In the next moment, Mo Qi would be engulfed by the raging waves, quickly vanishing without a trace.
Mo Qi was powerless. He seemed to see his body being smashed into a pulp, with no possibility of survival.
At this moment, as scenes flashed by, he thought of many things: his beautiful wife and beloved family, his sons and daughters, and the restarted world…
All of this would eventually become the past, a bygone era unrelated to him…
Just then, two figures suddenly floated over, standing beside Mo Qi. Each unleashed their divine abilities, and two streams of red and white light surged forth, holding back the raging airflow. In just a moment, they rapidly dissipated.
However, this brief moment bought Mo Qi time.
Mo Qi took a deep breath, preparing to continue manipulating the Heavenly Book.
He also realized that the two people who had rushed to his aid were Zhu Yan and the Saintess. Although the Saintess was cold and Zhu Yan selfish, at this critical juncture, they had both chosen to risk their lives to save him.
Yes, they would not be able to withstand such a powerful impact; they would surely die.
But they were buying him a chance to live, and he could not just sit and wait for death.
He had to buy them a chance to survive, and a chance for everyone.
At this moment, the Saintess reminded him, "Don't use the Heavenly Book. He can utilize the Star World, and so can you. Have you forgotten? When we were at the Sun Star, you used the Sun Star's power to destroy Suo Jin's clone."
Mo Qi was suddenly jolted awake. At the critical moment, he used the Sun Chasing Star Plucking Art. The entire Sun Star instantly responded, rising from the pond and striking the myriad star worlds condensed by Hongjun.
Though weakened, the Sun Star's power did not diminish; it remained incomparably strong, still blazing fiercely.
Hongjun's eyes almost bulged out. "You, you can actually do this."
A smile appeared on Mo Qi's lips. "Are you afraid?"
Hongjun's mouth twitched. "What is there to be afraid of? At worst, we'll perish together. If I can't live, no one in the world will. Do you know that if the Sun Star is destroyed, the world won't even have a chance to restart?"
Mo Qi's heart trembled. The consequence was indeed terrifying.
But the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired.
It was too late to stop now.
Unless the opponent's myriad stars self-destructed, the collision was inevitable.
Mo Qi's heart hardened. "Then let's all be destroyed."
The Saintess sighed. "I told you to use the Sun Star's power, not to crash the Sun Star into it. Alas, it's done now. We are all powerless to change it."
At this moment, Hei Jun had just driven away the snow beast and was trying to free himself to continue pursuing the little blood person, Zi Luo, and others.
However, when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but stop his actions. He swept his figure away into the distance. As long as he could escape this peak and reach other peaks and ponds, he had a chance of survival.
Although the nearest peak of Wuliang Mountain was still a hundred and eight thousand miles away, with his divine abilities, he had a possibility of flying out.
Hongjun's surviving disciples, Little Fifteen, Little Sixteen, and others, also fled desperately into the distance.
Zhu Yan hesitated for a moment, then also swept her figure away, fleeing for her life.
In an instant, only Hongjun, Mo Qi, and his companions remained in the field.
Hongjun was overcome with grief and couldn't help but sigh to the heavens, "It is the time, it is fate!"
Then, his eyes blazed with anger, and he roared, "Let's all die together."
The Fire Demon and the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors whistled away, instantly disappearing without a trace.
Zi Luo and the Saintess, however, moved closer to Mo Qi, each emitting divine light and helping him continue to manipulate the Sun Star.
"Fool," Mo Qi couldn't help but scold. "You could have escaped. Hurry and escape."
"If the heavens and earth are destroyed, where will we go?"
"To other ponds. This pond only manages this area. We can live in other ponds," Mo Qi said urgently.
"It's too late," Zi Luo said.
"I want to stay with you. I don't want to see you so lonely," the Saintess said.
"Alas," Mo Qi sighed heavily. Hysteria was useless now; it was better to face life and death with a calm heart.
Death is like a lamp extinguished, nothing more!
Everyone thought destruction was inevitable, when suddenly a figure arrived in the air. He looked exactly like Hongjun; it was Hongjun's clone. It turned out he was not dead yet.
At this moment, his participation seemed unable to change the outcome. If he helped Hongjun's main body and won, they would be destroyed; if he lost, they would still be destroyed. So why had he come?
Hongjun's clone suddenly merged into his main body. After a brief struggle, Hongjun's eyes lit up, and it was clearly Hongjun's clone's tone: "Mo Qi, I will stop him. You must continue. Stop the world's restart. You still have a long way to go, but I believe you can do it."
"Alright," Mo Qi was overjoyed and immediately promised, "I will be steadfast and use this old life of mine to stop them from restarting the world."
"Good," Hongjun nodded, forming a hand seal and drawing a circle in the air. The star world condensed by the myriad stars suddenly turned, striking Hongjun himself.
The Sun Star continued to roar forward, unstoppable.
Once the Sun Chasing Star Plucking Art was unleashed, there was no turning back.
Therefore, its power could be imagined.
In the next moment, Hongjun's body was submerged in a divine light. The fragments of divine light surged endlessly, lasting for a long time.
Before disappearing, Hongjun's main body regained control of his body and roared in anger, "I was actually killed by myself."
Therefore, in the cultivation world, cultivating a clone is not necessarily a good thing; it might turn against you.
At the moment the divine light exploded, Mo Qi picked up Long Ji, Xue Nu, and others who were unconscious on the ground, and swept into the backyard. Looking at the swirling dust and chaos in the front yard, he couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion, almost having gone with the dust!
Mo Qi used elixirs to awaken Xue Nu, Long Ji, and the others.
These few people were also filled with emotion. Life was like a dream; everyone was in a dream. Sometimes you thought you had woken up, but you were still dreaming.
The little blood person and the little one rubbed against Mo Qi's legs, acting incredibly cute, as if telling Mo Qi, "Look, I passed the test. I didn't abandon you."
This was just a personal choice. Mo Qi would not blame the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors and the Fire Demon for leaving, but these two simpletons had to be rewarded.
Mo Qi took out some elixirs and threw them to them. They grabbed the elixirs and ate them with a crunch.
Mo Qi then sat cross-legged again, preparing to cultivate.
The Saintess said, "Shouldn't we go to Wuliang Peak to find Old Ancestor Wuliang?"
Mo Qi shook his head. "He will come. We will wait here at our leisure. Why bother traveling thousands of miles?"
Zi Luo also sat down cross-legged. "Yes, this is a blessed land for cultivation. A thousand miles in an instant. Let's seize the time to cultivate."
"Exactly, exactly," Mo Qi nodded.
The others also sat down one after another and began to cultivate.
After cultivating for a while, Mo Qi suddenly opened his eyes. "This is such a good place for cultivation, with the opportune time and favorable conditions. The myriad stars' spiritual energy is overflowing, and we can't absorb it all. It's better to find more people to improve their cultivation, so we'll have more assistance later."
The Saintess nodded. "That makes sense. There will be a great battle next. The more people we have, the greater our chances of victory."
"What chances of victory?" A figure descended gracefully, landing beside Mo Qi. She was as beautiful as she was graceful, and it was Zhu Yan.
"No chances of victory," Zhu Yan continued. "Old Ancestor Wuliang's cultivation is profound and unfathomable, how can he be compared to ordinary people? No matter how many people go up, they will be a disorganized mob."
The Saintess pouted. "You still have the face to come back? I still clearly remember how you shamefully ran away with your tail between your legs."
Zhu Yan's pretty face turned slightly red. "It's human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. In that situation, it was better to escape if one could. Why wait to die here? If it weren't for Hongjun's clone suddenly betraying him, you all would have been reduced to ashes by now, and there would be no opportunity to say these sharp and sarcastic words."
The Saintess snorted coldly. "You speak so righteously about being afraid of death."