantly trying to suck her into it.

Jiang Fei used his divine power to resist the formation.

She could resist the formations created by ordinary immortals and even easily fight against the large army that came to attack her.

However, the divine voice rang out again: "Array core, return to your position!"

Jiang Fei saw the goddess Yunyan, destined by fate, leap into the formation.

In just a moment, Jiang Fei felt the force suddenly increase, as if an invisible hand was grabbing her body and pulling her toward the abyss.

The divine power and demonic aura carried by the army continued to assault them.

Jiang Fei felt something tugging at the hem of her clothes.

Jiang Fei turned her head and saw that Da Long was struggling to bite her dress, trying to free her from the formation.

However, the formation was too powerful, and its body was already covered in blood.

"Good boy." Jiang Fei patted the dragon's head, used his divine power to send it out of the formation, then lowered his eyes, looked at the dark abyss, and smiled after a long while: "Just playing around."

The moment she withdrew her divine power and fell into the formation, Jiang Fei heard a roar.

"Jiang Fei!"

It seemed to be calling her name.

Jiang Fei looked up and heard a clear dragon roar. Then, the jade-white dragon god appeared in the clouds and flew towards her.

Beneath the God of Slaughter Formation, all was empty and desolate.

It was as cold and gloomy as purgatory, as if it would freeze every inch of your bones.

The invisible divine power, with its overwhelming force, attacked from all directions like a barrage of arrows, attempting to pierce every inch of her skin, tear her to pieces, and turn her into dust.

Jiang Fei had never witnessed such powerful divine force before, so he quickly activated his protective divine light to resist these piercing attacks.

But in the next instant, the protective divine light gently rippled twice, and Jiang Fei felt a sharp pain in his lungs.

She reached down to her abdomen and then realized what was happening.

God-killing wine.

It destroyed her internal organs, the protective divine light disappeared, and her divine power weakened.

Divine power from all directions assaulted her body, causing her to be slowly tortured, her blood and bones breaking into pieces.

This must be what pain feels like.

"Jiang Fei!" A voice roared her name.

Jiang Fei opened her eyes and looked at the figure radiating a clear blue light flying towards her from above, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion.

It took her a while to remember that Lian Jia had her blood on him, so he could naturally enter the God of Slaughter Formation.

Outside the formation, a deafening roar erupted: "We beg Emperor Lianjia to save Yunyan, kill the goddess, and uphold the justice of Heaven!"

The sound was so powerful and magnificent.

"Jiang Fei!" The voice was still calling her.

He wanted to fly to her.

However, Jiang Fei's eyes flickered.

In the next instant, the God of Slaughter Formation activated dramatically, and the Holy Mountain Range seemed to shift and change shape.

At the heart of the formation, a soft voice called out, "Brother Lianjia."

Just like what Jiang Fei heard when he severed Lian Jia's marriage thread.

Then, she saw Lianjia's body being "pulled" away from her by that invisible force.

It's as if it's correcting all of this.

After an unknown period of time, the formation suddenly roared.

The key point of the formation disappeared.

The power of the God-Slaying Array had weakened somewhat, but its strength still seemed poised to destroy everything.

Jiang Fei closed her eyes.

God-Slaying Wine, God-Killing Formation.

One whale falls, and all things come to life.

That's utter nonsense about the Way of Heaven.

Jiang Fei suddenly opened his eyes and released his remaining divine power without any restraint.

Golden light, like wings, defended against the surrounding attacks.

After an unknown period of time, a loud bang was heard, and the Holy Mountain range split open.

The God of Slaughter Formation is broken.

When Jiang Fei walked out of the God of Slaughter Formation, he was met with the shocked gazes of everyone.

She simply walked on, one step at a time.

Sharp pebbles on the ground and the grass and trees nearby easily cut her body, and blood oozed from her bare soles and calves with every step.

Jiang Fei remained oblivious.

Until someone nearby called out to her in a daze, "Jiang Fei".

Jiang Fei turned her head, looked at Lian Jia, and then glanced at Yun Yan, who was very weak after being rescued not far away. Suddenly, the inner core bead chain on her wrist broke and fell to the ground.

The beaded necklace was the first gift Lianjia gave her.

Now that it's broken, it saves her the trouble of picking it herself, since she doesn't have the strength to do so anyway.

Jiang Fei continued forward.

Her sacred mountain has been reduced to ruins.

Her dragon was covered in wounds.

Every blade of grass and every tree in her land was engulfed in karmic fire.

Jiang Fei coughed softly, her whole body aching as if someone were slicing her flesh piece by piece. Her internal organs were turning into blood little by little, and her divine power was scattered. As a primordial god, she was even weaker than the weakest person in the human world.

A metallic taste of blood filled her throat. Jiang Fei leaned forward slightly, her white dress remaining spotless and as clean as ever.

"To avoid future troubles..." Above, a deity seemed to be angrily trying to eradicate the threat completely.

Jiang Fei remained unaware until he returned to the cave. There, he used the last ounce of divine power within his body to create a protective barrier around the cave and cast a spell in the name of his innate divine body:

Whether she is dead or alive, only she may enter this barrier.

None of the living beings in the six realms can do it.

She lay on the ice bed and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Perhaps Heaven is blind, and she may be able to awaken.

Perhaps... he will ascend to immortality from this point on.

Just before falling into a deep sleep, he heard a commotion outside: "There is no life left in the cave."

"The goddess is dead."

Two thousand years passed, and a wisp of consciousness entered her mind, forcing out her soul.

With a calm, emotionless voice, that wisp of consciousness told her that it was the system.

...

[System: Host? Host?]

Jiang Fei slowly opened his eyes. The barrier still enveloped the palace, and the wine jar beside him was already empty.

Above her head, the hairpin, imbued with consciousness by the system, moved slightly.

[System: Host, what's wrong?]

Jiang Fei turned her gaze, took the hairpin off her hair, and played with it in her hand: "It's nothing, I just had a dream."

It was all just a dream.

Eventually, you'll wake up.

Outside the palace, a low, husky voice called out: "Jiang Fei."