At the very top of the nine heavens, the system looked at Ye Aojun with a cold expression, a slight smirk playing on its lips.
"A fool is a fool after all. Those who cannot control their desires are ultimately just ants. Taking this step is tantamount to embarking on a path of no return."
"But host, since you are unwilling to heed this system's suggestion, don't blame me for using the most extreme methods to force you to submit."
Once you truly lose everything and become penniless, you will surely kneel before this system and beg for forgiveness.
And there really isn't any time left.
A cold wind was blowing, and the sky was covered in ice.
From a distance, the summit of the heavens resembles a tombstone of death, standing between heaven and earth.
...
Inside the ancient royal tombs of Bashu.
Shen Zhao and Bu Ke Yan Shuo faced each other, neither of them speaking.
The two were surrounded by corpses, piled up like mountains.
The unspeakable one was like a silent ghost, making no move from beginning to end, its eyes fixed on Shen Zhao in front of it.
His eyes were deep and sharp, as if they could penetrate one's soul.
Time passed second by second, and the Unspeakable remained in the same posture, seemingly unmoved.
He stood firm like a statue, unmoved by the clamor and changes of the world around him.
Shen Zhao, who was being watched by him, felt an unprecedented pressure.
That gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing straight into him, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
In this tense and eerie atmosphere, a delicate balance is formed between Shen Zhao and the unspeakable.
It seemed that no one dared to easily break this calm, for fear of causing a huge upheaval...
Suddenly, the unspeakable spoke up: "You still haven't remembered?"
"What exactly are you trying to say?" Shen Zhao was also gradually losing patience. "Are you all addicted to playing riddles for me?"
"Then let me tell you the answer."
With a slight, unspeakable gesture, an extremely evil force surged directly into Shen Zhao's mind.
But at that moment, the Nanming Fire within his body suddenly activated on its own, completely devouring the incoming evil force.
"Huh? You're resisting me?"
An indescribable frown appeared on his brow.
"A good opportunity."
Seeing that the unspeakable expression relaxed for a moment, Shen Zhao decisively spread his arms.
In an instant, a crimson thunderbolt reappeared within the dark palace.
This is the blood that Shen Zhao released when he used the Blood Brahma Dragon Sutra during his decisive battle with the Two Emperors of the Nine Netherworlds a few days ago.
"It's unspeakable, you can go to hell first."
Blood-red lightning condensed, coalescing into a pillar of lightning that fell directly into the sky towards the ineffable.
However, the unspeakable did not flinch or dodge, letting the thunder strike.
In an instant, the unspeakable soul vanished, and the eerie and oppressive atmosphere disappeared completely.
"it's all over."
Just as Shen Zhao was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a glint of evil light suddenly shot into his mind when he was most relaxed.
"That is..."
In an instant, a completely different scene appeared in Shen Zhao's mind.
That was the scene after I was killed by Yu Xiyan and reborn.
The image of himself in the picture has an unprecedented evil look in his eyes, and every move he makes exudes a cynical and misanthropic spirit, making him the perfect villain.
Shen Zhao clenched his fist and sneered, "Since time has been reversed, let me drag you all into hell for eternity."
Everyone should pay the price for the humiliation I suffered in my previous life, hehehe—”
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