A light sword similar to the Juexian Sword drove away everyone like a falling star, and then formed a circle of dazzling sword curtain to protect Hua Qingying.
At this moment, the entire battlefield froze, and all the divine power dissipated after this roar, as if their existence was not worthy of competing with it.
"I didn't expect that the first God to end up like this would be you, Hua Fuchen!" The sigh of God Jueluo was heard from the distant sky. He had always been there, but he didn't expect that it would end like this.
This time the war is inevitable. Dian Luohou originally thought that this was only a matter between him and Meng Kongchan, but now he has to face Hua Fuchen first. The development of the whole incident has completely deviated from his expectations.
"You shouldn't have hurt Qingying!"
Hua Fuchen's figure appeared out of thin air and stood in front of Hua Qingying. The man and the sword seemed to be able to hold up the sky. He possessed incomparable sharpness and edge, standing proudly like a peerless divine sword. At this moment, no one could get close to him.
"What you said is very interesting. Is it that only my Lord of All Things can be injured or die, and none of your people can be hurt at all?" The Lord Jueluo descended in front of Dian Jiuzhi. His face was very ugly, and he was so angry that he laughed.
"You've already invaded my Senluo Divine Kingdom, yet you're still speaking righteously. Should I call you naive or innocent?"
"My Senluo Divine Nation has never experienced such a humiliating moment since ancient times. You have trampled on my dignity and yet you want to shift the blame to me. You even dream of asking me to apologize?"
"Hahahahahaha! Meng Kongchan, Hua Fuchen, I haven't made a move in all these years. Do you think I'm easy to bully? I, Dian Luohou, have never been a person who is easy to talk to. You need to pay the price for what happened today, otherwise don't even think about leaving easily."
Lord Jueluo grinned grimly. He had a hot temper to begin with, and now the anger hidden deep in his heart began to burn fiercely. He was the first Lord of the Abyss, the most powerful being among all the Lords of the Abyss. The Kingdom of Senluo that he guarded was also the strongest Kingdom of the Abyss, but now it was being outmatched by the Kingdom of Dream Weaver and the Kingdom of Zhetian. Even a ruler with a good temper would be furious, let alone such a violent being.
"My Jue Luo Yu Jie Spear hasn't been used in years. Today is a perfect opportunity for you to feel the terrifying power of the Nine Nether Thunder Tribulation! No one can escape unscathed!"
Lord Jueluo did not give Lord Huaxin and Lord Wumeng a chance to regret. A spear tempered with ghostly blue fire and emitting blue light appeared in his hand.
In an instant, the entire battlefield seemed to be shrouded in a dark cloud. All the Lords of All Things wisely retreated back to the Senluo barrier, and the Lords of the Dream Palaces and the Double Sword Masters also retreated behind them. The battle between true gods was simply not something that the Gods of the Extreme Realm could participate in.
The one who responded to Lord Jueluo was Lord Wumeng.
"For the past six years, I've been tortured physically and mentally. Whenever the night is quiet, the only image that comes to mind is Yuan'er's tragic death in the sea of fog. I can almost hear Yuan'er's final, helpless cry for help, and feel the despair and bitterness he felt at that moment."
"Dian Luohou, tell me what I should do. I have told myself countless times that my only wish in this life is to avenge Yuan'er!"
Meng Kongchan took a step forward and stood not far from Hua Fuchen. No one could understand the torment in his heart. The wounds in his soul were constantly eroding him. Meng Kongchan had long sensed that his end was not far away, at least a hundred years, at most a thousand years. He chose to burn himself for the last time, letting the power of his soul emit the brightest brilliance in the last moments of his life.
Dian Luohou's left arm was empty and fluttering in the wind, as if telling us that everything that happened in the past had been blown away by the wind.
"Do you know why I've been unwilling to reattach my arm all these years? Because what happened back then was indeed Jiuzhi's fault, so I didn't try to escape, nor did I ever think of denying it. I've already used my left arm to offset that mistake. Now you're still trying to force me, Meng Kongchan? My Lord Luohou is not someone you can manipulate!"
The Jueluo Prison Spear tapped the ground heavily, raising a layer of flying dust, as if expressing the Jueluo God's dissatisfaction and unhappiness.
"I can understand Meng Kongchan's hostility towards me, but as for Hua Fuchen, what reason do you have to interfere?"
Facing the Dreamless God, Dian Luohou was incredibly confident, not taking him seriously at all. This was the contempt of a mid-level True God for a lower-level True God. However, facing Hua Fuchen head-on, he had to be cautious. Even at his peak, Hua Fuchen wasn't much weaker than him, let alone now...
"Reasons?" Hua Fuchen closed his eyes and recalled the past. He used to be stubborn and would always stick to what he believed in, just like when he and Qu Wanxin were in love. No matter who wanted to separate them, it would be impossible. At that time, he was so unrestrained and free, completely following his heart.
But as he became the God for longer and longer, Hua Fuchen began to deny his original self, thinking that he had done something wrong. He gradually began to understand the former God.
However, with Hua Caili's departure, Hua Fuchen's mood changed again, as if his world had lost all its luster, leaving only black and white. There was nothing left to be nostalgic about, and everything seemed to become insignificant.
"I showed up for Qingying, and I stood against you for Caili. They are the people I cherish most in this world, so everything I do is for them."
"Yun Che was Caili's beloved. His death caused her to completely collapse and plunge her into a desperate situation. However, I was powerless to stop it. The root cause of this incident lies with Dian Jiuzhi."
"Now Qingying has also been injured by you. I no longer have any sympathy for your Senluo Divine Nation. I only feel endless regret and cannot cancel the marriage between Dian Jiuzhi and Caili any sooner."
"Yun Che is the prospective son-in-law I approve of. He died because of Dian Jiuzhi, which is also one of the reasons why I'm here now. There may be no winner today, but I've had enough of evasion and compromise. This time, I want to face the truth and make what I believe is the right choice. At least, I won't let Caili down or let her continue to grieve."
Hua Fuchen's sword, the Juexin Sword, appeared in his hand. This was the divine weapon bestowed upon him by the former God, implying that Hua Fuchen should give up love and put the affairs of the Kingdom of God first.
As the Juexin Sword came out, Hua Fuchen's aura changed completely. He was no longer as gentle and elegant as before, but instantly turned into the sharpest sword, a sword that could pierce through everything.
"Alright, very good. Since you've made this decision, don't blame me for not cherishing our friendship. Back then, the three of us drank together at the same table, dreaming of the future; today, we're on the brink of war, refusing to back down. Let strength determine our right and wrong."
Lord Jueluo finally made up his mind. Although he only had one right hand, his aura was not weaker at all.
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