The power of a god supporting the heavens and earth erupted in a desperate counterattack.

The speed of his fingertips surpassed the limits, possessing absolute speed under absolute power.

The air, torn apart by the high velocity, became scorching hot, as sharp as a red-hot scalpel, easily piercing the Nuwa soil-level defense around her heart. Chong's face showed a hint of astonishment and rage.

"You… this sovereign's Nuwa soil!"

There was a clear mark on her heart, the Nuwa soil had been taken out.

The radiance in the eyes of the girl who hadn't retreated a single step gradually dimmed.

Qingqiu Country was unreachable. When Wei Yuan rushed back to the old street and knocked on A Zhao's door, he sensed something was wrong. Pushing the door open, he found the room had been cleaned impeccably, as if its owner was about to leave for a long journey.

On the table was a cup of red tea, and beneath it, a letter.

And a box.

Wei Yuan unfolded the letter, seeing delicate handwriting:

"Wei Guanzhu, by the time you open this letter, I should be gone."

"But please don't worry about me."

"I just feel that after finally arriving in this era, in this human world thousands of years later, it would be too regrettable to stay only in the old street. So, I hope to go out and see it, to see this human world."

"Perhaps ten years, perhaps twenty years, I might return, or perhaps I will find my own place and never come back. But I hope to keep this room."

The god Chong, supporting the heavens, gritted his teeth. Layers of纹路, lines appeared on his body, golden light representing the气运, aura of an emperor. For thousands of years, the only female emperor regarded as legitimate, her imperial aura retaliated. The god Chong, supporting the heavens, had once been a subject of the human race.

He was the Xia official.

Even someone as powerful as Gonggong would suffer the backlash from the human emperor's artifact.

As the god Chong, supporting the heavens, was stabbed in the abdomen by the short sword formed by the legend of Li Zhi of the Tang Dynasty offering sacrifices to Heaven at Mount Tai – one of the several such ceremonies in the human world – the backlash force made him groan, and the divine authority was suppressed.

The lines in the eyes of the god Chong, supporting the heavens, became dense.

And Wei Yuan in the museum murmured the letter.

"So, please don't come looking for me anymore."

"However, when you and Miss Jue get married, you can send me a text message, and I will send you a gift. I also hope that here, I will always be just A Zhao, without any other identity."

"Also, if that female emperor knew what the white-haired immortal was thinking at the time, perhaps she would say this in the end, as an answer to Wei Guanzhu, your mortal enemy: 'Hearing that you have another love, I tear it up and burn it. Burn it, and scatter its ashes in the wind! From now on, let us not long for each other again, let our longing be cut off!'"

"Just kidding."

"Wei-dage don't overthink it."

"Farewell, Zhao."

"I'm going to travel the human world!"

Wei Yuan was lost in thought for a long time. He opened the box. In the jade box, strands of starlight-like dust rose and fell. Surrounded by this Nuwa soil, a crescent-shaped jade pendant lay quietly, its patterns the same as before.

'Chen-dage, are you going on a long trip?'

'This is what my mother gave me, now I'll give it to you.'

The girl smiled, clasped her hands and bowed, her voice clear:

'May your journey be safe, smooth, and free from worry.'

"May your journey be safe, smooth, and free from worry…"

"My Great Tang, my Wu Zhou…"

The girl leaned against the stone pillar and sat down, her heart empty. She lowered her eyes, smiled, and whispered, "My Divine Land."

"For all eternity."

"For all eternity…"

For some reason, she suddenly thought of her experiences in her later years, staying in the Ziwei Palace, abandoned by everyone, only herself looking down at the setting sun over the palace in loneliness. She had also regretted it, but thinking carefully, if she were asked whether she would make other choices in her youth, she probably wouldn't.

Whether it was merit or fault, whether it was a blood-soaked, cruel, and ruthless poisonous woman.

Or the monarch who opened the imperial examinations and personally presided over them.

The emperor surrounded by virtuous people, the desolate and abandoned ruler.

Knowing people and making good use of them, not delegating power.

Also, acting impulsively, with unpredictable likes and dislikes.

Ah…

The girl closed her eyes contentedly, just like her old self in those years.

"I've been myself."

"Enough joy…"

She murmured, "Chinu, I'm coming to find you."

The girl's spirit departed, ceasing to exist. The god Chong, supporting the heavens, groaned, and finally his whole body was covered with golden human aura. The broken sword transformed from the Mount Tai fengshan sword on the ground slowly disappeared. In a situation of mutual loss, he took advantage of the situation with a palm strike, seemingly wanting to directly kill this girl until her soul was scattered.

But in the end, it was just a broad hand holding a true spirit.

His five fingers slowly loosened, letting it return to heaven and earth.

Shenzhou, Ze Tian Wu Zhao, died in battle.

The Great Wilderness, the seventeenth generation of gods, the god Chong, supporting the heavens, briefly lost combat power.

Unable to participate in the war.

"... Miscalculated a step, humans ah." The god supporting the heavens looked at his palm, able to clearly feel that his mythological concept, because he was deceived by Zhuanxu back then, had left a fatal flaw, and now, this fatal weakness and flaw, was forcibly interfered with by the aura of the female emperor.

On this battlefield, not activating the mythological concept was simply courting death.

He thought of the potter, and, if he didn't have enough strength, the black-haired youth who had come before representing Gonggong, with those deep eyes, felt like he would be counter-killed at any time. The face of the god supporting the heavens changed several times, and finally he coldly smiled: "In any case, I am powerless this time."

"Potter, the Great Wilderness awaits you."

"If you can still live…"

He mustered his last divine power and slammed his fist on the ground. The earth veins instantly produced a huge tremor, and then instantly communicated with the water veins. A divine power directly impacted the Qingqiu Country small world. The body of Chi You, which had calmed down, roared again.

Nüjiao clenched her right hand, and the Shennong whip flew out directly, forcibly controlling Chi You's body, which was now indiscriminately attacking everything and wanted to forcibly impact the edge of Qingqiu Country. At the same time, the Shenzhou earth and water veins began to vibrate violently. The water god Gonggong's side received a message from the Great Wilderness.

I wonder what that mountain lord will feel when he finds out there won't be any reinforcements.

Sorry, kid with the surname Wang, since I can't be reinforcements, I can only watch the fun.

The god supporting the heavens sneered, looking at the girl in front of him, and after a moment of silence, still used his current body to pick up the girl with her eyes closed and send her to the Qianling Mausoleum, grabbing two handfuls of earth and placing the broken Mount Tai fengshan sword on top.

He slammed his fist, swayed backward, and directly left the human world to go to the Great Wilderness.

"For the time being, let's call it a miserable ending…"

"Heh…"

Between heaven and earth, the river swayed. Wei Yuan clenched the letter, rushed out, raised his head, and saw the surging river in the sky. This only represented one thing. After the god supporting the heavens attacked Qingqiu Country, the water god Gonggong began to invite the human world to war.

"It's been twelve days, Wei Yuan, haven't you prepared yet?"

"Or, do you need a few more days?"

The majestic and magnificent voice, like waves or thunder, the water god Gonggong walked out of the East Sea step by step, his long hair tied with silver rings, hanging down to near the ground, beginning the invitation to war. The water god Gonggong had been waiting for twelve days.

But the Chang'an Sword had not been completely forged.

Wei Yuan raised his head to look at the distance, the rivers that moved like stellar rings, the tall gods towering, then lowered his head to look at the box in his hand, the Nuwa soil inside slowly flowing. The trajectory of the era began to turn. When Gonggong stepped out, it already represented that the previous illusory peace had been broken.

Wei Yuan clenched his five fingers and threw the box to Bai Ze behind him.

Bai Ze was flustered and barely caught it, stunned:

"Guanzhu…?"

"Take it to the imperial mausoleum."

"Bai Ze, how long will it take to restore the First Emperor to his peak?"

Wei Yuan asked.

Bai Ze opened his mouth: "... I will do it as soon as possible."

"Okay."

Originally, what Yu left behind as material for sealing the Nine Cauldrons was eventually taken by Mo Di to cast the sword, and then melted by the last Qin Mo to make the material for the Twelve Metal Men. So, if in the end there was still no Jizhou metal from Taotie, then at least the Twelve Metal Men could be used for sealing.

"I will go and stop Gonggong."

"At least, hold Gonggong outside the coastline of Shenzhou."

"I might not immediately fight Him, but at least I have to complete the containment, that is, delay for a while." Now that damned joker, the god supporting the heavens, directly attacked Qingqiu Country, opening the full mythological concept and interrupting Shenzhou's layout.

But mutual confrontation and opposition were originally give and take.

The other side was not a puppet, and would not obediently listen to arrangements.

"Gonggong will not actively set foot here, but I guess it won't be too long, at most a day or two."

"I'll go to Longhu Mountain first."

Wei Yuan thought for a while, then threw the crescent-shaped jade pendant to Bai Ze:

"Put this jade pendant in the museum."

"Huh? Isn't this, isn't this a modern craft?" Bai Ze was stunned.

"Yes, but modern crafts are also valuable. The value is not in what it is, but in what is placed on it…" Wei Yuan murmured, and finally shook his head: "Forget it, put it away first…"

"Taotie, what are you doing…"

"Did you really run away?"

……………………

At the same time, the border of the Great Wilderness.

A youth dressed in white, with a long sword in his right hand propping himself up, gasped, clutching his chest.

Looking at the military camps and battle formations spread out in front.

"Tsk…"

Taotie, or rather, the face of the Jinyun clan revealed an unwilling expression.

Clutching his chest with his left hand, his body as one of the Four Fiends actually had many hideous wounds. At the same time, the pocket on his waist hung down, with a heavy object inside, exuding a pure and rich aura of fortune, dotted with stars, the color resembling Jizhou metal.

Looking at it again, its shape was like a simple and ancient cauldron, with纹路, patterns all over it.

Taotie, who had been missing for two and a half months.

When he reappeared, what he brought in his hand was not Jizhou metal.

But, one of the Nine Cauldrons.

ps: Today's third update…………

Li Zhi, nicknamed Chinu……