As for Yang Cheng himself, he had more to think about.
Aphrodite and Apollo had made it clear that Hephaestus, the God of Fire, was not the most powerful god, but he was the creator of many divine weapons.
His divine weapon, the Hammer of the God of Fire, was said to be able to cause earthquakes and lava eruptions. More importantly, it could fuse divine power with the divine weapon. Moreover, he was a divine craftsman.
Previously, he had been wondering how the fake Magical Girdle came about. Now, he could finally solve the mystery. It was most likely the work of Hephaestus.
Due to the limitations of materials and strength, he could not forge a real divine weapon. But creating a fake one was not a problem for him.
Coincidentally, this time, Hermes and the God of Fire attacked the illusion together. Their relationship should be good, which explained why Hermes disguised himself as Gray Robe and participated in that strange operation.
As for Ning Ruozhu, who was most likely Hera, Yang Cheng felt that she must have played a lot of tricks. But for the time being, he was not sure if she was the mastermind.
At this point, Yang Cheng had gradually understood the things that Christen and the others had repeatedly hidden from him.
After the recovery of Gaia's Heart, they must have known about the various plans of the God Race, but they did not want him to know.
It would be a lie to say that Yang Chen didn't care at all. After all, this wasn't a small matter, and it put him in a difficult position as a half-human half-god. But … even if he knew about it now, would he really stop them?
With the arrival of a group of people in the illusion, the information reached his ears. Inevitably, Yang Cheng felt a little confused. Some things seemed to be mixed up in his heart, making him panic.
Four days passed quickly. Almost all the cultivators who stayed on the island had recovered. These people were not poor, and they still had a lot of healing elixirs.
Yang Cheng did not care about them. Anyway, these people would not freeze to death or starve to death. It was impossible for all of them to stay in the house.
Of course, people like Yan Sanniang and Tang Luyi who were related to Yang Chen still had to be treated well. It would be embarrassing to separate them from other related people. Hence, Yang Chen arranged some accommodations for the Yan siblings, Luo Qianqiu, Luo Xiaoxiao and the rest.
Yang Cheng avoided interacting with Luo Xiaoxiao as much as possible, so that Lin Ruoxi would not be able to wait. But it seemed that Luo Xiaoxiao was not in the mood to pester Yang Cheng. Because of the appearance of her biological mother, Tang Luyi, the girl was a little lost these few days.
Luo Qianqiu and Xu Shaogong were the only two people left in the Illusory Realm. After everyone had recovered their strength, the two of them gathered a group of experts to discuss how to return to the Illusory Realm.
These experts were different from Cheng Cheng. They knew that it was impossible for them to be friends with the God, and the gods would not let them go.
The reason why they did not come looking for trouble was probably because the gods were busy recovering their strength and releasing Zeus from the formation.
The cultivators knew that although the gods were much stronger than them, they would not be able to win if Zeus were to be released.
Therefore, to be on the safe side, they decided to send Xu Shaogong, who was the fastest, to investigate the vicinity of Mystic Heaven Island and see if the gods were up to something.
Although the Twelve Heavenly Godly Formation was the masterpiece of the ancient immortals and should be indestructible, the gods' strength had far surpassed the level they were twenty thousand years ago when they first came to Earth.
Moreover, the Fire God and the Empress had been in hiding for hundreds of years and understood the civilization of the cultivators of Hua Xia.
Unknowingly, three days had passed. Xu Shaogong, who had returned from the illusory realm, had also returned with the latest news.
As expected, Mystic Heaven Island had been taken over by the gods. They had used their powerful spatial laws to create a sealed domain.
Xu Shaogong did not dare to approach. No matter how arrogant he was, he did not want to die.
Unable to find out what was going on inside, he could only observe from the outside that the Godly Formation was strangely destabilizing.
It was as if the center of a spider's web was shaking, causing the entire web to tremble.
After a tense discussion, the cultivators finally decided that they could not ignore the situation. They decided that all cultivators above the Dark Water Stage would return to the illusion the next day.
At midnight, Yang Cheng was chatting with a few women when he found out that Luo Qianqiu had come looking for him.
Luo Qianqiu did not enter the castle. Instead, he stood on the cliff outside, staring at the Wolf Fang Moon in the sky, waiting for Yang Cheng to come out.
Luo Qianqiu and Tang Luyi had been reunited for the past few days. Yang Cheng did not know how they were doing, but with his daughter Luo Xiaoxiao by his side, it would not be too awkward. After all, they had been through a lot, and they would not cry and scream like the villains of the secular world.
Yang Cheng leisurely walked to the cliff and stood side by side with Luo Qianqiu. From the side, Luo Qianqiu's hair had turned white, as if he had aged a lot in just a few days.
"What do you want?" Yang Cheng's tone was calm. He no longer had much hatred for this guy.
Luo Qianqiu was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he turned around and faced Yang Cheng, humbly bowing his head …
Yang Cheng was startled. What was he doing? Bowing?
"I know, I, Luo Qianqiu, do not have the face to say this, but … I can only beg of you, promise me one thing …"
Yang Chen couldn't help but chuckle, "You want me to help you fight the Gods? Didn't I say it before, I … "
"No!"
Luo Qianqiu stood up, shaking his head, "I do not ask for you to fight against such a powerful enemy for the sake of us who were once your enemies. I'm afraid the power of the gods has already far exceeded our imagination. "
"Then what do you want from me?" Yang Cheng was puzzled.
"Lu 'er … and Xiaoxiao, mother and daughter …" Luo Qianqiu's face trembled slightly as he suppressed the agitation in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "If anything happens to me, please take good care of them."
Yang Cheng was stunned. Why did these words sound like a dying request? Was this man in front of him really that vicious, cunning, and unruly Luo Family Patriarch?
"It looks like you've already made preparations to not return from the illusory realm tomorrow?" Yang Cheng said with a smile.
Luo Qianqiu took a deep breath and sighed bitterly at himself, "Actually, you know better than me, don't you? You have a divine spark, so you should know how strong the gods have recovered … We are going to Profound Heaven Island this time to stop the gods from releasing Zeus, but to put it bluntly, we are just doing our best. There is no need to listen to the heavens' will.
"Then why are you still going? At least someone like you can hide for a while. You just reunited with your old lover, "Yang Cheng said half-jokingly.
Luo Qianqiu's expression was solemn as he said word by word, "No, Lu 'er, she is my wife. You were right, I have never forgotten her."
Yang Cheng was silent. The current Luo Qianqiu was incomparably unfamiliar.
"I know that Xiaoxiao has feelings for you, but you don't really have feelings for her. However, I believe that since you were able to stay by her side in the Eye of the Heavenly Demon, she definitely has a place in your heart.
As a father, I don't want my daughter to be with someone like you. When I asked her to return to the illusory realm early, it was because I was afraid that she would get too close to you.
She is a pitiful child and deserves a good man who treats her wholeheartedly … but I have no other choice, so I can only trust you. "
Luo Qianqiu actually bowed deeply and nodded after he finished speaking.
Yang Cheng wanted to say something, but when the words were at the tip of his tongue, he couldn't open his mouth.
As a man with many emotional debts, he could refuse, but as a father, it was difficult for him to refuse such a trust.
Just as Luo Qianqiu turned to leave, Yang Cheng called out to him, "Why?" Yang Cheng looked at Luo Qianqiu with bright eyes, "Why would you leave your wife and daughter to die even though you know that you will die …
You know, you can choose not to go. Even if the gods want to slaughter the cultivators, you can try to hide … or, for Master Tang's sake, stay here and receive my protection. "
Luo Qianqiu turned around, chuckling lowly, "If I said that it was because of a common saying, 'the rise and fall of the world, every man has a responsibility', would you believe me?"
Yang Cheng frowned, "But you are not a common man who charges into the enemy lines. All the cultivators on this island above the Weak Water Stage are not."
Luo Qianqiu turned around, his eyes seemed to be flowing with a blazing flame as he smiled.
"You are wrong. All the people in the world are 'common men'. Cultivation and realm cannot change our roots.
Maybe it's because you are still young, maybe it's because you almost always stay in a country outside of Hua Xia, maybe it's because you have a Sovereign God's godhood.
Maybe you don't understand, but us cultivators in Hua Xia, although we fight and scheme against each other, by hook or by crook, killing each other, fighting for power and strength …
But now, we have a common enemy. We cultivators in the illusion, the enemies of Hua Xia's descendants.
Just like a big family, usually we don't see eye to eye with each other, but when outsiders come to invade, no matter how many conflicts there are, they will be put aside and unite against the common enemy.
Because in our bones, the same blood flows, our roots are still in the depths of Hua Xia.
If the gods want to raze our home to the ground and uproot us, then we must use our blood to irrigate the land that gave birth to us … "
Luo Qianqiu said these words, not very passionate, not very serious, and a little too dull, but it made Yang Cheng's mind tremble.
The man in front of him seemed to have shed all the halos, unloaded his cultivation and the past.
He was like an ordinary man in the war years, a man who was about to go to the battlefield for the sake of family, for the sake of love, for the sake of loyalty.
It was not that he was not afraid of death, but he could not fear the inevitable fate.
Perhaps, this was the original appearance of human beings … Yang Cheng couldn't help but think.
Until Luo Qianqiu left the cliff, Yang Cheng stood there quietly alone.
Looking at the stars in the sky, Yang Cheng felt the cold wind all night, and no one disturbed him.
The next morning, all the cultivators above the Dark Water Stage in the illusion were ready to leave and return to Hongmeng's Xuantian Island.
Scenes of life and death parting were naturally unavoidable.
Yan Sanniang and Yan Feiyu sent their brother Yan Feiyun off with tears in their eyes, while Tang Luyi and Luo Xiaoxiao wept silently at Luo Qianqiu.
Luo Xiaoxiao originally wanted to rush up and drag Yang Cheng, begging Yang Cheng to help, but Luo Qianqiu sent a stream of True Essence into her acupuncture point, knocking her out.
Yang Cheng didn't say a word, quietly watching everything until nearly a hundred cultivators left.
At this time, the eastern sky was dark and gloomy, and the cold wind howled.
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