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The True Martial King looked at Yang Fei's moist eyes and couldn't help but smile.

"Miao'er, your adoptive father tells you this: throughout your lifetime, never bend your knee for anything or anyone."

"You are the heir of the True Martial King, my son. You are allowed to bleed, but not to cry, understand?"

For some reason, Yang Fei sensed ominous signs in the True Martial King's words.

His words sounded like farewell words, and even somewhat like... a last testament.

Inside Yang Fei, Turtle Extreme began spinning, emitting sharp alarms. Yang Fei looked at the True Martial King with doubt and uncertainty.

"Adoptive father, you are…"

Just then, distant in the sky, ten thousand feet of rosy clouds appeared, accompanied by scarlet lightning crisscrossing the void.

Simultaneously, the entire Kunlun Divine Realm was filled with rumbling thunder, deafeningly loud.

Beneath the Temple, the voice of the Queen Mother of the West was filled with incomparable delight.

"It's Emperor Tian… he has finally awakened from slumber."

The True Martial King raised his head to the heavens and let out a long howl.

"Emperor Tian, you've finally emerged. I, Wang Xiaoshi, a mere mortal, challenge you!"

Having said this, the whole Kunlun Divine Realm shook. Countless Immortal Mountains seemed to teeter on the edge of collapse, chaos everywhere.

The ten thousand feet of rosy clouds on the horizon grew ever more dazzling, the thunderous roar of the lightning almost splitting the skies.

Finally, a golden yellow sun breached the void, appearing above the Kunlun Divine Realm with an imperial presence.

Upon closer inspection, the sun in the void was not a true sun but a Nine Dragons Agarwood Carriage, emitting myriad beams of light, expanding all around, dazzling like a fierce sun.

Nine Divine Dragons roared, coiling and twisting, radiant beams spreading, surrounded by auspicious clouds.

Numerous Golden Lotus petals drifted down from the sky, their fragrance assailing the nostrils.

On the Nine Dragons Agarwood Carriage stood a roughly thirty-something middle-aged man in plain attire, hands behind his back.

His features were handsome and commanding, dressed in light clothing with loose bands, his head of black hair effortlessly scattered, yet exuding incomparable nobility.

It seemed the universe's brilliance was focused solely upon him.

The middle-aged man looked nonchalantly at Wang Xiaoshi, his voice calm yet resonant like heaven's choir, omnipresent.

"True Martial King, why do you betray me?"

This voice, though emanated from the middle-aged man, seemed to come from every person's soul, incredibly majestic and filled with inquisitive urgency.

Wang Xiaoshi gazed coolly at Emperor Tian, his eyes extremely calm, gritting out each word.

"Because, I… do… not… care!"

He burst out laughing, rebellious and untamed beyond words: "Is this reason enough?"

Emperor Tian shook his head, seemingly a little regretful.

"If you are only concerned about the Earth's end, the deaths of insignificant lifeforms, then it's unnecessary."

"The Tao moves with nature, not preserving Yao, not destroying Jie. Their deaths naturally have their reasoning."

Wang Xiaoshi laughed heartily: "That's because you were born high above, never knowing the loveliness of these humble beings."

"These ants you regard as insignificant, these humans, they live from birth to death, a mere hundred years."

"But within these brief years, they live happily, strive vigorously, every day full of meaning."

Wang Xiaoshi spoke thus, gazing at the lofty Emperor Tian, surveying the distant, cowering assembly of Great Holy Kings, and the Queen Mother who had regained her composure.

His face was filled with contemptuous irony.

"In comparison, you gods have lived thousands of years without meaning."

"In the long river of time, you remain oblivious, not understanding the meaning of life as they do."

His eyes scornfully looked at Emperor Tian.

"Have you heard the sound of flowers blooming? Do you know the joy of a new life when an infant cries into existence?"

Emperor Tian gazed coolly at Wang Xiaoshi, his eyes devoid of sadness or joy, indifferent.

Wang Xiaoshi looked at Emperor Tian's cold and hollow eyes, rage rising from his heart, his voice like a resounding bell, echoing loudly.

"You so-called gods have detached from mortals for too long. How can you feel the joy and sorrow of each life?"

"You only care for profit, for offerings. For this, you do not allow millions of humans to live long, nor permit them to grow strong."

"In the name of the Tao, you alter Heaven and Earth Rules, suppressing their talent awakening, letting their brains activate less than ten percent."

"Once someone breaks through your barriers, becomes stronger, even divine, you impose Heavenly Punishment."

"You either strip these people of life or set up Heavenly Tribulations, creating obstacles, eternally preventing them from becoming gods."

Wang Xiaoshi roared suddenly within.

"All of this, I do not care. I want to smash these damned Heaven and Earth Rules, to free everyone from chains."

Saying this, Wang Xiaoshi glared menacingly at Emperor Tian.

"Now, do you understand why I rebel?"

Emperor Tian in the void gazed coolly at Yang Fei, spoke calmly after a while.

"I understand, there is no avoiding a battle between you and me."

He sat down lightly, spoke calmly.

"I admire your comprehension of the Tao, but after today, there shall be no more True Martial King nor Human Race."

Yang Fei looked at the True Martial King with doubt and uncertainty, eyes filled with apprehension.

"Adoptive father, what should we do now?"

The True Martial King waved his hand, the handcuffs and shackles on Yang Fei dissolved into nothingness.

The red silk imbued with Law Force on Yang Fei suddenly ignited, disappeared.

The True Martial King gently lifted Yang Fei, handed him to Li Mingjun behind.

The True Martial King's eyes gazed deeply at Li Mingjun and the other Godly Venerable, filled with warm smiles.

"Brothers, Emperor Tian has appeared. A battle between us is inevitable, life and death uncertain."

"If anything happens to me, please take care of Miao'er."

Saying this, the True Martial King looked at everyone, eyes full of deep anticipation.

"Grand Priest Ling Muxue has long glimpsed the Heavenly Secret, tried everything possible to delay today's battle, but human plans can't surpass heavenly ones. I cannot avoid any longer."

"After today's battle, Miao'er will become the lifeline for everyone. Please protect him well."

"I believe my Miao'er will ascend as the Supreme of All Realms, changing everyone's fate."

The 12 Godly Venerable nodded silently, like 12 statues, faces filled with solemn iron-blood aura.

Yang Fei vaguely sensed something, grabbed onto the True Martial King tightly.

"Adoptive father, what does this mean? Let's charge out together!"

The True Martial King suddenly struck out, pointed to the middle of Yang Fei's forehead, Yang Fei felt an invisible Heaven and Earth Laws sealing his body.

His eyes could see, ears could hear, but he could no longer move, nor make a sound.

He wanted to roar, wanted to struggle, but it was all futile.

Li Mingjun looked at the True Martial King, a man of iron, but his eyes were already red as he spoke with a hoarse voice.

"Holy King, though brothers united in heart, fighting together may not lack victory chance, why do you and the Grand Priest plan this way?"

Once Li Mingjun spoke, the other Godly Venerable voices called out successively.

"Yes, Emperor Tian may not be invincible, fighting him might not lead directly to defeat."

"Holy King, please take Miao'er and go, we'll hold the rear for you!"

"Fight to death, cease only at the end!"

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