When this thought arose in Yun Che's mind, his eyes instantly turned cold. If it were before he arrived in the abyss, Yun Che would never have had any emotional fluctuations about this. However, after experiencing this abyssal world for fifteen years, there were too many things here that he could not let go. Even though it could not compare to the God Realm, he could not watch this world collapse and be destroyed.
"Are you saying that you don't care about the lives of the people of the Abyss at all? You can even easily abandon the God?"
In Yun Che's cognition, he still believed that Mo Su was kind-hearted and would not choose to abandon the entire Abyss World in such a cruel way.
But it seems that he was a little naive.
"It's not that I don't want to intervene, but I'm powerless. This emperor has granted the people of the Abyss a million years of reincarnation. Isn't that enough?" The Abyss Emperor protested. "This emperor has the merit of creating the world, and he also gave the people of the Abyss a land for them to thrive. I have done the best I can, and now I am merely taking back the favor I once showed."
Yun Che slightly bent his five fingers, his expression becoming somewhat ugly. Mo Su's choice at this moment undoubtedly wiped out all the support he had behind him.
“You were originally planning to use the Divine Kingdom to threaten me, or to use it as a bargaining chip to negotiate with me, right?” Yuan Huang sneered, and with a casual remark, he completely overturned Yun Che’s perfect plan of cultivating the six Divine Kingdoms for twelve years.
Because in Mosu's eyes, the six countries of the abyss have been completely abandoned by him and have no "utilization" value anymore.
Yun Che raised his eyes and glared at Yuan Huang. He thought that this time he had the opportunity to have a fair dialogue with Mo Su, but the other party completely overturned the negotiation table with just a few words, and he could only rage helplessly and could not struggle at all.
Twelve years ago, Yun Che faced Mo Su for the first time. It was one of the most thrilling moments in his life. Mo Su saw through almost all of his secrets, and even his own soul was almost destroyed. He was alone at the time, without anyone to rely on or depend on. He could only escape danger by relying on his own inspiration.
And today, twelve years later, Yun Che is no longer alone. He has Xia Qingyue, Hua Caili, Meng Jianxi, and Pan Buwang... He even controls the six divine kingdoms in the Abyss World except the Pure Land, as well as the Abyss Dragon Clan.
But these are still vulnerable in the face of absolute power.
“Why? You’ve always preached the ‘noble soul’ and considered it the highest honor in this world, yet now you’re willing to debase yourself and trample on your own beliefs?” Yun Che spoke angrily, still holding onto a last glimmer of fantasy about Mo Su. He always felt that this son of the Creator God was as compassionate as the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor back then.
Abyss Emperor's Adam's apple rolled violently, his fingertips digging deep into his palms. This body, which was originally indifferent to both sorrow and joy, actually felt his own emotions at this moment: "Yun Che! You only saw my miserable appearance as I fell into the abyss, but you could never imagine - in those dark years, how I was repeatedly tortured in the quagmire of despair, my heart being ripped out and my bones being torn apart!"
"The Abyss of Nothingness back then was a gluttonous maw that devoured all life! The primordial Abyss Dust carried a destructive force capable of corroding even True Gods!" The Abyss Emperor suddenly stood up, a broken sob emanating from his throat. "Hundreds of True Gods fell with me, and in the end, only less than 10% survived! Their screams still echo in my ears. I watched my most trusted generals being corroded by the Abyss Dust before my eyes, but I could only clutch the blood-stained divine blade and continue to carve a path to survival in despair..."
His nails dug deep into his chest, as if he wanted to tear out that memory. "I watched brothers, so dear to me, perish in the abyss of dust. I heard them call out my name for the last time. That feeling of powerlessness that gnawed at my bones and burned my heart... Yun Che, do you know? My heart was already shattered to dust at that moment! But I couldn't stop. I didn't dare close my eyes—as soon as I closed my eyes, my mind would be filled with their tragic appearances before death!"
Suddenly, Yuan Huang's roar stopped abruptly, turning into a suppressed sob: "What have my subordinates done wrong? They simply trusted me and followed me, but they have to pay with their lives for this... I am clearly the 'culprit'!"
"The cruelest injustice in this world is to make a loyal person swallow the bitter fruit of eternal damnation for me!"
Although the expression on his face did not change, the sadness contained in Yuanhuang's words was spreading and raging.
"All those under my command are truly loyal and devoted, upholding fearless courage, abiding by their commitments, and possessing a spirit of responsibility and dedication. The noble character and spirit they demonstrate have become part of the spiritual beliefs I admire, thus nurturing the noble belief of 'the noble soul.'"
"And all of this exists in memory of my brothers who sacrificed their lives that year, but—"
"Now that the abyss is about to collapse, and all traces of existence will vanish, there is no point clinging to the pain of the past. This emperor will carry their will back to the realm of the gods and rekindle their 'noble souls' in the new world. This is how we respect our faith and cherish the past."
Yuan Huang's voice regained its composure. He had never spoken of this to anyone else, but today he was hiding nothing. For Yun Che, who carried the inheritance of the Elemental Creator God, Yuan Huang felt a natural affinity. It seemed as if Yun Che was the only one in this world worthy of listening to his heart.
Yun Che took a deep breath. This was the worst possible outcome he didn't want to face. At this moment, the last shred of fantasy in his heart quietly shattered.
However, at this moment, Yun Che felt much more at ease. He could now use all his methods without any burden.
With his fingers slightly spread out and a smile on his face, Yun Che's eyes changed as he looked at Yuan Huang, becoming more pure and more ruthless.
"You weren't like this before. Whether it was the reserved young man in the Heretic God's memory or the grown-up Mosu, the first impression you gave me was always kindness. Your heart, like all Creator Gods, is compassionate to the world."
"People change, and I am no exception." Yuan Huang sighed softly, "If you have experienced the same thing as me, you might understand."
"I have. Back in the God Realm, my beloved was cast into the Outer Chaos right before my eyes, and I was powerless to do anything. Before that, I had always retained a sense of innocence and purity, but after that, my heart could no longer tolerate this pathetic naiveté."
Ever since meeting Xia Qingyue and Shen Xi again in the Abyss, Yun Che had harbored an unrealistic fantasy: perhaps one day in the future, he would be able to see his Jasmine again.
"Haha, it turns out that as the Fog Emperor, you also have such a sad past. It's really interesting. If there is a chance, I would really like to hear your story." Emperor Yuan smiled faintly, but inadvertently dragged out the word "Fog Emperor".
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