Chapter 141 Chapter 141 "Now I finally died for you." ...

The thing seemed to be fixed by a spell, sticking hot to his back.

Immediately afterwards, a damp warmth seeped into the fabric of Jiu Zhao's clothes at the back.

The weapon between her fingers slipped from her hand, and her two arms fell limply on both sides of her body.

“Aro!!”

The Western God King suddenly cried out in shock and pain.

Jiuzhao turned his head very slowly, and his peripheral vision caught Yingluo's pale face.

Further down, a sword that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar pierced through his chest, just a hair's breadth away from piercing her flesh.

In the distance, with the help of the two rebellious God Kings, Wu Shao, who had temporarily escaped from the control of Mount Yi, frowned as he took the time to hunt down the two men.

There was pity in his eyes, but when he saw Jiu Zhao looking at him, he looked relieved and raised his eyebrows at her.

Endless demonic energy flowed through his palms. He slowly closed his palms, and the long sword inserted into Ying Luo's body immediately responded with a buzzing sound.

The sound of a sharp weapon pulling away from the sticky flesh and blood continued to grow louder between Jiu Zhao and Ying Luo.

Realizing that Wu Shao intended to draw out Lie Xiao, he continued the attack.

Yingluo immediately put his fingers together to form a palm and slapped it towards his heart, holding it in place and preventing it from moving.

Unable to pull it out smoothly, Wu Shao sneered, "You really are not afraid of death!"

As he spoke, he winked at his allies who had the upper hand in the battle between the four kings, and ordered the Northern God King to come and entangle Yishan.

He then leaped and flew towards Jiu Zhao.

Under Wu Shao's control, Lie Xiao changed his intention to withdraw and moved around in the chest cavity even more vigorously.

Yingluo spat out a mouthful of blood in pain and shoved Jiuzhao backhandedly: "Hurry up, or it will be too late!"

The divine power of half the body, far exceeding that of a celestial being, also corroded the tampered restriction and created a hole as high as a person.

A few feet away, Wu Shao's figure was approaching rapidly.

Just a few steps away, Yingluo's face was clearly overwhelmed.

Jiu Zhao didn't dare to let her emotions continue to waver. She clenched her teeth and didn't look at Ying Luo again.

Supporting the God Emperor, he turned and rushed out of the big hole.

…

Jiu Zhao rushed to the outside of Shengluantai and found Suiyou, the God of Si De, to explain the situation.

Without saying a word, he led the troops that had been lying in ambush for a long time to Taolin for reinforcement.

Jiu Zhao took the opposite path from him, activated the teleportation array and returned to the God Emperor's Ziwei Palace.

She ordered Dan Lun to urgently summon all the immortal officials from the Divine Doctor Bureau.

All the immortals were crawling and kneeling on the ground, waiting for orders. Xing Yao, who had the most superb medical skills, examined the injuries of the unconscious God Emperor.

After listening to Jiu Zhao's description, Xing Yao sent a wisp of immortal power along the veins of his wrist into the body of the God Emperor.

However, from calm eyes to solemn expression.

Even in the face of complex situations, the diagnosis would not take too long, but she remained silent for a whole incense stick of time.

She raised her head and reported to Jiu Zhao carefully, "Your Highness, the Candle Dragon poison you speak of is completely unheard of by me, and it's not even recorded in medical texts. Even if we were to begin developing an antidote immediately, it would still take considerable time. However, based on what you've said, I suspect that with sufficient power, the toxicity could be temporarily suppressed and its spread slowed. The current problem is that the Emperor's divine power is running low. Although the spread is slow, the poison is already eroding his divine veins."

Jiu Zhao stretched out his hands without thinking: "I have half of the Father God's divine power in my body. I can transfer it back to him to help him suppress the poison."

Once this secret, which only the two of them knew, was revealed.

Even though she was serving Dan Luo so closely, her pupils still showed some hidden ripples.

Xing Yao's expression remained grim, but she didn't soften at all. "Your Highness, I'm not entirely sure about the condition. It would be more reliable if a Supreme God or God King could personally treat it. You're only a celestial being. If your strength isn't enough to suppress the poison, it could lead to untold consequences."

Jiu Zhao was burning with anger.

I just thought that the Divine Doctor's Office where Xingyao was located was far away from Shengluantai, so I didn't know the specific situation yet.

He said hurriedly: "In this situation, how can there be any other--"

Before he could finish his words, the nanmu door of the bedroom was pushed open and the Southern God King entered alone.

She seemed to have just escaped from a fierce battle, her appearance was a little disheveled, and there was a trace of blood under her charming eyes.

"Your Highness, leave it to me. I will suppress the poison for the Emperor."

Jiu Zhao jumped up, walked towards her, and asked, "Aunt Qiongying, how is the situation in Taolin?"

After a moment's silence, the Southern Divine King spoke with difficulty, "Your Highness, please forgive me. Wu Shao and his men were well prepared. When they saw the restriction broken and Sui You led his troops to reinforce, they immediately summoned their magic weapons and left. We were unable to protect you, and only killed a few guards and envoys from the Burning Sea, as well as some tribal immortal soldiers who followed the Second Divine King in the rebellion.

"The Emperor is currently unconscious, but the situation is critical. A collective rebellion in the northern part of Dongyuan is almost certain.

"I implore Your Highness to act on my behalf and respond as soon as possible."

"Okay, I understand."

Jiu Zhao nodded gently, "Tell Fuxu, Suiyou and other gods and immortals to gather at Ziwei Palace. I will go there immediately to discuss the affairs of state."

"Wait, Your Highness, you also have a lot of wounds that need treatment—"

Ignoring Xingyao's warning, she took the Southern Divine King's hand in hers and solemnly said, "I entrust the Father God's affairs to you." She wanted to leave the palace, but the other party hesitated and raised his arm to stop her, "Your Highness, there is another matter. Although I have promised to conceal it for you, I am worried that it will become a lifelong regret for Your Highness—"

"What is it?"

Jiu Zhao suppressed his eyes, which were somewhat numb, and glanced at her.

"Prince Yingluo, he, he shot you through the heart with a sword, and he's seriously injured and dying. He might, might not survive..."

With a loud bang.

Jiu Zhao's brain felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer.

Her eyes were fixed for a moment, her body's impulses replaced her rationality, and the magic circle that teleported to the West Sea rose and spun under her feet.

That’s right.

Your Highness is loyal and righteous.

The dead cannot be resurrected, so it is normal for her to choose to visit Yingluo first.

The Southern God King's eyes flickered and he sighed silently in his heart.

But in the blink of an eye, the colorful magic circle collapsed and went out.

Jiu Zhao quickened his pace and walked out of the hall.

Bright red clothes, jet-black hair.

It made her look like a ghost that would fade away with the passing of time.

"Yingluo is blessed by heaven, and will definitely survive—"

"This Lord, I need to go to the meeting first."

…

Things are urgent.

The speed of formulating countermeasures also far exceeded Jiu Zhao's expectations.

No one below the level of a God can teleport over extremely long distances.

Even if the formation was created with divine power, it could not accommodate more than a hundred people at a time.

Therefore, it was easy for them to leave the peach forest, but it would take some effort for them to reach the border of Sanqingtian, break through the restrictions and return to the Burning Industry Sea.

The Northern God King and the Eastern God King rebelled, and there were hundreds of servants and family members in the God King Palace alone.

They must return to their own territory before they can carry out the next step of their defection plan.

Jiu Zhao, in the name of the Divine Emperor, ordered the border garrisons to strengthen their defenses, and secretly contacted the tribes in the two places who were absolutely loyal to Sanqingtian to monitor the movements of the rebels.

By the time the meeting was over, everyone had done their job and had managed to stabilize the situation.

Jiu Zhao was busy drafting a manifesto for the two rebel kings.

She couldn't get away, so she asked Jiangyu to guard there in her place.

Several hours passed, but Jiangyu still hadn't sent any letter.

Jiu Zhao comforted himself that no news was the best news.

This continued until dark, when she went to visit her Father God again and then rushed to the West Sea without stopping.

Just as he ran to the main house door, Jiu Zhao suddenly heard a loud and long cry from the depths of the courtyard: "Prince——"

She paused.

He was not careful when he took a step and tripped over the high threshold.

His legs were unstable and he suddenly fell to his knees in the corridor. His injured knees hit the hard stone bricks and he felt a piercing pain.

But Jiu Zhao was ignorant and unaware.

She tried several times, using both her hands and feet, and finally crawled up in a miserable state, stumbling into the inner room.

What caught my eye was the tearful face of the Western God King.

The medical officers and servants were still kneeling on the ground.

Jiu Zhao had no intention of observing their expressions. She looked towards the center where the crowd gathered.

On the secret treasure of the West Sea, the thousand-year-old cold jade bed that can quickly heal injuries, the fairy light is shimmering, and there is no trace of human figures.

The Western God King looked up at Jiu Zhao but did not salute.

Enormous pain and inconsolable hatred filled his eyes.

"Jiuzhao."

This was the first time he did not address him as "Your Highness" but called Jiu Zhao by his name.

"Yingluo, my proudest child.

"He changed his gender for you, broke off his engagement for you, and risked the wrath of the world for you.

"I will completely hide my love for you and always stay by your side as a good friend.

"He has loyally protected you for ten thousand years—"

His tone could not hide the despair and sadness of a father who had lost his son:

"Now I have finally died for you."