At this moment, Yan Zhen's face was covered in blood, and lightning crackled around his body, making him look extremely miserable.
Under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, he was unable to move his entire body, except for his eyes, which were filled with killing intent and anger as he looked at Mingluo.
Mingluo slowly squatted down, pressed her finger against Yan Zhen's chest, and whispered, "Do you know why you can only reach the half-creator god realm, and not the true creator god?"
Yan Zhen stared at her silently, his crazed eyes now showing a hint of calm. He spat out a mouthful of black blood and whispered:
"Please... Master... give me your guidance."
Mingluo remained calm and spoke sincerely in a highly rational tone:
“Our lineage proves its path through battle. If I die, your will to fight will also vanish.”
“Zhen’er, you should let me live. There is more than one Creator God. The laws of the world are ever-changing. If I am not mistaken, above the Creator God Realm, there is the Origin God Realm, which is the true law of the universe.”
"Because of your one wrong decision, you and I will never have the chance to experience it again."
Yan Zhen's expression changed drastically as he looked at Ming Luo in disbelief.
Mingluo raised her eyes and looked at the sky.
As Yan Zhen's cultivation level dropped, although the thunderclouds of the Heavenly Dao were still gathering, their momentum had diminished considerably.
But his decline in skill level is only temporary; he will make a comeback once he has the opportunity.
And next time, she might not have the chance to eliminate Yan Zhen.
Therefore, to cut the weeds, you must remove them at the root.
He dealt her a fatal blow back then; this crime of murdering his master deserves punishment today.
She took another spiritual energy ball containing spiritual power from Yan Zhen's arms and poured all the spiritual power into Yan Zhen's body without hesitation.
This immense spiritual power, capable of transcending time and space, surged forth like a great river flowing into the ocean.
This action quickly attracted the attention of Heaven.
The thunderclouds that had just dissipated all gathered together again in that instant.
This time, the thundercloud was incredibly thick, carrying an aura of almost destroying the heavens and the earth.
Yan Zhen's expression changed. He looked at Mingluo with despair and sorrow in his eyes, and stammered, "Master..."
Mingluo's expression was firm, without the slightest hesitation. She said coldly, "Zhen'er, since you have done something wrong, you must be punished. No one in this world is an exception."
“You are my disciple, and I bear the responsibility for not teaching you well. I was killed because of you, and it was my own fault. Now it’s your turn.”
"Don't be afraid, I will protect your soul and send you back into the cycle of reincarnation."
With a deafening roar, a deafening thunderclap crashed down, and Minglu narrowly avoided it.
She watched as Yan Zhen's body was struck by lightning, leaving it covered in blood, and it seemed that if another lightning strike came, he would be completely destroyed.
She hurriedly took out the Nine Soul Bell and flew into the heavenly lightning. Despite being struck by the lightning, she snatched Yan Zhen's soul and protected it with the Nine Soul Bell.
Without Yan Zhen drawing attention, the Heavenly Dao now realizes that Ming Luo's realm far surpasses that of this world, making her an intruder.
A massive bolt of lightning struck Mingluo.
Minglu used magic to draw upon the power of heavenly lightning to quickly open a gate to the underworld and threw the Nine Souls into it.
Yan Zhen's soul emerged in a daze; he was a newly born ghost and hadn't yet figured out what had happened.
He only saw a breathtakingly beautiful face outside the gates of hell. Her face was as cold as ice, and her gaze was sharp yet filled with eager anticipation.
He seemed to see the woman say a few words to him, but before he could hear what she said, the gates of hell slowly closed, and a bolt of lightning struck the woman.
Yan Zhen stared at this earth-shattering scene, completely stunned...
Outside the Gate of Hell.
After surviving the strike of the heavenly lightning, Mingluo quickly fled towards the coffin.
She now possesses spiritual power, making her the number one person in the world. She will be regarded as an anomaly and eliminated by the Heavenly Dao. Only by dispersing a portion of her spiritual power can she escape the Heavenly Dao's pursuit.
She subconsciously thought of Nie Yuchen and instinctively ran towards his coffin.
She yanked open the coffin and, before the second bolt of heavenly lightning struck, poured half of her spiritual power into Nie Yuchen's body.
Nie Yuchen's snow-white hair slowly turned black, and his pale, wrinkled face became rugged and handsome.
Her cultivation level kept dropping until it reached a point that the world could tolerate.
Unable to find its target, the thunderclouds roamed back and forth in the sky, with lightning flashing and thunder rumbling amidst the rolling dark clouds, waking Nie Yuchen.
His long, raven-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. His dark eyes unconsciously looked at Mingluo, but a look of surprise and delight flashed across his face the moment he recognized her.
He raised the corners of his lips slightly, unable to resist revealing a genuine smile.
Mingluo turned her gaze away from the thunderclouds in the sky and looked at Nie Yuchen, her eyes meeting his deep, ocean-like gaze.
In that instant, it was as if a hundred flowers were blooming and a gentle breeze was blowing.
She said softly, "Get up, it's time to go home!"
She reached out her hand to Nie Yuchen, who grasped it tightly without hesitation, slowly rose from the coffin, and chuckled softly in a magnetic voice.
"Okay, let's go home together!"
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