The Empress Wu's Twin Jewels from the Tomb of the Divine Emperor

The fall of Emperor Wu did not bring the expected peace. On the contrary, the moment the body dissipated, it seemed that the last backbone supporting this world was taken away. "Crack—boom!" The sky that was originally just a crack was now like a mirror being hit by a heavy hammer, instantly shattering into billions of pieces. Those are not ordinary fragments, each one contains violent space laws. Immediately afterwards, outside the sky, the dark and deep void storm that could swallow even light poured in, carrying a roar that destroyed everything! "No! The core of Heavenly Court's formation is the Emperor Wu's luck. If she dies, the formation will be broken!" Murong Fu shouted in horror, holding on to a broken jade pillar for fear of being sucked into the dark void. "This is not mending the sky... This is the sky falling!" Su Waner's face turned pale, and the Taiyin True Water in her hand could not even stir up a single wave in the face of the void storm. Xiao Jin held on to the broken sword and barely stood. His half-dragon, half-demon body was rapidly fading away, and the backlash of pain made every inch of his bones whimper. But his strange-colored pupils were staring at the ever-expanding black hole. There, he saw the truth of the world—— Countless golden threads are intertwined like tangled tangles, forming the so-called "Way of Heaven". At this moment, these threads are being torn apart one by one in the storm. With the collapse of heaven, the human world also began to tremble. Xiao Jin's consciousness swept across the lower realm, and he saw mountains and rivers shattered, rivers flowing backwards, and countless creatures wailing in despair. "Xiao Jin! Find a way!" Murong Fu shouted, "If this continues, the three realms will return to chaos!" At this moment, two completely different thoughts suddenly appeared in Xiao Jin's mind. A grand, cold, and full sense of order is the remaining will of heaven. "Repair me... Maintain order... Only then can all things survive..." The other was manic, fiery, full of destruction and rebirth. It was the power of the ancient gods that Xiao Jin had just swallowed, and it was also the afterglow of the unity of gods and demons in his body. "Crush it... The old won't go away, the new won't come... Reshape the world... I am the only one who dominates..." Xiao Jin faced the final choice. Mending the sky means that he has to sacrifice the power of gods and demons that he has just obtained, and may even sacrifice his life to sew up the broken heaven. The world will return to where it started. There will still be gods, emperors, and oppression, but at least... All living beings can live. Breaking the sky means completely cutting off the old cause and effect. He will use this power to open up a new world in the void. There is no heaven, no gods and Buddhas there, the rules are made by him. But in this process, countless creatures will die in the storm, which is the price of creation. "The savior... Or the creator god..." The corner of Xiao Jin's mouth curled up with a hint of self-deprecation. "Xiao Jin! Why are you in a daze! Use your Netherworld War Boat to block the gap!" Seeing that he didn't move, Su Waner was so anxious that tears flowed out. Xiao Jin turned his head and looked at Su Waner, whose face was full of tears, and then looked at Murong Fu, who was shivering in the distance. He thought of Li Hong and the innocent people who died under Emperor Wu's tyranny. If you want to watch these people die in front of you for the so-called new world, then it's okay not to want this new world. "Wan'er." Xiao Jin's voice was very soft, but it penetrated the howling of the storm. "Help me protect the law." "What are you going to do?" Xiao Jin didn't answer. He turned around suddenly and faced the terrifying void storm and the collapsing heaven. "Old guy, you want me to patch you up?" Xiao Jin cursed into the void. "I don't want to!" Amelia Su was stunned: "You don't want to mend the sky?" "Repair it!" A trace of madness flashed in Xiao Jin's eyes, "Repairing it is just to extend the life of this rotten world. What I want to do is to exchange blood!" "The unity of gods and demons is not only for killing, but also for... Refining!" Xiao Jin thrust his hands into the clouds and soil beneath his feet, and the gray chaotic energy in his body no longer exploded, but gushes out like running water. He did not close the gap in the canopy. On the contrary, he pierced this power into those originally fragmented "Threads of Heavenly Dao"! "What are you going to do?!" The remaining will of heaven screamed in terror. "I'm going to... Eat you clean!" Xiao Jin looked up to the sky and roared. "Since the sky has collapsed, then use the ruins in the sky as a furnace, use the storm in the void as fire, and use my broken body as a guide——" "Refining!" Boom! The wreckage of the Netherworld War Boat, the crystal stones left by Emperor Wu, and even the corpses of the gods and Buddhas in the sky were all involved in the gray storm under Xiao Jin's control. Xiao Jin's entire body turned into a huge vortex. He is not patching up the sky. He is devouring everything that is about to be destroyed, compressing, merging, and refining it. "Madman! You madman!" The will of heaven dissipated in the wail. "Only a madman can save this world!" Xiao Jin's body began to become transparent, and his flesh and blood seemed to turn into dust from the stars. "Wan'er, remember me." "If I don't die, I will come back to you." "If I die... This new world will be my betrothal gift to you." Before the last trace of consciousness dissipated, Xiao Jin suddenly closed his hands. "Give me... Ning!" Click! The originally chaotic void storm suddenly stopped. Immediately afterwards, a ray of light that was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly erupted from Xiao Jin's position and instantly engulfed the entire Three Realms. … I don't know how much time passed. Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's ten thousand years. The light faded. The sky is no longer broken, but it is no longer what it was before. It was a brand-new starry sky. There was no heaven, no Lingxiao Palace, only countless stars moving according to some mysterious trajectory. In the human world, the storm has subsided. People were surprised to find that the invisible pressure on their heads disappeared. The god is gone. And on the coast of the East China Sea, at the original ruins of Penglai, a new continent is slowly rising. Su Waner stood on Tingtao Cliff, her long hair ruffled by the sea breeze. She held a broken sword tip tightly in her hand. That was the only fragment of the Reverse Scale Sword. "Xiao Jin..." She looked at the new continent and the unfamiliar starry sky. "Where are you?" Purpose: In order to save the troubled times and restore peace to the world, we will not hesitate to fight against the sky and the earth. Life is not a problem, and death is not a problem.