After saying this, Tong Yin seemed to fall into a deep sleep, and the dark and terrifying magic light around him gradually dimmed.

Gong Liangxiwen and Liu Qi were speechless, and their faces looked unhappy.

At first, Tong Yin wanted to force Tiansha and Jiang Zhige to death. Now Jiang Zhige and Tiansha are alive, but he chose not to be an enemy of Jiang Zhige without any explanation? When Jiang Zhige seeks revenge, Gong Liangxiwen and Liu Qi will not have an easy time.

The most important thing is that Tong Yin's attitude towards the two was too perfunctory, and it can be said that he did not take them seriously at all.

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't guess how strong Tong Yin was, Gong Liang Xiwen and Liu Qi would definitely have fallen out.

Ever since the battle at Xuancang Holy Land, the news that Jiang Zhige was not yet dead had spread like wildfire.

All beings in the heavens rekindled their hope, and the other realms that were devastated by the three Demon Emperors were also praying that Emperor Xuan Cang would appear to rescue them.

Three thousand worlds, billions of living beings.

For them, this is not a big dispute, but a big disaster.

As the heavens and myriad worlds were in turmoil, they only had a glimmer of hope left, and that was the unparalleled benevolent and righteous Emperor Xuan Cang.

Perhaps only he can contend with the three Demon Emperors and restore the world to its former state.

At the same time, in the spiritual realm, a great sacrifice was held in the wasteland.

This place is a small world. The space contains infinite vitality, but one cannot feel any breath of the great way.

It is desolate and yet full of vitality, very strange and abrupt, but they coexist here.

The surrounding scenery is sometimes icy glaciers and sometimes scorching deserts.

Sometimes it is steep and rocky with no grass growing, and sometimes it is the bright and beautiful spring scenery with all things coming back to life.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but everything turned into nothingness, and the world was left with only the boundless sea.

The sea reflects the sky, and the sky reflects the sea. This is what is meant by the water and the sky being one.

Su Qingqiu closed her beautiful eyes and sat cross-legged in the middle of the sea, still wearing a plain white dress.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence of the world.

"My Lord, I have something to report!"

Outside the wasteland of the great sacrifice, Wanxia knelt on the ground with a hint of panic in her eyes.

She didn't want to disturb Su Qingqiu's peace, but she had to report the matter.

The voice had been heard for a long time, and seeing that there was no response from Su Qingqiu, Wan Xia could only call out again.

"My Lord! I have something to report!"

In the Great Sacrifice Wasteland, Su Qingqiu suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a hint of coldness.

"Late Summer, I should have said that as long as it has nothing to do with the survival of the two worlds, don't bother me."

"Emperor, Lord Emperor, although this matter has nothing to do with the survival of the two worlds, but..."

Wanxia became more and more frightened, burying her head and not even daring to look at the space portal of the Great Sacrifice Wasteland.

"What is it?"

"He, he's still alive."

Hearing this, Su Qingqiu's eyes flashed with confusion and some doubt.

"he?"

“.”

Seeing that there was still no response, Wanxia was so frightened that she even had the urge to die.

She had no memory of witnessing the appearance of the Sky-Binding Chain. Although she knew that Su Qingqiu valued Jiang Zhige very much, she did not know to what extent.

If the importance of the incident was limited to the three encounters in Luoqi City, Wanxia would be guilty of a capital crime by disturbing Su Qingqiu's retreat.

You know, now the three Demon Emperors are eyeing them covetously. As one of the great emperors alive today, the success or failure of Su Qingqiu's retreat is related to the survival of all worlds.

Wanxia also thought it over carefully before she dared to risk her life to come and report.

She was very frightened and did not want to see her own emperor fall in love. However, if Su Qingqiu really liked Jiang Zhige, Wanxia, ​​as a personal maid, had the obligation to tell Su Qingqiu the truth.

After an unknown amount of time, a response finally came from the Great Sacrifice Wasteland.

"Back off."

The voice was calm, not as cold as one might imagine.

Wan Xia's expression froze for a moment, but she quickly reacted, bowed her head and said, "I'll take my leave."

When the feeling of relief wore off, she only felt a little melancholy and regretful.

Our own pure and innocent emperor actually fell in love with a damn demon emperor who razed the holy land of Beili.

In the Great Sacrifice Wasteland, as Su Qingqiu stood up, ripples appeared on the calm sea surface.

Behind her, there were phantom clouds of smoke, and in it was a slender figure whose facial features could not be seen clearly.

"Emperor Hange, it has taken a million years for enlightenment to evolve, and now it is just the finishing touch."

"Are you really going to give up your own path for the sake of love?"

These two seemingly ordinary sentences contain a complex and subtle rhythm of Taoism that is difficult to detect. Even cultivators below the saintly realm cannot understand what is being said.

Mysterious, ancient, terrifying, vast, all the existing adjectives are far from enough to describe one tenth of her.

Faced with such a mysterious existence whose voice was mixed with the rhyme of Tao, Su Qingqiu, as an emperor, was not respectful, but he could not display any dignity as the master of a world.

"Senior Luoqiu, thank you for your appreciation, but it's just for me..."

"Even if I have a million years, I won't choose."

Before he finished speaking, Su Qingqiu had disappeared in the wasteland of the great sacrifice.

What Wan Xia thought was the three times they had been together was actually three lifetimes, but for Su Qingqiu, the relationship between her and Jiang Zhige was more than just three lifetimes.

Luo Qiu stood there in a daze, as if thinking about Su Qingqiu's words.

"You won't choose, will you?"

Come to think of it, if Su Qingqiu had to make a choice between love and Tao, then her love would be doomed to be inferior to Tao, and Tao would also have cracks.

"Well, the love of four lifetimes is not over yet."

"Since he is not dead, if you do not meet him, you will not be able to achieve the true Tao."

Two days later, in Bailulin.

Jiang Zhige, who had just returned, sensed a different atmosphere in this place before he even landed.

Jiang Zhige frowned slightly, and his eyes immediately locked on an unremarkable brown-haired squirrel.

The squirrel looks cute and I don’t know what it eats, but it is as fat as a ball.

At this time, Mo Ziyan was holding an acorn in her hand and teasing the squirrel with a smile.

Ning Qiu Shui was observing the squirrel carefully at the side, with a hint of doubt between his brows.

They could all sense that the squirrel was a little peculiar, but they could not tell what exactly was so peculiar about it.

If the two women had not sensed the danger, they would have probably killed the squirrel.

At this moment, Jiang Zhige suddenly appeared and grabbed the squirrel.

"Master?"

Mo Ziyan's expression hesitated for a moment, and he immediately put the squirrel behind his mind.

Jiang Zhige looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Don't come over, there is something wrong with this thing."

There are many unknown things in this world. Although Mo Ziyan and Ning Qiu Shui have high cultivation, it is normal for them to have things they don’t know.

However, even Jiang Zhige, a true god at the emperor level, could not see through the squirrel's true colors.

It was definitely not a good thing that a strange squirrel whose true identity he couldn't figure out appeared in Bailulin for no reason.

The two women looked at each other, filled with confusion.