The Kingdom of Dreamweavers does not require bloodshed or sacrifice, only needs to sacrifice him alone. This is Meng Kongchan's last stubbornness.
He has been living a very tiring life in the past few years. Since becoming a god, he should have been free from worries and should have lived a peaceful life, but fate always seemed to like to play tricks on him, causing him to lose the most important person in his life - Meng Jianyuan - again and again.
This time, the God Wu Meng was really tired. He wanted to sleep forever. Even if his body was left without a trace, even if his reputation was ruined, it didn't matter anymore.
It's just a pity that he still has regrets in his life. He regrets that he has never seen his Yuan'er rise to power, never seen the Dreamweaver Kingdom become truly powerful, and never seen the legendary "Eternal Pure Land".
Meng Kongchan had already decided to die and had no motivation to live anymore. He handed the Huanmengtian Epiphyllum to Meng Jianxi and informed everyone of all the subsequent arrangements for the Kingdom of Dreamweavers.
All the lords of the dream palaces had sorrow on their faces, but they were powerless. Facing the powerful Senluo Divine Kingdom, even if they fought to the death, in the end it would only increase casualties.
Meng Jianxi knelt on the ground. He took over the divine weapon with a heavy heart and shouldered the responsibility and hope of the Dreamweaver Kingdom. Although he was not ready yet, he had to bite the bullet and grow up.
"Farewell, Father God!"
"Farewell, God!"
"Farewell, God!"
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Sad sounds filled the entire Dreamweaver Kingdom.
Meng Kongchan stood with his head held high outside the Kingdom of Dreamweaver, waiting for the arrival of the Kingdom of Senluo. He was alone but extremely determined. He wanted to exchange his life for the peace of Dreamweaver.
But at this moment, a voice sounded in his heart, telling him that Meng Shiyuan was not dead!
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