Stillness.
The roar and the wind and snow turned into silence in an instant.
In the raging cold wind, the flowers of spring bloomed.
Gentleness.
Cynanchum Chinense and the others felt the warmth of the spring breeze. The torrent of ice that was about to destroy everything seemed to disappear in an instant.
Winter left and spring came.
This was not martial arts, but a miracle.
An impossible miracle.
They had seen the land frozen overnight, but it was impossible to see a world that could be rejuvenated in an instant.
The power of recovery and warmth was slow and unnoticeable. Only in the hands of the Third Young Master Shen, it became a power that could fight against the raging ice.
"This is …"
Xuan Yan narrowed his eyes.
He looked at Shen Zhenyi seriously, his pupils turned into golden triangles.
"You are not …"
He lowered his voice and muttered to himself.
"This isn't your era, it's not your world."
Shen Zhenyi sat on the crystal throne, his expression indifferent: "The Xuan family is too naive, but this world can't accommodate a God."
"Go back."
He waved his hand tiredly.
"Hahahahaha!"
Xuan Yan let out a crazy laugh. "Do you think I really care about such a low-level broken world? Humans are always so stupid, in this apocalyptic world where the beasts are destroying them, they want to be saved? I have never heard such a funny joke. "
The moment before he left, the God's mind seemed to have returned to clarity.
Even if it was just a fragment of consciousness, it did not prevent him from understanding the truth of the Seven Wounds World in a short time. Maybe it was through the memory of this child, or maybe it was another method, but he soon found that this was indeed a world that was on the verge of destruction and subversion.
The beasts were powerful, and the humans were cowering.
In a world like this, one side was already doomed.
In less than a few hundred years, this place would become a wasteland.
— No, it would be even faster.
A cruel and cunning smile appeared in the golden pupils.
This world was destined to be destroyed.
There were still people who held on to their naive ideals, expecting the power of the outside world to save them? How stupid were the humans of these low-level worlds?
"You don't have to worry about this world."
Shen Zhenyi smiled.
"Humans have their own way of survival. If you're lucky enough, you should be able to see it."
In this world.
He was lucky to have the Third Young Master Shen.
In that case … it shouldn't be destroyed.
He raised his head and looked at the sky. During the day, it was shrouded in dark clouds, so he couldn't see the Moon's Eye. However, he remembered its location clearly.
Xuan Yan sneered sarcastically, "You want to fight against the general trend by yourself? Were there always such people in the human race? Unfortunately, when the world was falling, no one could stop it. The path you've chosen is destined to be a dead end. Even if you've comprehended a martial art that can withstand the might of the gods, under the restrictions of this world, everything is just a joke! "
Going against the heavens meant certain death!
Shen Zhenyi was too lazy to reply.
In the time it took to say those words, the wind and snow in the sky had already disappeared without a trace, and Xuan Yan's appearance gradually returned to normal. The golden light in his eyes became dimmer and dimmer, and his face revealed a terrified expression.
"It's about time."
Shen Zhenyi turned to Miss Yuan and said, "Go and catch him."
Before he finished speaking, Xuan Yan's eyes closed and he fell from the sky. Miss Yuan hurriedly rushed out and reached out to catch him. She felt that he was light as a feather, and that he was just a child. He didn't have the might of the gods just now.
She turned to look at Shen Zhenyi in surprise.
"The Descent of God was a success."
Shen Zhenyi understood his doubts. "From today onwards, Xuan Yan has the bloodline of the Ancient Gods. His consciousness has completely integrated with the Fragment of Divine Will, so he's still himself. When he can fully control his own power, he can have the might of a Demigod. "
However, this process was very long.
Xuan Tianwei's plan was meaningless from the start.
If Xuan Yan couldn't control the Descent of God with his own consciousness, it would be a disaster comparable to the Direbeasts.
If Xuan Yan controlled the consciousness of the gods, perhaps the Direbeasts would have destroyed Xuantian City before he could fully unleash the power of the Descent of God.
The Xuan family had planned for a thousand years and sacrificed their entire family. They were just fighting for a slim chance of survival.
Princess Long listened to Shen Zhenyi's analysis and sighed. "I think that Elder Xuan should know. But with his temperament, how could he give up?"
Although she had never met him, she could feel the pain and persistence of the Xuan family from Xuan Yan.
"Maybe."
Shen Zhenyi shook his head.
His gaze fell on the sleeping Xuan Yan, and he didn't move for a long time.
No matter what, Xuan Tianwei had indeed brought a change to this world.
The Xuan family had raised a god!
All the major forces soon received the news.
Everyone was guessing what Xuan Tianwei's trump card was, but no one expected it to be such a terrifying thing.
"God?"
Prince Nineteen raised his eyebrows.
His face was gloomy. After the failure of the Ten Thousand Sages Bureau, his usual arrogance was gone, leaving only a hint of hostility.
The ones who paid the most attention to this news were, of course, the royal family.
They originally wanted to use the assassination of Prince Yuan to make a fuss and deal with the Xuan family. They didn't expect the Xuan family to take advantage of the situation and sacrifice their entire family to create a god!
What a joke!
"These people from the Doyen Faction all have ulterior motives. Who knows what they want to do? Leaving them in Xuantian City is just a waste of time! "
He cursed fiercely.
The leader of the Golden-clothed Association stood in front of him and smiled bitterly. "This time, I'm afraid the Doyen Faction didn't expect Xuan Tianwei to hide such a great weapon. He didn't mention it for a thousand years. He wants to die together with us!"
"Enough!"
The masked man in the middle spoke. His voice was dignified.
"Do you think we don't know what those people from the Doyen Faction are like?"
The royal family and the Doyen Faction had been fighting for so many years, so they naturally knew what these people were thinking.
They were good at fighting for power and profit. Which family didn't have a few trump cards that they couldn't see? They originally thought that the Xuan family was a pushover, but they didn't expect that the seemingly selfless Xuan Tianwei also had his own selfish motives.
"The most important thing now is to find out what this God's Descent is. Can this so-called God really exist in this world? "
The masked man was extremely cold.
The royal family should know best about Gods because according to legend, the royal family was the descendant of Gods. They had a purer and stronger bloodline of Gods than the Xuan family.
There were records of God's Descent, but most people thought it was absurd and just a rumor.
Now that the truth was in front of them, it was different.
"Other than that, if there's a chance, can we control this God in our hands?"
The masked man asked Prince Nineteen and the leader of the Golden-clothed Association.
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