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Chapter 1972 Rebirth of God

"Yes."

The Holy Emperor slowly walked up to her.

"Has your decision changed now?"

Last time, Zhiyu resolutely rejected her proposal of fusion.

But this time, the Celestial Clan has come to an end, and she seems to have no choice.

"Can you defeat Heavenly Dao?"

She looked at the Holy Emperor with hopeful eyes.

But the latter did not give her a positive answer.

"Maybe."

Zhiyu was immediately disappointed.

"why?"

"Didn't you be sure last time?"

Due to the excitement, her tone became a little agitated.

"Didn't Heavenly Dao become weak after starting an all-out war between the Celestial Clan and the Immortal Clan and killing countless masters?"

"Now that the elites of the Celestial Clan are gone, and the masters of the Celestial Clan are all dead or injured, Heavenly Dao must be weakened to the extreme, right?"

"Isn't this the perfect situation you want most?"

"How could you not be sure?"

Faced with her questioning, the Holy Emperor was not angry.

She just gave an explanation calmly.

"The Celestial Clan is not a creature conceived by Heavenly Dao."

"And I didn't expect it to turn the Holy Lord's way into a weapon of its own."

She really didn't expect it.

Otherwise, when she and Jiang Cheng killed the Holy Lord Qianyuan before, she would definitely find a way to prevent Heavenly Dao from recovering the remaining holy world.

"Heavenly Dao is indeed several times weaker than before."

"But it has weapons, so it's not so easy to deal with."

"Especially the Wudao sword, it's too dangerous, I'm not sure if I can stop it."

"And that stone pencil, you should be thankful that Heavenly Dao's will is in control."

Zhiyu was a little puzzled by what the Holy Emperor said.

"why?"

"Isn't Heavenly Dao the strongest will?"

The Holy Emperor said indifferently: "Heavenly Dao's will is indeed the strongest, but it only accumulates strength, and it doesn't have as much thought as us creatures."

"If that stone pen is controlled by any fairy clan, the damage it will cause will be even greater."

Zhiyu thought about it carefully, and it was true.

If someone else manipulated the Mingyuan Pen today, he would be able to play 10,000 tricks without needing to fight head-to-head.

That is impossible to guard against.

"Fortunately, other people's consciousness shouldn't be able to control that stone pencil, right? Even if it can be controlled, it won't exert too much power."

"Did you think there was only the slate pencil?"

Zhiyu's pretty face changed slightly, "Does Heavenly Dao have other weapons?"

The Holy Emperor nodded of course.

"Don't forget, there are four holy masters in the fairy clan."

"They are all dead, so Heavenly Dao has four more weapons. Adding Qiu Yuxuan, Heavenly Dao is much more dangerous than before."

"how so……"

Zhiyu finally showed a look of despair.

Not to mention Qiu Yuxuan's Wudao sword, so far no one has been spared.

That slate pen alone had consumed her a lot and she had put in all her strength.

There are three more, how can it be stopped?

"Oops!"

"Then other people..."

She couldn't sit still any longer, and immediately chased him out in a hurry.

The Holy Emperor's prediction seemed to be right.

Just half an hour before their conversation took place, the Celestial Clan people led by Master Xingyou bumped into Returning Dust Banner head-on.

This was transformed from the Holy Realm of Lord Zhimi back then.

The effect is very direct, it is to manipulate the target's longevity.

This function looks a bit tasteless.

Regardless of whether it is the Immortal World or the Heavenly Realm, most people have lost their lifespan.

At the level of Venerable, it is easy to live hundreds of billions of young people.

It doesn't matter whether you increase or decrease points.

But Heavenly Dao's will is too strong, and under its control, Guichenfan exerted the effect of clearing his lifespan.

Let your life be as long as the sky, even if you become zero, you are still dead.

When Zhiyu arrived at the scene, he saw corpses all over the ground.

Everyone died peacefully, without the slightest scar on their bodies, let alone any signs of fighting.

It's just that everyone is too old to look good, because they all 'naturally die of old age'.

The only living person is Xingyou Guoshi.

It's just that at this moment, he looks like he is dying when he is alive.

When Zhiyu helped him up, the once high-spirited prophet was almost out of breath.

Seeing Zhiyu, the last brilliance burst out in his eyes.

It seems that he wants to say something, but he can't even mobilize his spirituality, let alone send a message.

The shriveled lips moved slightly, but they could only make the sound of exhaling.

"It's useless, he still has at most half a quarter of an hour's lifespan."

The Holy Emperor calmly made a judgment.

"It seems that he failed to block the attack of weapons transformed from the holy world of Lord Zhimi."

Zhiyu couldn't be as calm as her.

"If we merge and the gods reappear, can we defeat Heavenly Dao?"

"Can you save all the remaining clansmen?"

The Holy Emperor shook his head.

"I said, I'm not sure."

Discussing the resurrection of the gods of the past in front of a leader of the Yuanshi who was killed by Heavenly Dao, this scene is almost like a Samsara.

It's just that the person concerned, National Master Xingyou, has been unable to express any attitude.

"Then who is sure?"

Zhiyu shook his head in pain.

She suddenly thought of that person again.

"Jiang Cheng! Is Jiang Cheng sure?"

Like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood, she couldn't wait to ask: "If I beg him now, will he still help us?"

"you think too much."

The Holy Emperor said indifferently: "Even if he is really willing to help you, what do you think he can use to resist Heavenly Dao's will?"

"This person is amazing, possessing some incredible explosive means."

"But those methods are just child's play in front of Heavenly Dao."

"Once Heavenly Dao attacks him, he will not be able to protect himself."

The last gleam of light in Zhiyu's eyes gradually dimmed.

"So, I can only fuse with you?"

The Holy Emperor said blankly: "Merge with me, at least there is still a chance."

"If you don't integrate, you won't even have this chance."

She believed that Zhiyu would make the right choice.

Because she wants to protect SkyClan more than anyone else.

"After fusion, will I really lose all sense of self?"

"I have no idea."

The Holy Emperor shook his head again.

"I haven't fused, I can only speculate...it's very likely."

Zhiyu was silent.

But at this time, other places may be under attack from the other two Heavenly Dao treasures, and there is not much time for her to hesitate.

So in the end, she made a decision.

"I promise you to integrate, but you have to promise me one thing."

The Holy Emperor knew that what she wanted was to keep the Celestial Clan.

"Can."

The fine eyelashes slowly fell down, and Zhiyu closed her eyes.

"Let's begin then."

When the fingertips of the two touched together, the fusion officially began.

The figure of the Holy Emperor gradually disappeared between the sky and the earth, but a light flashed between Zhiyu's brows, and the purple light all over his body was already shining like the scorching sun.

Xingyou Guoshi, who once participated in the killing of the god of heaven, became the only person who witnessed the "rebirth of the god of heaven" at the last moment of his life.

(end of this chapter)