Chapter 159 Chapter 159 "The Crime of Patricide."

The forbidden technique was activated, and the blue and red light emanating from the spiritual platform intertwined together, quickly wrapping Jiu Zhao and the God Emperor into cocoons.

Following the cycle of red in and blue out, Jiu Zhao watched as his own power flowed into the body of the God Emperor bit by bit.

His gray face regained its youthful and handsome appearance under the vitality, and the frost on his temples was also covered with the black color of crow feathers.

These changes visible to the naked eye all indicated that the toxicity had subsided, and that the God Emperor's body had undergone an incredible reversal of time.

Xingyao, who had been taking advantage of her all along, actually told the truth about this matter.

Jiu Zhao's heart, which was filled with bitterness, suddenly felt a little grateful.

The good times didn’t last long.

The Life Stacking Technique had barely been performed halfway when a familiar muffled thunder sounded above the cocoon.

The scene of Xingyao being chopped to ashes was still vivid in Jiuzhao's mind. He froze and raised his eyes passively, looking towards the source of the sound.

However, the divine punishment did not give her any time to buffer. After the lightning gathered, it struck the Divine Emperor's spiritual platform.

Boom!

What caught my eye before anything else was the indescribable smell of burning.

All the thunderbolts penetrated the God Emperor's forehead, abruptly severing the magical light that connected the two of them like a vein.

It also shattered all the thoughts in Jiu Zhao's mind.

“No, no no no—”

She screamed in shock and wanted to throw herself on the God Emperor to bear the consequences for her father.

However, the divine punishment only interrupted the operation of the life-stacking technique, and the cocoon that wrapped the two people did not dissipate immediately for some reason.

Her movements were restricted, and she watched as the thunderbolt struck the God Emperor endlessly, one, two, three times...

Blood trickled down the corner of his lips, and then the blood line widened, with the hot liquid staining half of his jaw.

A very light and low moan suddenly sounded.

With a violent trembling of the eyelids, the eyes that had been closed for many days suddenly opened, and looked right into Jiu Zhao's scarlet eyes.

"father--"

"Zhao'er."

It had been a long time since the God Emperor spoke, and his voice was rough and hoarse.

There was no surprise or bewilderment on his face about what was happening at the moment. Jiu Zhao actually caught a glimpse of a sense of relief from it.

"Father knows that you entered my sea of ​​consciousness and read the past memories of my breakup with your Mother Goddess."

When divine punishment comes, death is certain.

The God Emperor didn't have much time left, so he spoke directly to the point.

Jiu Zhao moved his lips but remained silent.

She looked at the God Emperor without blinking. The thousands of words that came to her mind the moment she learned the truth turned into silent gaze at this moment.

"Many years before your father was crown prince and fell in love with your Mother Goddess, your grandfather, knowing his fate was drawing to a close, spent his remaining life foretelling the future of the Three Pure Ones. He received a prophecy that your father would be the last emperor, and that a phoenix would overthrow the upper realm and take his place."

The truth of the darkness that could not be seen was spoken lightly by the God Emperor.

Large pieces of skin particles suddenly exploded on the back of Jiu Zhao's neck. The edges of her pupils dilated violently, unable to hide her surprise.

"Prophecies are always like this, hiding the beginning and revealing the end, never willing to speak clearly. Furthermore, at that time, the Phoenix Clan was growing stronger and stronger, and your Mother Goddess and Wu Shao, a pair of rare geniuses, emerged. Your Mother Goddess was bright and passionate, while Wu Shao was outspoken and unruly, and they quickly accumulated a group of followers among their classmates in the academy.

“And the Nirvana Fire cultivated with the power of True Blood has always been the highest-level and most powerful technique of the Three Pure Ones. It can burn a thousand fields, incinerating everything in its path.

"The Phoenix Clan is born with such a killer move. Add to that Wu Shao's nature of striving for first place in everything and never wanting to be left behind, how can we not be wary?

“So, everything that followed happened.

"I fell in love with your Mother Goddess, excluded Wu Shao, and conspired to drive out the Phoenix Clan."

The weak tone of the God Emperor's voice was distorted and ethereal amid the increasingly loud thunder.

He paused, swallowing his dry throat. "In fact, your grandfather and I's plan did succeed. The Phoenix Clan fell into evil and became demons. In one day, they went from being the most prominent family in the upper realm to being the rats that everyone wanted to kill. We successfully expelled the greatest threat to the stability of the throne—

"The only unexpected thing was that I couldn't control my emotions and fell in love with your mother sincerely.

"I loved her so much that she risked her life on the battlefield while shielding me from a sword. I would rather use forbidden techniques to exchange my life for hers.

"After performing the Life-Duplication Technique without telling her, I knew that my life span would be no more than a thousand years, so I took advantage of the few remaining days to conceive you.

"In the Three Pure Heavens, where immortal couples unite solely for profit and often change their minds, I understand that your mother's love is precious. She and her Phoenix Clan are steadfast and loyal supporters of a married couple. To repay her love and repay the debt of exploiting her, I am willing to dedicate my life and everything I have to her.

“However, all of this was destroyed by the memory fragments that Wu Shao left behind in the Phoenix Sacred Tree.

“In order to become a demon without weaknesses, he abandoned his feelings for your Mother Goddess and threw them like garbage into the burning holy land.

"Whether he's alive or dead, he's never willing to let me and Tai'e get along well!"

The pain inflicted on the body and soul by the divine punishment was not as severe as the resentment that the God Emperor felt towards Wu Shao.

This was also the first time in tens of millions of years that Jiu Zhao witnessed his Father God, who was calm and composed in the face of everything, become so emotional that his face was distorted.

Excessive love and hate can turn people into demons.

It can also turn gods who have grown up under the strict laws of heaven into hideous monsters.

"That day, your mother goddess and I had an argument. She vowed never to see me again, even in life or death. Since then, she has taken refuge in Chuntai Palace and has never seen me again.

"When I saw her again, the life-span technique had broken, and the vitality I had spent flowed back into my body. Then came the news that she had committed suicide."

"For thirty thousand years since her death, I have only known that I am alive, but I am just an empty shell, without any joy.

"The result today is my own fault, I can't blame anyone else.

"The only one who's sorry... is you, my daughter."

The power of divine punishment is irresistible even to the gods.

The spirit platform was destroyed, and half of the God Emperor's face was exposed with flesh and bones.

After he confessed his life, he raised his hand with all his strength, trying to touch Jiu Zhao's face, which was already covered in tears.

But the obstacle between the two of them seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

To avoid harming innocent people, the Heavenly Dao binds the suffering people with barriers - the barriers will not be removed until they die.

The brilliance of the forbidden technique gradually dissipated, and Jiu Zhao knelt on the ground. She tried desperately to hold the God Emperor's hand back, but was bounced away again and again.

The God Emperor raised the corner of his lips and gave her an apologetic smile:

"Zhao'er, these years, I have tolerated and indulged you because of my guilt towards Tai'e, but I also long to continue my unfulfilled ambitions in you.

"You are the daughter I gave birth to with the person I love most.

"But it was also me who caused you to be betrayed by Lan Qi and abandoned by Fu Xu, trapped in the position of crown prince, feeling depressed and helpless, and even developing inner demons."

"I never asked you what kind of life you wanted...

"Perhaps I was wrong all those years ago when you told me you didn't want to be the God-Emperor."

The God Emperor lowered his hand from the barrier.

The poison that accelerated the spread of the poison by forcing him to be conscious, and the cruel thunder punishment, deprived him of the last ray of light in the depths of his pupils.

The bulging quilt fell down inch by inch, and his body, starting from his feet, disintegrated into crystal-clear light dust.

"Sorry, if there is still a chance.

"I just hope you can have the life you truly desire."

…

The funeral bell, symbolizing the fall of the God Emperor, rang out from the highest point of the Three Pure Heavens.

From the Ziwei Palace in the central court to the four realms of the God King, there are nine of them, resounding throughout the entire earth.

Yishan, who heard the noise, led his immortal soldiers to break through the barrier and rush into the bedroom, but found that there was no one on the God Emperor's bed.

Jiu Zhao still sat on the ground in a daze.

"Your Highness, what happened? How could the throne suddenly collapse?!"

Yishan bowed deeply, and without waiting for Jiuzhao to wake him up, he stepped forward in panic and raised questions.

“…”

The only answer he got was silence.

Heaven played a joke on Jiu Zhao again.

Those who wanted to live couldn't live, and those who wanted to die couldn't die.

Now, because of the second implementation of the life-overlapping technique, she also lost her father.

But what did she do wrong?

Mortals pray to gods and Buddhas in the hope that others can realize their inner wishes.

Jiu Zhao herself is a deity, and she has always believed that if she wants to get something, she can only fight for it with her own hands.

But this time, she really wanted to find the invisible god hidden under the way of heaven and ask him how much more suffering she had to endure in this life before she could taste it all.

She had no words to defend herself.

He slowly turned his head in the darkness, his red eyes like dying embers in the depths of despair.

…

The news that Jiu Zhao Shen Ji was possessed by a demon and killed her father spread like wildfire.

It was already midnight, but the Purple Palace was as bright as day, with candlelight blazing.

After receiving the secret letter, Fu Xu rushed back as quickly as possible.

However, the journey from the border to Sanqingtian is long, and it takes a lot of time to open the long-distance teleportation array.

He walked into the hall exhausted and saw Jiu Zhao kneeling on the ground with his head bowed under the throne.

The remaining gods and supreme gods of Sanqing Heaven, except for the Sun God Zhu Yao and the Southern God King on the front line, were all dressed in plain clothes and standing in the hall.

The Divine Emperor has passed away. According to their status, whoever steps forward to preside over the trial of the crown prince will be suspected of being eager to take over and seize power.

Seeing Fuxu, the chief of the supreme gods, arrive, the Western God King thought that it was the immortal officials sent by Mount Yi to all directions who reported the news and alarmed him out of seclusion.

Although he was grieving, he still had his sanity.

There are doubts everywhere in this matter.

If Jiu Zhao really committed patricide, she must have hated the God Emperor very much in her heart, so why would she be so heartbroken?

Wiping the moisture from the corners of his eyes, he rushed over before everyone else and reported the current situation in a low voice:

"Her Highness Jiu Zhao has confessed to her patricide, and no matter how I question her, she refuses to reveal the entire story. Yishan and the immortal soldiers who rushed to protect the emperor witnessed it firsthand. She and the emperor were the only two in the chamber. Furthermore, her demonic red eyes are another piece of irrefutable evidence. "Since Her Highness refuses to speak, there's no turning back. With all the ministers gathered, and the Sun God, who has always remained aloof from the court, unconcerned with worldly affairs, making no difference whether he's there or not... I'm afraid the verdict will be tonight, and Her Highness will be sentenced to the death penalty for abandoning the immortal realm and becoming a demon, and for plotting to murder the emperor."

Fu Xu listened attentively, his narrow black eyes turned sideways, and he asked in a calm voice:

"The Western Divine King means that he has absolute trust in the character of Jiu Zhao Shen Ji and is certain that she would not kill her father and king. Does he want to guarantee her?"

This problem is very serious.

Not to mention Jiu Zhao personally admitting to having killed the God Emperor, even if she cried out that it was injustice—

In the face of overwhelming evidence, how many people would dare to risk their lives and property to stand on her side?

The Western God King was slightly surprised by Fuxu's attitude.

But then I realized that the relationship between the other party and Jiu Zhao was a thing of the past, so there was really no need to worry about Jiu Zhao.

His eyes dimmed, he left Fuxu with a wave of his sleeves and stood back in his original position.

…

Greet each other with greetings.

Yishan landed half a step behind Fuxu.

The two rows on the left and right were filled with important officials from the upper realm, holding their breath in concentration. Outside the open palace door were soldiers covered in silver helmets.

This trial, which is destined to have a heavy outcome, is about to begin.

The night wind blows across the bright candlelight, and flickering light shadows flash into the eyes.

Jiu Zhao felt a sharp pain in his pupils, and in a trance, he felt a warmth flowing.

She reached out and gently stroked her eyelashes, but they were dry.