The life-saving earring of Feng Yi saved me.

I, with my remaining soul, was taken away by him.

On the way, he held it all the way, saying "fortunately" many times.

Fortunately, his nail protected my divine soul.

And fortunately, Cuihua protected my divine spirit before she died, allowing me to wake up so early.

But my little grass is gone.

She fulfilled her mission and dissipated in the world.

She was such a timid and fearful grass, but she died in such pain.

When you're really sad, it turns out you can't cry.

Because I didn't die completely, my luck was not taken away. I am convinced that Qing Lianzi will come to find me.

I noticed last time that Qing Lianzi's formation had problems. She couldn't fully activate that formation.

And the War God's eyes were empty, completely different from before.

The first time I saw him, he was indifferent, but this second time I saw him, I found that his eyes were filled with the word "slaughter," and his body was filled with bloodthirsty aura, which could backlash at any time.

If he backlashes, he will lose his ability to fight.

He is being controlled by Qing Lianzi.

Qing Lianzi is, after all, a mortal. There must be a way to stop her actions.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be so persistent with me.

She is both setting traps and telling stories to confuse my mind. It seems that this luck not only requires my death, but also my complete agreement, and I not only didn't die, but also woke up in the end.

I thought, and my thoughts became more chaotic.

Incoherent words.

Feng Yi held my hand, surrounded my shoulder, and patted my back gently.

He was trying to comfort me.

The calming spell flowed through his fingers and spread throughout my body.

The tight string.

Snapped.

Tears welled up.

"Cry it out! It's okay."

"It's my fault that I couldn't find your whereabouts all the time and couldn't save you and Cuihua together."

"Zhulan, cry! I know you must be wronged."

I gasped for breath, but the heavy stone in my chest didn't move.

When I regained my senses, it was already past midnight.

I looked at the small candlelight, still feeling a bit dazed.

I have to calm down, I must calm down.

I still have the burden of the world on my shoulders.

Finally, after several days of dawn, I figured out a solution.

I picked up a pen and drew three words, "Divine Spectrum," on red paper.

I want to force her to give me the Divine Spectrum.

After three months, Feng Yi arranged a grand funeral for me, unusually magnificent.

The purpose is to make Qing Lianzi feel that my luck is gone, and she can only take risks in another way.

Three months later, Feng Yi and I together ascended to the Ninth Heaven.

In front of my palace, the War God and the Emperor stood on the left and right guarding the gate.

I nodded at Feng Yi, and he grasped the void. The long spear in his hand shattered countless barriers and broke through the aura on the War God.

I took the opportunity to fly towards the door behind them.

The Emperor was about to stop me, but was blocked by Feng Yi's spear.

Because of the flower of Prajna that I and Feng Yi applied to his divine artifact beforehand to eliminate obstacles, the War God lost his combat power and fell to the ground.

"Emperor, your opponent is me."

"Ignorant child."