Chapter 1972 The God Is Reborn

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The Holy Emperor slowly walked up to her.

"Has your decision changed now?"

Last time, Zhiyu firmly rejected her proposal of fusion.

But this time, the Celestial Clan was at the end of its rope, and she seemed to have no choice.

"Can you defeat the way of heaven?"

She looked at the Holy Emperor with eyes full of hope.

But the latter did not give her a definite answer.

"Maybe."

Zhiyu suddenly became disappointed.

"Why?"

"Weren't you very confident last time?"

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

"Didn't you say that by provoking an all-out war between the Heavenly Clan and the Immortal Clan, and killing countless masters, the Heavenly Dao will become weak?"

"Now that the elites of the Celestial Clan are gone, and the masters of the Celestial Clan are all dead and wounded, the Dao of Heaven must be extremely weak, right?"

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

"Why are you so unsure?"

Faced with her questioning, the Holy Emperor did not get angry.

She just calmly explained.

"The Celestial Clan is not a creature bred by Heaven."

"And I didn't expect that it could turn the Holy Lord's way into its own weapon."

She really didn't expect it.

Otherwise, when she and Jiang Cheng killed Holy Lord Qianyuan before, she would definitely find a way to prevent Tiandao from reclaiming the remaining Holy World.

"Tiandao is indeed several times weaker than before."

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

"Especially the Wu Dao Sword. It's too dangerous. I'm not sure I can block it."

"And that stone pen, you should be lucky that the will of heaven is in control."

Zhiyu was a little puzzled by the Holy Emperor's words.

"Why?"

"Isn't the will of Heaven the strongest?"

The Holy Emperor said lightly: "The will of Heaven is indeed the strongest, but it only accumulates power and does not have as much thought as us creatures."

"If that stone pen were controlled by any immortal clan, the damage it would cause would be even greater."

Zhiyu thought about it carefully and found that it was indeed the case.

If it were someone else controlling the Life Yuan Pen today, he could play ten thousand tricks without the need for a head-on confrontation.

That is impossible to guard against.

"Fortunately, other people's consciousness shouldn't be able to control the stone pen, right? Even if they can control it, it won't be able to exert much power."

"Do you think it's just that stone pen?"

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

The Holy Emperor nodded matter-of-factly.

"Don't forget, there are four Holy Masters in the Immortal Clan."

"They are all dead, so Tiandao has four more weapons. Plus Qiu Yuxuan, Tiandao is much more dangerous now than before."

"how so……"

Zhiyu finally showed a look of despair.

Not to mention Qiu Yuxuan's Wu Dao Sword, no one has been spared yet.

Just that stone pen cost her a lot and she put in all her strength.

How could we still be able to block three more?

"Oops!"

"Then others now..."

She couldn't sit down 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 Tian clan members led by Imperial Master Xingyou ran into the Guichen Banner head-on.

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

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

This effect seems a bit tasteless.

Regardless of the Yuanxian Realm or the Heavenly Realm, most people no longer have the problem of lifespan.

When you reach the level of a Venerable, it is easy to live hundreds of billions of years.

Whether you add points or subtract points, it basically doesn't matter.

But the will of Heaven is too strong, and under its control, the Return to the Dust Banner exerts the effect of clearing life span.

Even if your life span is as long as the sky, even if it becomes zero, you will still be dead.

When Zhiyu rushed to the scene, she saw bodies scattered on the ground.

Everyone died peacefully, with no scars on their bodies, and no signs of battle.

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

The only living person is the Xingyou Imperial Master.

It's just that at this time, he looked like he was about to die.

When Zhiyu helped him up, this once vigorous prophet was almost out of breath.

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

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

His dry lips moved slightly, but he could only make a whooshing sound.

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

The Holy Emperor made a calm judgment.

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

Zhiyu couldn't be as calm as her.

"If we merge and God reappears, can we defeat Heaven?"

"Can we save all the remaining clan members?"

The Holy Emperor shook his head.

"I told you, I'm not sure either."

In front of a Yuanshi leader who was killed by Tiandao and was dying, discussing the resurrection of the god of the past, this scene is like reincarnation.

However, the person involved, Imperial Master Xingyou, could no longer express any attitude.

"Then who is sure?"

Zhiyu shook her head in pain.

She suddenly thought of that person again.

"Jiang Cheng! Is Jiang Cheng sure?"

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

"you think too much."

The Holy Emperor said calmly: "Even if he is really willing to help you, what do you think he can do to resist the will of heaven?"

"This person is very magical and has some incredible explosive methods."

"But those methods are just child's play in front of the way of heaven."

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

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

"So, I can only merge with you?"

The Holy Emperor said expressionlessly: "If you merge with me, you will at least have a chance."

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

She believed that Zhiyu would make the right choice.

Because she wants to protect the Celestial Clan more than anyone else.

"Will I really lose all sense of myself after merging?"

"I have no idea."

The Holy Emperor shook his head again.

"I have not fused, I can only speculate... it is very likely."

Zhiyu fell silent.

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

So in the end, she made a decision.

"I promise you fusion, but you also have to promise me something."

The Holy Emperor knew that what she wanted was to preserve the Heavenly Clan.

"Can."

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

"Then let's get started."

When their fingertips touch each other, the fusion officially begins.

The figure of the Holy Emperor gradually disappeared between heaven and earth, and a light flashed between Zhiyu's eyebrows, and the purple light all over his body shone like the scorching sun.

Imperial Master Xingyou, who once participated in the killing of the gods, became the only person to witness the 'rebirth of the gods' at the last moment of his life.