Reinhard stood up; this time he really went out.

"Hmm."

Ao Xuling remained silent for a long time, then turned half of his face to the side: "So you killed my sister, my brother... and so many gods, just to make a deal with them, just to end that breath of fire?"

“It can’t end, because it’s not enough.” The young war god walked out of the pavilion and put on his armor and cloak again.

Ao Xuling wanted to follow, but a wave of weakness washed over her, causing her to fall helplessly back onto the cloud bed.

Her divine right of beauty was also taken away by Reinhard.

"A few quasi-god kings, dozens of main gods and thousands of higher gods... none of them are worthy of making Xie Mi take action to end this end."

As he walked to the railing, Reinhard turned back and looked at her one last time, determined to etch her into his soul forever.

"But at least one person can be saved... one god."

He took a step, and he was already on the horizon.

Countless divine powers materialized behind him, casting a massive, all-encompassing curtain.

The power of the gods is already in place; only this final step remains.

He grew taller and more majestic, his figure towering above heaven and earth.

Then he knelt down.

He tore open his own chest, and divine blood splattered across the sky.

Faint starlight filled the sky, and an invisible contract connected the other side of the heavens; the offerings were being decomposed.

Reinhard chuckled as he looked at the tearful girl not far away.

It was supposed to be a solemn farewell, but he suddenly frowned, and a gust of wind transformed into cloth and draped it over the girl.

He certainly didn't want to invite a male Evil Spirit... if the Evil Spirit species had male and female distinctions.

Ao Xuling was clearly clenching his teeth in anger, but at this moment he was conflicted and tears were streaming down his face.

Until I saw that the towering man also turn into starlight, dissipating into the unknown and unreachable source of evil.

The world was empty.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

It sounded like knocking on a door, or like the beating of a drum.

A dim shadow loomed over the sky, far surpassing the power of the heavens.

Behind that shadow seemed to be another dimension, with countless shadows overlapping each other, indescribable and beyond description.

What emerged was only one of them, and it did not seem to be the main body, but rather a clone or projection.

This shadow was so vast, far exceeding the Three Thousand Three Hundred Realms, that it casually cast a beam of light downwards, protecting the Ao Xu Ling as a result of a previous promise.

But she only stared at another part of the sky, the sky where his last smile was.

We only realize our regret when we lose something, and we only realize how irretrievable it is when we can no longer recover it.

She lost another person who was most important to her.

...

Until—that last breath of fire was completely burned away, leaving only ashes scattered across the world, and only that girl stood unharmed in the same spot.

Ashes scattered and broken everywhere; if they were gathered together, they would probably only leave behind a single ash star with a diameter of only tens of thousands of miles...

The evil light receded, the enormous shadow faded, and it was leaving.

It possesses extremely strong corrosive and assimilative properties, but this evil spirit did not corrupt the Arcane Spirit along with it.

The girl was so beautiful that she briefly awakened its former consciousness, making it reluctant to taint her. It even suspected that she naturally possessed the principles of "beauty".

The solitary Owl walks amidst the swirling, pale ashes; she is the only remaining god among all realms.

She is the lowest-ranking deity.

The evil has faded and disappeared by more than half, and is about to return completely to the shadow dimension behind it. After all, it is the maintainer of spacetime causality and the orderkeeper of the universe.

The sacrifice of trade is only a tiny fraction of its power, and there is no reason for it to stay here all the time.

But then the girl looked up at the receding shadows and raised her exquisitely beautiful face.

She parted her lips slightly and said, "Please wait a moment."

The shadow froze.

“I want him.”

...

(Levels 1-4: Zero Realm; Levels 5-6: First Realm; Levels 7-8: Second Realm; Level 9: Lower God, comparable to the early stage of the Third Realm; Level 10: Middle God, peak of the Third Realm; Level 11: Upper God, early stage of the Fourth Realm; Level 12: Main God, peak of the Fourth Realm; Level 13: Above Main God, early stage of the Fifth Realm; Level 14: Quasi-God King, perfected Fifth Realm; Level 15: God King, the first level of the Sixth Realm, having condensed the Dao Seal)

(In addition, due to differences in race and world environment, even ordinary gods in this world, whose adulthood is comparable to the early stage of the third realm, can live to be 500,000 to 600,000 years old, and some gods with divine authority can live to be tens of millions of years old without any problem.)