In the Zhenbei Palace.
Deng Er closed all the doors and windows.
He set up an isolation formation and gave instructions to his two deputy generals.
No one is allowed to enter.
Even if Zhao Qingshuang came.
Neither can I.
The two deputy generals were Deng Er's die-hard followers.
Naturally, we will guard against it strictly.
Deng Er sat down cross-legged and took out the volume of the Investiture of the Gods.
The position of the Emperor of Heaven is always vacant.
Deng Er stretched out his hand and touched the two words "Emperor of Heaven".
There seemed to be a hint of affection in his eyes.
It seems like what you are touching are not two words.
But his lover.
"After today, Daxia will be peaceful and worry-free."
Deng Er murmured softly.
No more hesitation.
His eyes grew firm.
The cultivation in his hands surged.
The life force in his body also began to burn.
His body was carefully designed by Deng Ru.
It can be regarded as the most perfect body.
He who has cultivated his spirit and returned to the realm of emptiness has a lifespan of a thousand years.
He has more than 900 years of life left to burn madly.
until.
Unlock the realm of the Emperor of Heaven.
Along with the infusion of Deng Er’s cultivation and lifespan.
The word "Emperor of Heaven" became more and more eye-catching.
"For the sake of world peace, everyone in the world is willing to die, including me, Deng Ru."
Deng Er recited softly.
His body began to age.
He used to look like a middle-aged man, but now he has become middle-aged.
The cultivation on his body also slowly dissipated.
.......
A day passed.
When the door of the room opened again.
The two lieutenants looked over.
They did not see the once overbearing King Zhenbei.
What they saw.
Just an old man with a staggering gait.
The old man has gray hair.
There are many age spots on the face.
There wasn't a trace of cultivation fluctuation on his body.
Only by the golden armor could the two lieutenants barely distinguish the old man.
This is their King of Zhenbei.
Once upon a time, the military god of Daxia.
He was invincible in battle and conquered every enemy, saving Daxia from danger.
When the people of Daxia were in despair, the King of Zhenbei stepped forward.
"Ahem... Ahem, let's go to court."
Deng Er coughed twice and held a sword in his hand, which was wrapped in a scabbard.
He ignored the shocked looks of the two lieutenants.
Leaning on the Emperor's Sword in his hand, he slowly walked towards the palace.
He has a hunched body and walks with heavy steps.
It is hard to tell that he was the King of Zhenbei who was famous for his extraordinary martial arts just a day ago.
......
"This...is a path I never imagined."
Deng Ru looked at Deng Er's choice.
He couldn't help but sigh.
If it were him.
He would choose to turn all those 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals into puppets.
Because this way, Zhu Dao Ren could be exhausted to death.
It can also make the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals become the armed forces belonging only to the Emperor of Heaven.
The position is extremely stable.
But Deng Er chose another path.
In Deng Ru's opinion, this is a bit too saintly.
He could have chosen to sacrifice the lives of 100,000 people to fulfill his love with Zhao Qingshuang and achieve peace in the world.
But he is not him.
Deng Er is not Deng Ru.
The choices are destined to be different.
Deng Ru would not make such a choice.
But he would not be sarcastic about Deng Er's choice.
Deng Ru doesn't think Deng Er is a saint.
He just doesn't want any more people to die.
......
In the Golden Palace.
The officials of Daxia who had been canonized as gods stood in the Golden Throne Hall.
The divine light shines brightly.
This Golden Palace looks like a heavenly palace.
There was a hint of contempt in the looks these ministers gave Zhao Qingshuang.
Because in their opinion.
It was only a matter of time before Deng Er crowned himself the Emperor of Heaven.
If Zhao Qingshuang was to be conferred a title, he would have done it long ago.
Why wait till now?
I'm afraid he has been wanting to usurp the throne for a long time.
This poor guy was a puppet emperor all his life.
Eventually, he'll be kicked out.
These loyal ministers of Daxia are already prepared to welcome the new emperor.
"King Zhenbei, enter the palace and pay homage!"
A voice sounded, drawing everyone's gaze towards the outside of the Golden Palace.
An old man walked in slowly, supported by two mighty generals.
There were a few tear marks on the resolute faces of the two mighty generals.
I think I cried for a long time on the way.
All the ministers looked at the old man in shock.
Is this... the King of Zhenbei they know, the one who looked down on the world, overthrew the emperor, and was invincible?
This old man?
“!!!”
Zhao Qingshuang suddenly stood up from the dragon throne and stared at the hunched old man with a dull look.
That... is hers, love?
"you......."
Zhao Qingshuang was so shocked that she was speechless.
Deng Er waved to the two deputy generals.
Signal them to go down.
The two lieutenants looked at him worriedly.
"I've fought for decades, but I'm not this vulnerable."
Deng Er said to the two deputy generals.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The two deputy generals retreated to the military generals' camp.
Without the support of his deputy general, Deng Er slowly knelt down and took out the List of Gods from his waist.
"Your Majesty, I bow to you. Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
Deng Er used all his strength to shout "Long live!"
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