Everyone worked together to engage in a fierce battle with the Heavenly Dao, shocking the world and making the gods weep. Lights shone, sword energy roared, and all kinds of powerful skills intertwined and collided like brilliant fireworks, making the entire space tremble.
In the fierce battle, Dong Ming and others, like sharp hunters, gradually discovered Tian Dao's flaws and launched a fatal attack. Tian Dao let out a roar, and his breath suddenly decreased like the tide.
Finally, the Heavenly Dao had no choice but to compromise. "Stop! Dong Ming, I, the Heavenly Dao, can grant the dying Star-Moon Goddess the opportunity to regain her true form."
Dong Ming stared at the sky above him warily and asked, "What's the price?"
The corners of Tiandao's mouth curled up slightly, its face hidden from everyone. It said in a deep voice, "This devastated world cannot be left unattended. You, the God of Light, must use your divine power and the elves' staff to repair this broken world."
Then, the Heavenly Dao continued, "I will give you and Xingyue three chances to enter the cycle of reincarnation together. If you can achieve enlightenment while remaining mortal, then you can both regain your true form and return to the Temple of Light. However, if you cannot, then... you and Xingyue will completely vanish from this vast universe!"
As Tiandao finished speaking, everyone was shocked.
Xingyue tightly grasped Dongming's hand and shook her head gently, "Dongming, Xingyue's death is not a pity! Since the way of heaven is unfair, why don't you take over and bestow the light of true justice on the people? In this way, Xingyue's death will be a worthy one!"
Dong Ming raised his hand and gently stroked Xingyue's pale face. Tears from the corners of his eyes rolled down the woman's cheeks like crystal pearls. He smiled bitterly: "Xingyue, if I lose you, even if I own the whole world, what's the point?"
After saying that, Dong Ming slowly placed Xingyue on the ground. Then, in the astonished eyes of everyone, his eyes turned cold, and he dispersed his cultivation as a God King, and sprinkled the light of the God King on the world like a sweet rain.
Then, the world that was originally full of holes began to regain its vitality bit by bit, just like a dead tree coming back to life in spring.
Dong Ming raised his head to the sky and said in a deep voice: "I have fulfilled your request. I hope you can keep your promise!"
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