The Nine Sun Realm God shook his head: "I don't know."

The gods sighed. They respected and feared the Three Thousand World Gods. When they learned that she was the God of Heaven, they felt even more terrified and emotional.

Fate cannot be defied, but she defied it.

So, she had to bear the consequences of this fate.

The gods outside the heavens did not get the permission of the gods of the three thousand realms, and they could not enter the three thousand realms to observe the current situation, so they could only sense from the outside that the fate of the three thousand realms was gradually improving.

If they could see the current situation in the Three Thousand Realms, they would probably be extremely shocked.

Within the Three Thousand Realms, on the bloody battlefield between the realms of gods and demons, the countless corpses that had originally fallen in a pool of blood were pierced through by rays of white light. No matter how severe the injuries or how many heads and limbs the corpses had, they were healing rapidly and gradually returning to their original appearance.

The souls of those creatures that self-destructed gradually recovered, but they had no physical bodies.

And the gods who had been stilled were able to move, and the first thing they did was look up at the sky.

There was no God Lord, no figure with thin shoulders that could hold up the world's people...

In order to save them, the god sacrificed himself and saved everyone.

All the gods could hear the sounds and movements made by the Lord God not long ago, but they could not move. They were heartbroken and could not help but shed tears. They knelt down with a plop and bowed their heads in silence.

All living beings knelt to see the Lord off.

The man in silver clothes had bloodshot eyes. He kept searching around and cried out in a tearful voice:

"Zheng'er! Zheng'er, where are you?! Don't scare Daddy!"

He imagined the scene of his daughter's sacrifice, and he was in agony. He staggered a few steps, knelt on the ground, and clutched the soil with both hands. He said in agony: "Daddy... hasn't reunited with you yet, and Daddy hasn't bought you any spiritual fruit yet..."

Di Lan walked to his side and hugged Yun Junyue silently.

Yun Junyue's tears could not stop flowing. He asked in a trembling voice, "Lan'er, Lan'er, why is our daughter the Divine Lord? If she wasn't the Divine Lord, would she not have to die?"

"Jun Yue." Di Lan's eyes were red, her heart was broken. She once thought that if she was not the Emperor Phoenix God, Zheng'er was not the Lord God, and their family had not experienced so many hardships and twists and turns, perhaps they would also be a happy family.

Di Lan burst into tears and said, "You look like this, which will make Zheng'er sad."

Upon hearing this, Yun Junyue lowered his head and buried it in her neck, suppressing his tears, as if he wanted to vent the pain and sadness in his heart. At this moment, he was just a father who had lost his daughter.

At this time, the cubs also burst into tears.

Shi Erbao's eyes were empty as she fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face. She pouted in grievance, "Mother, please don't leave me..."

"The master won't die! You all lied to me!"

"Woo woo woo, the master will not abandon us! She must still be alive. I will wait for her to come back..."

Dajuan no longer had the composure he had at first. His whole body was shaking. He knelt on the ground and cried out loudly.

"Master, come back——"

"I want you back!"

…

Di Nian thrust the knife in his hand into the ground. He pulled out a delicate flower from his waist, smashed it into powder, and let the powder float into the air with the wind.

Di Nian raised his hands to cover his face, faintly, tiny tears slipped from his fingers.

“Zheng Zheng…”

"Why did you disappear from your uncle's sight again? Your uncle can't bear this kind of pain. You are so evil."

His cries were low and trembling, as if he was suffering endless pain.

…

——In the ancient war between gods and demons, almost all gods were sacrificed.

——And in this great battle between gods and demons, only the Lord God was sacrificed.

Those creatures who chose to self-destruct in order to protect the common people recovered their souls, but their bodies did not recover quickly. After their souls recovered, they fell into a deep sleep and it was unknown when they would wake up.

At this moment, Grandpa Yun and Yun Miao, who were far away in the Yunshuang Continent, seemed to sense the passing of their loved ones, and they burst into tears.

I feel a stuffy sensation in my chest.

Old Master Yun seemed to be very old. He leaned weakly on the table, then sat down on the chair with red eyes.

He murmured softly, "My Zheng'er, you must come back alive."

The last time I felt inexplicably sad was when Zheng'er died a few years ago.

Yun Miao walked to his side, her lips trembling slightly, and slowly comforted him: "Dad, Zheng'er, and my brother and sister-in-law will be fine, don't worry."

Old Master Yun's face was filled with pain. He hammered his thigh vigorously and said self-reproachfully, "I should have known this long ago. That girl left in such a hurry when she came back last time. Something must have happened outside. Why didn't I try to keep her?"

"Dad, don't think about things so hopelessly." Yun Miao was slightly startled when she saw this, and quickly reached out to grab his arm to prevent him from hurting herself.

"But, Miao'er..." Old Man Yun cried, his eyes filled with unconcealable sorrow. He said in a trembling voice, "What I feel now is exactly the same as last time, even more painful..."

Yun Miao's heart was shocked.

"Zheng'er..."

Just now the earth shook and the sky changed drastically, as if the end of the world had come. Then a warm golden light enveloped the area, and everything returned to calm.

Yun Miao had a guess in her mind, and her face changed in shock. Could this be related to Zheng'er?

…

The continent of gods and demons, the realm of gods.

Today, the divine realm has become a ruin and a mess. The strong smell of blood has not yet subsided. When the divine armies and priests from the five extraterritorial realms return, they witness this extremely shocking scene.

Fortunately, everyone is still alive.

The souls of gods such as Ling Heng, Feng Wen, Yang Shi, and Jing Yu, the sea god, are still there. They have fallen into a deep sleep, and they were summoned from the divine space by He Bo, the thunder god.

The Netherworld God Yueming was covered in blood. As soon as he returned, he anxiously asked, "Where is the Lord God?"

The God of Light's face was filled with sorrow, and his nose felt slightly sour. "The Lord God has... fallen. She sacrificed herself to save everyone."

Hearing this, Yue Ming seemed to be shocked and took a few steps back.

He held his head in self-blame, feeling guilty about his incompetence. Just as he was about to go berserk, he was stopped by the Emperor Phoenix God.

"Yue Ming, stop. The Divine Lord doesn't want to see you like this."

Yue Ming suddenly stopped, staring at the Emperor Phoenix God with bloodshot eyes, and asked with sobs choking several times, "Lan Qing, can the Lord God return to reincarnation?"

The Emperor Phoenix God was silent and looked away in sorrow.

The Divine Lord has already reincarnated a hundred times, and this life is her last. She cannot reincarnate again unless there is a miracle...

When Yue Ming saw this, no matter how stupid he was, he understood.

The Emperor Phoenix God lowered his eyes and said, "Next, we will send the gods and other living beings who have recovered their souls after the self-explosion to the ancient miracle land to recuperate and wait for them to wake up from their slumber. Also, we will begin rebuilding the God Realm..."