Super Divine Artifacts, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well
When the Destruction God King and the Life Goddess saw Xiao Chen shake his head regretfully, they understood that Xiao Chen had given up on inheriting their Divine Seat.
However, although Xiao Chen was unable to inherit their Divine Seat due to his own reasons, this did not mean that the matter of Xiao Chen resurrecting them was over.
This couple has always been clear about their gratitude and resentment, and they always repay kindness. How could they possibly turn a blind eye to this enormous karmic debt they owed?
No matter what, the other party was someone who awakened his divine consciousness and transmitted his own essence to him; he should repay them.
Since he can't inherit the Divine Seat, let's just give him the Super Divine Artifact.
It's a pity, they originally planned to follow the example of the two God Kings, Evil and Kindness, and pass on their Godhood Inheritance to their successors while keeping the Super Divine Artifact for themselves.
In this way, a new God King can be established, and he himself can live a carefree life, achieving the best of both worlds.
In this way, Xiao Chen can break through to become God King through their Divine Seat, thereby gaining the strength to resolve the invasion of his own plane. They can also travel the world with their own Super Divine Artifact after being fully resurrected.
Although losing the Super Divine Artifact will significantly weaken the God King's combat power, he is still God King, and is more than capable of resolving a dimensional invasion.
Unfortunately, plans can't keep up with changes; who could have imagined that Xiao Chen would be unable to inherit the Divine Seat?
Then we have no choice but to entrust the Super Divine Artifact to him.
Upon realizing this, the two exchanged a glance, both seeing the same resolve in each other's eyes.
Then, the Destruction God King sighed and, with a pained expression, mobilized the Source of Destruction.
That was Super Divine Artifact that had been with him for countless years. Now that he had to give it away, it would be a lie to say he wasn't heartbroken.
With a flash of purple light, the Destruction Scepter was retrieved from the Source of Destruction!
It was a scepter that shimmered with a deep purple light, exuding a powerful and violent aura of Destruction, as if holding it in one's hand would allow one to control the birth and death of all things.
On the scepter, there are faint, intricate patterns flowing, as if they bear the supreme mystery of the laws of Destruction.
At the same time, the Life Goddess also retrieved her Super Divine Artifact — the Ancient Tree of Life —from the Seed of Life.
In contrast, she seemed more open-minded, her expression gentle, showing no sign of reluctance.
It was a small, jade-green tree, its branches and leaves outstretched, radiating a warm and gentle light of Life, as if containing the vitality of an entire world.
Above the tree canopy, specks of green light shimmered, as if countless tiny Life were quietly Nurturing within them.
The two Super Divine Artifact floated silently, one purple and one green, their colors complementing each other; they were truly two extraordinary treasures.
The Destruction God King said with a pained expression, "Boy, our Super Divine Artifact will replace our Divine Seat and be handed over to you."
"Alright." Xiao Chen nodded. "It wasn't in vain that I resurrected you."
He accepted this generous gift without any pretense of refusing it, after all, it was something he deserved.
He made a very profitable deal.
After saying that, Xiao Chen put the two Super Divine Artifact into his pocket.
After Xiao Chen accepted their Super Divine Artifact, the Destruction God King slowly said, "From now on, our divine consciousness will be dormant for a long time."
"When we awaken again, we may even help your plane defeat its external enemies."
"If the Divine Realm doesn't return, perhaps we will use your plane as one of the foundations for the formation of a new Divine Realm."
He paused, then added, "Your plane will also undergo a plane advancement."
Xiao Chen said calmly, "The Douluo Continent will be eternally grateful to you."
"The Douluo Plane?" The Destruction God King scoffed, "The world where Tang San a god?"
He clearly still had some reservations about Tang San.
"Hmph! His plane of ascension to godhood is none of my business."
"Enough with the idle talk, it's time for us to go to sleep."
After saying this, the Destruction God King absorbed all the Destruction Fragment that contained their divine consciousness.
As the fragments dissipated into specks of purple light, the figures of the two God King became increasingly illusory.
The couple's consciousness returned to the Source of Destruction and the Seed of Life, beginning their rebirth.
Those two primordial entities will also carry their divine consciousness, Nurturing new life in silence until they awaken again one day.
After the two god- Wang Chen, Na'er, who was standing to the side, was already numb from listening.
She stood there, stunned, for a long time before she came to her senses.
These events, one after another, were truly astonishing. Even though she thought she knew Xiao Chen well, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disorientation.
This trip to Devil's Island was definitely worth it.
She learned a lesson: Xiao Chen's words are completely unreliable.
From now on, she will have to take everything Xiao Chen says with a grain of salt.
Her brother probably never told her the truth once.
No, it's that he never told the truth to the people around him; it was all fabricated.
How could Xiao Chen be so wicked? He's driving her crazy!
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, yet she was completely powerless against Xiao Chen.
What exactly is Xiao Chen hiding?
What else about him did she not know?
The more she thought about it, the more curious she became, yet the more she thought about it, the more of a headache she got.
She had originally wanted to press Xiao Chen answers, but when she realized that he couldn't possibly tell the truth, she immediately lost interest and didn't want to know anymore.
Asking is pointless; her brother's mouth is tighter than anyone else's.
Anyway, as long as Xiao Chen still loves her...
Let's go back, let's go back. I'm tired, really tired.
She felt her mind was a complete mess and desperately needed a good rest.
Na'er asked, "Brother, where are we going next? Back to the Spirit Transferring Pagoda?"
She rubbed her throbbing temples, finally managing to suppress those jumbled thoughts for the time being.
Xiao Chen shook his head and replied, "No."
Na'er was taken aback and asked, "Where are we going?"
Xiao Chen said calmly, "The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well."
Meanwhile, in Gu Yue's room at the Spirit Transferring Pagoda.
At this moment, Gu Yue was sitting on the sofa, looking at the envelope on the table with an impatient expression.
She frowned, as if the mere sight of the envelope filled her with revulsion.
This Qiangu Zhangting is truly a persistent ghost, causing this kind of incident every few days.
Then, Gu Yue impatiently opened the envelope.
As expected, it was Qiangu Zhangting again, with a letter urging her to switch to Qian Gu's camp.
She only glanced at it a few times before losing interest; the words were nothing more than clichéd promises of benefits and attempts to win people over.
What annoyed her even more was that Qiangu Zhangting not only tried to win her over, but also had ulterior motives. Didn't he see the age difference between them?
It's truly commendable that Qiangu Zhangting Ting went to such lengths.
Gu Yue snorted coldly, "What era are we living in? Still writing letters."
But it's fine, leaving contact information on someone's phone is even more disgusting.
But then, Gu Yue realized that she could take advantage of Qiangu Zhangting's affection for her.
Since Qiangu Zhangting still couldn't forget her, he might as well be a usable pawn.
Then, a wisp of flame appeared on Gu Yue's finger, and with a cold laugh, she burned the envelope.
The flame licked the paper, instantly turning it to ashes that drifted into the air, as if the troublesome letter had never existed.