Chapter 174

This might be a lie fabricated by the Demon God to get rid of the goddess, so she may very well have died on Ethereal Peak.

But her memory of that period was quite hazy. She didn't remember how she died, or whether she died before Bai Fu... Her last memories were enveloped in a warm, silvery light.

She felt no pain, nor did she remember whether she died before Bai Fu...

How would he feel if he witnessed his own death?

Qiaoqiao's fingers twitched, her heart aching as if it were being squeezed.

After her death, she was placed into Divine Pillar. It turns out that what lingered there was her resentment, the resentment of the goddess, and her boundless hatred. Being treated like this, she must have harbored hatred.

She hated the Demon God.

She also hated those who killed her.

She hates this world.

Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine, and the resentment behind me surged with power, baring its fangs and claws, ignoring the light of the Divine Sword, and pounced forward!

"Qiaoqiao, calm down!"

"We cannot be consumed by resentment; we cannot let the Demon God have their way!"

The Divine Sword shone brightly in its haste.

Qiaoqiao slowly regained her senses, her fingertips still trembling. Just a moment ago, she had actually thought that such a world would be worse than destruction; she wanted to destroy everything...

Fortunately, she still retained her rationality.

Carrying the light of the Divine Sword, she secretly used the Zhaowu Mirror to reflect her image.

After obtaining this mirror, she used it to reflect many distorted and hideous faces, but she never used it to reflect her own.

What does she look like, consumed by resentment?

Her movements were slow, and her hands trembled slightly.

Even in complete darkness, the surface of this ancient mirror remained bright.

Just as she was about to point the mirror at herself, a silver Sword-Ray spilled over Rushui, and Protective Sword Formation rose beneath her feet, causing the surrounding resentment to dissipate like clouds.

She suddenly paused, startled.

She didn't call for the sword formation to protect her, so why did it spontaneously deploy?

besides...

This sword formation...

"You said 'the three realms collapsed, and time reversed.' Since the three realms were destroyed, wouldn't that be exactly what the Demon God wanted? How could time reverse?" she asked.

The Divine Sword stuttered once again.

"I promised him I wouldn't tell..."

"Who?"

"Anyway, go ask him yourself."

As these words were spoken, the Divine Sword shone brightly with golden light, and Qiaoqiao opened her eyes.

The delicate fragrance of medicinal pills surrounded her as she awoke in Wen Zhi's arms. "Junior Sister, how are you feeling?"

Wen Zhi looked nervous.

Although her pulse showed no problems, she was still worried about her junior sister's condition.

Qiaoqiao glanced around but didn't see the familiar figure in white. "Where's Master?"

A Xue leaned closer to her, "Qiaoqiao, how come you fell asleep as soon as you touched Bai Fu? You slept for a full three hours! Didn't I tell you, Song Wuyai was going to perform a ritual, Bai Fu went to stop him?"

Qiaoqiao was startled.

"Before the Demon God appears, Bai Fu stops Song Wuyai, shall we run?"

She suddenly stood up.

A Xue happily spread her wings, "Qiaoqiao, I know a beautiful place with clear waters and lush mountains, perfect for living in seclusion. I'll take you there!"

Qiaoqiao leaped onto its back. "A Xue, let's go to the Stargazing Platform!"

"Okay, here it is--"

The crane turned its head in disbelief. "Qiaoqiao, where do you think we're going?"

"Stargazing Platform."

"Bai Fu can definitely beat that brat Song Wuyai, we'd better run!"

"A Xue, have I ever told you that I really want to eat roasted pheasant meat?"

The icy tone made A Xue shiver, and two feathers fell out. "I'm coming right now! Bai Fu, hang in there, we're coming!"

The man and the bird vanished in the blink of an eye.

Wen Zhi was left standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment, along with her second senior sister and fourth junior brother who had just arrived.

Fortunately, Xiao Tingyu reacted quickly, pulling out the Xiao Household's jade shuttle, "Quick, keep up!"

The two nimbly jumped into the shuttle.

"Young Miss, wait for us!"

Heavenly Secrets City, at the Stargazing Platform.

Since the news spread that Song Wuyai, the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, was going to conduct a prayer ceremony, many cultivators surrounded the Stargazing Platform, all wanting to secure a good spot to hear the divine revelation revealed by the Pavilion Master Song.

Over the course of a thousand years, Song Wuyai ascended this Stargazing Platform twice, and both times accurately predicted the conspiracies and movements of the Devil Race and Demon Race, thus protecting the Cultivation World.

This time, the cultivators also hoped that he would become the savior of the Three Realms and find out the way to repair the Divine Pillar.

Now that the Four-Direction Divine Pillar have collapsed, according to legend, heavenly fire is about to descend upon the world. No one knows when the sky will collapse, and everyone lives in fear and anxiety.

They feared not only the celestial fire descending upon the world, but also the emergence of Demon God. Legend had it that the Demon God's power was unparalleled, enough to destroy the Three Realms. Killing ordinary cultivators like them, whose cultivation was insufficient, would be as easy as killing chickens.

Although some people doubted Song Wuyai because he said the Divine Pillar wouldn't collapse and went to the Glazed Sea to seek refuge with the "Demon God," many more regarded Pavilion Master Song as the savior of the Three Realms.

This is because, after nearly a thousand years, Song Wuyai has become almost a god in the hearts of cultivators. Apart from him, they have no one else they can trust, because they are too weak to save themselves.

The remaining opportunists flocked to the Flowing Cloud Sect, hoping to obtain anything—whether it was the Goddess, the Divine Sword, or the Divine Lamp —that would be a huge windfall.

Forget about the apocalypse; would I be human to not want such a treasure?

It would be a good thing for them if the three realms were to descend into chaos.

The prayer ceremony began at 7 PM, just as dusk was falling, and a dense crowd had already gathered below the Stargazing Platform. The Stargazing Platform was over three zhang high, with a marble base and a rare purple Spirit Stone used to construct the platform. Bagua mirrors hung on all four sides, and on the high platform was a golden Bagua talisman, said to have been drawn by Song Wuyai himself. At night, it shone with a golden light, echoing the stars in the sky.