After His Tragic Death, I Overcame the Tribulation and Became a God.

On the wedding day of the Demon King, I blew myself up. The embers of the inner elixir burned through half of his wedding hall, and finally awakened me from hundreds of years of delusion. At first, he was just a little white dog that I picked up. He said he wanted to marry me, so I followed him into the demonic realm. If he wants me to use the celestial grass that I have cultivated for five hundred years to heal my wounds, I will give it to him; if he wants my half-body demon blood to prolong my life, I will give it to him. Until the news of the Demon Lord's wedding spread throughout the Demon Realm - it turned out that he already had a fiancée, and I was not even considered a concubine. He personally placed me in a place where prisoners were imprisoned. I was imprisoned for twenty-nine years and three days. —— Five hundred years later, the divine light of Guixu reappeared, and the goddess came to the world. He cut off his cultivation, removed his demon bones and came to see me. He kowtowed step by step and knelt on the steps to reach the sky, his blood staining the thousands of jade steps. Surrounded by all the immortals, I looked down at him and chuckled: "Wen Yuan, what do you think I regretted most when I destroyed my soul?" "Do I regret meeting you, or do I regret not blowing up your soul as well?" Later, he knelt in the snow and listened to me reading the Three Realms Marriage Book for the chosen divine couple. Only then did I finally understand: God loves the world, but there is no such thing as God in the world. Intention: Once you have a goal, you must be firm and unswerving