"you!"

"Gu Liang".

Immortal Venerable Feng Li spoke up to stop the Immortal Emperor, who was furious after being humiliated by Chu Yu's words.

Since Immortal Venerable Feng Li spoke up, even though the Immortal Emperor had never taken Chu Yu seriously, he couldn't say anything more.

However, they didn't have much time to argue. Soon, a torrent of resentment pressed down on them, and everyone was too busy to take care of themselves.

After spending some time here, I figured it should be about time. I glanced at the golden barrier and stepped out without hesitation.

This situation needs to end!

Chu Yu's robes were torn in several places. He had deliberately worn black today because he didn't want people to see that he was bleeding when he went back. However, the wounds were increasing, including wounds on his face.

The sky was completely obscured by countless magic arrays, making it impossible to discern the sky's original color. As Hua walked through the crowd, all she could hear were the sounds of battle, deafening battle cries. Blood and severed limbs littered the ground; everything was red, red was everywhere she looked.

The stench of blood even overwhelmed the resentment. People kept dying. Hua looked at the scene before her and felt an overwhelming sense of familiarity. It took her a long time to remember.

She had seen such a hell on earth before, in the world of sorrow and despair.

So, Chu Yu lied to her again; what she saw then wasn't an illusion at all, but the future.

It turns out that she had glimpsed the future from within the sorrowful void so long ago...

"Xi Yue, it looks like we're seeing Xiao Hua!"

Before Xi Yue could finish speaking, Qing Feng interjected with absolute certainty, "Absolutely impossible! How could anyone possibly break the formation I personally set up!"

Xu Bing looked more closely at the small figure walking towards the center, and the more she looked, the more she felt it was Xiao Hua. Undeterred, she said again, "Look, it really does look like Xiao Hua!"

Xi Yue and Qing Feng looked in the direction Xu Bing was pointing.

"Hey, you know what, it really does look a bit like it."

Xi Yue was more observant, and after carefully confirming, she quickly said, "What do you mean 'looks like'! That's Xiao Hua!"

"How could this be? I didn't sense anyone breaking the barrier!"

Xi Yue frowned deeply, "If Liao Liao walked out on her own, of course you wouldn't be able to sense it!"

The goddess Xi Yue vaguely guessed what Hua was planning to do, but they were currently entangled and unable to break free. All she could do was shout to Chu Yu, who was closest to Hua not far away, "Chu Yu, go and stop her!"

Chu Yu, who was fighting fiercely, heard the voice of the goddess Xi Yue and quickly searched the battlefield for Hua's figure. Finally, he saw Hua not far away.

"Liao Liao, stop right now!"

Hua ignored him and continued walking forward. With each step, the golden thread and red lotus mark between his brows shone brighter.

What is she trying to do?

The Immortal Emperor muttered to himself, utterly puzzled.

"Sacrifice!"

"What? A sacrifice?"

After speaking, Immortal Venerable Feng Li ignored the Immortal Emperor's exaggerated reaction.

A pair of old, cloudy eyes stared in the direction of the flower.

Now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, there's nothing more he can do. He's waited three hundred thousand years, and he was on the verge of success, but now it's all going to be for naught...

"Stop!!"

Those vengeful spirits blocked Chu Yu's path, and no matter how desperately he shouted, the flowers did not stop.

The red lotus between his brows had bloomed to its fullest extent, its red color eerily alluring, yet the gold threads connecting it added a touch of divinity.

Hua turned back to look at the battlefield, where the sounds of fighting were deafening.

Watching wave after wave of people fall down,

Looking at the three high gods, Xi Yue, Qing Feng, and Xu Bing, whom even they were struggling to deal with,

Looking at Chu Yu, whose face was filled with fear as he desperately ran towards her...

Everything seemed to freeze in the whispers of the flowers:

The goddess flower blooms, offering her soul as a sacrifice, in solemn reverence! May the six realms be clear and bright!

"It's done!!!"

"That's it!"

"Little Flower!"

"it took!"

Chu Yu screamed on the verge of collapse as he ran towards Hua, but how could he possibly break the array barrier formed by the sacrifice of the Pure Lotus?

Even if you combined the power of three supreme gods, you still couldn't break it!

Chu Yu frantically rammed into the barrier again and again, but it was all destined to be in vain...

Hua slowly rose into the air, the radiance emanating from her body dispelling all the resentment on the battlefield between gods and demons.

The heart that had been spent was gradually calming down.

"Chu Yu, I am the Pure Lotus of the World. My destiny was predetermined from the moment I was born into this world."

She was originally a Pure Lotus created by the Ancestral God from his heart's blood to drive away the resentment of the Six Realms; this was her duty.

Too many people sacrificed themselves because of the fate she was meant to have.

She saw in Chu Yu's Mirror of Life that the six realms were now in turmoil, with rivers of blood flowing.

I saw it as fragmented;

I saw endless red...

If she had understood sooner, Xiaolian wouldn't have died, and neither would Sister Wanke...

Now, if her life could be exchanged for peace in the six realms,

She's willing!

"Liao Liao, stop! Trust me! There will be a way! Everything will be resolved!"

"Chu Yu, I have always believed in you, but the burden of the common people is too heavy for me to bear!"

Chu Yu is the chief god, not only the chief god of the divine realm, but also the chief god of all living beings in the six realms!

The fate of all people is none of my concern, but...

Chu Yu, from the moment I saw you among the common people,

The joy of all beings in the six realms thus became my concern...

The common people see you, and you see the common people.

The flower's true form gradually transformed into specks of light that scattered across the six realms.

Wherever he went, resentment dissipated, the six realms cheered, and everywhere was a scene of joy and celebration.

"We can finally go home!"

"The Nightmare is gone! The Nightmare is gone!"

"I can finally get a good night's sleep! I don't have to live in fear anymore!"

"Peace has finally been restored to the Six Realms!"

......

People only care about their own interests; they don't care about the sacrifices others have made. At least at this moment, apart from a few, no one remembers that this peace was bought at the cost of a little goddess of the gods.

They only knew that they were safe; they didn't care about the lives of others at all!

As her soul completely dissipated, Hua thought, there was still one thing she hadn't said to Chu Yu.

Chu Yu, I like you...

Then, it vanished completely into nothingness.

For the first time, Chu Yu staggered, losing his composure, reaching out to grasp the light, wanting to hold onto those who were no longer there.

But how can light be grasped...?

So many people found happiness in this catastrophe.

So many filthy and despicable people are still alive.

So many selfish, greedy people are still alive and well.

However, Chu Yu, the supreme god of the six realms, tragically lost his beloved.

Back in the Land of Sorrow, Chu Yu didn't choose between the Six Realms and the Flower; he chose to cleave the illusion with his sword.

Even powerful figures like Yun Yao and Yi, in their prime, could not break free from the shackles of fate.

Even Chu Yu, the current supreme god of the six realms, couldn't save his beloved...