Chapter 2119 The Final Battle: The Old Heavenly Emperor's Complete Departure 1
Having served as the Heavenly Emperor for many years, Lin Yuan knew that the defense of the Heavenly River was in imminent danger, which meant that a great war between gods and demons was about to break out.
But no, Jinjin... doesn't like fighting.
He had previously read many of Jin Jin's memorials in the Heavenly Emperor's Palace, on which it was written—
My lord, after the war ends, you may shake hands with the Demon Lord and make peace, drinking and laughing together, but my fallen brothers will never return.
But they are also sons, husbands, fathers, and relatives of ordinary people.
Please do not start a war lightly, and do not destroy the hard-won peace.
Si Jin wrote hundreds, even thousands, of such memorials. The further he wrote, the more direct and obvious his criticisms became.
At their worst, they would even directly curse at the Heavenly Emperor.
But the Heavenly Lord scoffed at them all, threw them into the trash can, and left an extremely dangerous message on the seal—
If it weren't for your fighting skills, you would have died hundreds of times over.
He found this box by chance when he was dismantling the Heavenly Monarch Palace. For some reason, he felt it looked a lot like Jinjin, so he opened it and took a look.
Then he looked at each document one by one, examining them closely, and in the end, he sat there holding the box for seven days straight.
From then on, he dedicated himself to the peace between gods and demons.
He wanted to create a peaceful and prosperous Heavenly Realm, and more importantly, he wanted General Si to live a safe and secure life in that realm.
...That's such a pity.
He had painstakingly crafted these surprises bit by bit over hundreds of years, originally planning to take Jinjin back and give him another surprise. But now, that old beast had destroyed everything.
Splash—
Without realizing it, Lin Yuan crushed the glass in his hand.
Freshly heated milk, along with shards of glass, seeped into the skin, drawing blood and causing a tingling pain.
Lin Yuan lowered his eyes and sighed silently.
He couldn't see his own blood, but he was blaming himself: he had spilled Jinjin's milk, and his stomach would feel uncomfortable if he didn't drink something warm in the morning.
Just as I was about to get some hot milk, I noticed that the wounds on my hands were miraculously healing, and soon there was no trace of dirt left.
It is the power of the proud god!
Lin Yuan followed the direction of the divine power and was about to look up when he saw Si Jin break through the plane and rush towards the Western Heavenly River.
No, that old beast hates Jinjin so much, how can he go alone?
Lin Yuan dropped the microwave oven and was about to chase after her, but then he thought about it again. Perhaps it was because she was afraid he would stop her that Jin Jin didn't say goodbye and went straight there.
Jinjin also wanted to end things herself as soon as possible.
Then he might as well go back, send people to find the Demon Lord, and send reinforcements at the same time.
He is the current Lord of the Heavenly Realm, so it's entirely possible for him to let his precious daughter run wild by his side and have a good fight!
He didn't know why Gui Chen could command demon soldiers, but if he could reach an agreement with the Demon Lord, the surprise he gave to Jin Jin could be preserved intact.
Thinking this, Lin Yuan went outside the Heavenly Lord's Palace to muster his troops in the Western Heavenly River.
… …
Originally, Yan Yuping's forces were insufficient and he had been forced into a series of defeats.
Even though Guichen's soul was incomplete, his divine power was still formidable and unreasonable, more lethal than the demonic power forged from blood by the demon race!
Yan Yuping fought back fiercely, but was thrown back into the air, his head facing the Demon-Suppressing Stone floating in the sky above the Western Heavenly River.
That stone is harder than anything else in the world; if you were to hit it with that force, you would surely die.
But just before he was thrown out, Yan Yuping was still working hard to write down the battle plan.
It doesn't matter if he dies, but the Heavenly Realm cannot lose!
However, before he could finish writing the battle plan, his head was already inches from the rock, his blood was churning, and his hands were trembling uncontrollably.
Wait, wait a little longer, can time slow down? He wants to leave something more behind.
Tears welled in the eyes of the eight-foot-tall man; according to his estimation, he had only three more seconds to live.
But those three seconds were clearly much longer than he had imagined.
So much so that even after he finished writing down the battle plan, the agonizing pain he had imagined never came.
Yan Yuping's breathing trembled. When he came to his senses, he was shocked to find a hand grabbing the back of his collar and gently bringing him to the ground.
These hands are beautiful, yet they bear distinct calluses, as if from long battles; they look somewhat familiar.
Suddenly, Yan Yuping realized something; this hand was—
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