Rong Qi sat upright on the majestic and gorgeous Qilin chair, surrounded by a faint divine aura, accepting the respectful worship of the gods below.
He held an ancient celestial mirror in his hand, and the scenes in the mirror slowly shifted, reflecting scenes from the human world. When he saw his parents in the human world holding a funeral for him, their faces filled with sorrow and heartache, a complex emotion welled up in his heart.
Even more unexpected, however, was the sight of the children Song Yaqing had brought with her, sitting nearby. Their small figures betrayed a shared sorrow. Their tears, like pearls falling from a string, silently expressed their longing for him and their reluctance to part. Furthermore, former classmates, friends, and even kindhearted individuals, even strangers, came forward to lay flowers and offer silent condolences. These heartwarming yet poignant scenes filled Rong Qi with mixed emotions, and his eyes welled up slightly.
He gently put down the Sky-Viewing Mirror and tried to calm himself. He then turned to the Laojun beside him and said in a quiet voice that carried a firmness that could not be ignored: "Laojun, let me ask you, if my father, who was in the human world when I was going through the tribulation, has the opportunity one day, can he be admitted into the ranks of the immortals?"
Upon hearing this, Laojun twirled his fingers, closed his eyes, and pondered for a moment before slowly opening them. "Reporting to the Heavenly Lord, according to my calculations, he will not ascend directly to heaven. If his soul reports to the underworld, it will inevitably undergo the cycle of reincarnation. In his next life, he will still be a wealthy man, with many descendants and both good fortune and happiness."
After hearing this, Rong Qi nodded slightly, feeling a little relieved: "That's good. Although my father has returned to chaos, I can still vaguely feel his breath. Immediately send the heavenly soldiers and generals to retrieve his consciousness and reshape his divine body." Upon hearing this, the gods responded one after another.
At this moment, a divine general stepped forward and asked solemnly, "Heavenly Lord, the Demon Lord has now mastered the Heartless Slash. His temperament has changed drastically, and he has become murderous. Furthermore, Emperor Xuanyu has suddenly passed away, and his consciousness has not yet been dispersed throughout the six realms. This undoubtedly poses a huge threat to us. How do you plan to deal with this crisis?"
Rong Qi's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this, but his eyes revealed an extraordinary calmness and determination. "I already know about the Demon Lord's destruction of the Qiankun Liuhe Formation. Although I had some interactions with him in the human world, I never imagined he was my uncle. I have no intention of pursuing the grudges and entanglements from ten thousand years ago. However, facing the current situation, I have my own opinions, and there is no need for you to be suspicious."
He paused, then continued, "The Six Realms being leaderless may be a turning point. Independent governance can reduce conflict and promote peaceful coexistence. As the new Heavenly Sovereign, my primary mission is to rectify the internal affairs of the Heavenly Realm, strengthen its rule, and ensure stability within the Six Realms. As for the matter of the Demon Lord, I will find the right opportunity to personally resolve this feud."
After saying this, Rong Qi stood up, his eyes were like torches. Seeing this, all the gods were in awe and expressed their full support for the decision of the Emperor of Heaven.
Jiayang Mountain returned to tranquility.
Chuchu's consciousness is still being reshaped.
Tian Yi brought back the latest news, "Rong Qi has succeeded to the throne. He has become the new Heavenly Sovereign."
Lu Chenguang looked indifferent and was not interested in any of this.
The most urgent thing he was worried about was Chu Chu's reconstruction of her spiritual consciousness.
Qingtian said, "I didn't expect that Gu Rong was really the Crown Prince of Heaven. At that time, when the princess mentioned it, I didn't take it seriously."
As the morning light of Jiayang Mountain gently brushed across every inch of the mountain, the mist between the mountains seemed to be tinged with a faint golden glow, heralding the beginning of a new day and the quiet gestation of Chuchu's hope for rebirth. In this secret realm shrouded by an ancient magic circle, time seemed to flow even more slowly, and every minute and every second was filled with Lu Chenguang's endless worries and expectations.
Within the formation, radiance swirled, interweaving into a series of brilliant and mysterious patterns. They seemed to be the purest energy in the universe, converging upon the central stone platform. There, the key to the reshaping of Chuchu's body and consciousness lay. Around the platform, a variety of spiritual stones and magical instruments floated, gleaming with a variety of hues, collectively supporting this complex and delicate process.
Lu Chenguang stood guard at the edge of the magic circle, his figure appearing remarkably lonely and resolute. His gaze would sometimes shift towards the slowly creeping light at the center of the stone platform, and sometimes he would close his eyes tightly, sensing the subtle fluctuations of energy around him. Though his expression remained calm, his heart was churning like a raging sea, and every subtle change tugged at his heartstrings.
"Tianyi, do you think this magic circle can really help Chuchu be reborn?" Qingtian's voice was low and slightly hoarse, which was caused by the fatigue after being tense for a long time.
Tian Yi didn't quite understand, but Lan Ying pondered for a moment and said, "This formation is a miracle left behind from ancient times, gathering the purest power in the universe. Theoretically, as long as the soul remains intact, the body can be reshaped, and even further. However... the process is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be doomed."
Lu Chenguang, who had been silent the whole time, nodded gently, a look of determination flashing in his eyes: "Since we have brought her here, there is no turning back. No matter how difficult it is, I must protect her to the end."
As time passed, the energy fluctuations within the formation grew more intense, and the ball of light on the stone platform began to undergo noticeable changes. First, it contracted rapidly, as if concentrating all its power into a single point, then suddenly expanded, its light radiating intensely, illuminating the entire space. Chuchu's consciousness, bathed in this light, slowly awakened and began to merge with her new body.
However, at this moment, an inexplicable force suddenly surged into the magic circle, breaking the original balance. It was a cold and powerful aura that seemed to come from a distant and dark place, intending to hinder Chuchu's reconstruction process.
"Oh no! There is an external invasion!" Qingtian immediately noticed something strange and shouted loudly.
Lu Chenguang's face turned grim, and his figure instantly transformed into a stream of light, rushing towards the center of the light, ready to protect Chuchu with his own strength. He knew that failure at this moment would mean that all his efforts would be wasted, and Chuchu would forever lose the chance of rebirth.
"Get out of my way!" Lu Chenguang roared, his spiritual energy erupting into a solid shield, blocking the invading force. However, his body also endured immense pressure, and blood slowly trickled down the corner of his mouth, but his gaze remained even more resolute.
"Demon Lord, are you crazy? You will die if you continue like this!" Qingtian shouted anxiously. He wanted to go forward to help, but was repelled by the power of the magic circle.
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