He shook his head slightly, with a mocking smile on his lips, but his expression was indifferent and calm.

"Is Qihuang influenced by your childish and boring feelings to give up revenge?"

There was a flash of doubt and disdain in his eyes.

Then he chuckled: "Forget it, the ending will not change after all. You should know this very well. From the moment the Sky Gate opens, this world is destined to be destroyed."

Mo Qingshan, the ghoul, the disaster from heaven... all of them just accelerated this process.

But it cannot have any essential impact.

As of now, there are only two endings in this world.

The first is that Qihuang dies, the curse of the Eternal Night Holy Emperor is lifted, and the Yanwu Continent survives.

The second type is that Qihuang is alive, the curse of the Eternal Night Holy Emperor is completely effective, and the Yanwu Continent is destroyed.

It's that simple.

Muyan's desire to peel off the half-soul of Destruction and to awaken Luo Yunxiao's soul was nothing more than her naive fantasy.

Her long eyelashes drooped, the long sword in Luo Yunxiao's hand condensed, and she slashed out in an instant.

The cold light flickered, shaking the nine provinces.

…

Below on the Yanwu Continent, the ground shook violently.

Luo Yu suddenly raised his head and looked upward.

However, except for the open door to the sky, there was nothing unusual.

The thick clouds gathered in the sky have gradually dispersed, revealing a blue sky and bright sunshine.

People who have experienced life and death for a long time and whose lives hang on a thread can't help but smile warmly on their faces.

It's great to be alive.

The crowd slowly dispersed.

Yanwu Continent is said to be just a continent, but in fact it covers an extremely vast area.

This time it was because too many people were killed or injured.

Coupled with the pull of the rules of [The Other Shore's Underworld Bet], the remaining people gathered at the foot of Zhuo's Mountain.

Now that the war is over, everyone no longer needs to gather together and slowly disperse.

Xiaoyaomen returned to its original location on the ancient battlefield.

The mortals and low-level cultivators in the Cultivation Continent have also returned to their original continent.

They will slowly settle towards the center of the continent, but at this moment they want to return to their original home.

The mid-level and high-level monks are helping to deal with the carrion and evil spirit left by the ghoul.

The demons are trying to dig out the collapsed abyss.

Everything seemed particularly beautiful, everything was ready to be renovated after the war, and it was peaceful and peaceful.

…

On the ancient battlefield, a huge Bai Ze mythical beast was suspended in mid-air.

Luoyu stood on Bai Ze and looked around, but couldn't find a familiar figure, so he had to land reluctantly.

The ancient battlefield was also very lively at this time.

Many demons came down to help Xiaoyaomen rebuild their base.

The surroundings were bustling, and from time to time demons passed by Luo Yu, and they couldn't help but ask.

"Your Highness went to close the door to the sky, haven't you come back yet?"

"If you ask me, it's just a door. If you leave it open, it's not a big deal."

"But Her Royal Highness is so powerful. She just closes the door to the sky, so there must be no problem."

"Yes, after all, that old monster Mo Qingshan was defeated by Her Highness the Princess..."

The demons left happily without any worry on their faces.

It's because the sky is now clear and clear, and there is no apocalyptic attitude anymore.

It was also because of the previous battle between Muyan and Mo Qingshan. Everyone saw with their own eyes that Mo Qingshan died in Muyan's hands, while Muyan was almost unscathed, which made them feel that nothing in this world could stump their master.
Chapter completed!