These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

She began to follow the path that was draining her power, and she began to try to resist, to try to put up a stalemate with the other party.

It's possible that the other party is not just trying to intercept the two, but also has already laid a trap in Chaoge City.

But it's okay...

"Even if I die, I will die in this chair."

She was absolutely determined.

But outside the city at this moment...

"Boom!!"

The ground began to tremble, houses began to collapse, and courtyard walls began to crumble.

Even the seemingly indestructible, towering city walls were constantly shedding debris.

The earth trembled in waves, as if something might burst forth from underground at any moment.

No one knew what it would be, but at that moment even the crimson in the sky seemed to deepen.

It could no longer be described as having any light; instead, it presented a deathly aura and a dark red color, like an apocalyptic scene.

That wasn't the color of fresh blood; it was more like the color of blood that was about to congeal.

The two, Wei Tu and Duo Jie, who were locked in a stalemate and seemed unable to kill each other, both stopped moving.

The two men looked at the sky with satisfaction, their expressions showing enjoyment and relaxation.

"The magic circle has been activated... and it cannot be reversed."

"This is the moment we've been waiting for... The light of the Witch God will once again shine upon the entire world."

"Regardless of the human world."

"Regardless of the Immortal Continent."

"Regardless of the Demon Realm."

"They will all belong to the Witch God."

Seeing that the two seemed to have victory in their grasp, Wei Tu also gave up drawing his sword.

Because he knew that the purpose of these two people as tools had been achieved, even if he killed them now.

The activation of the magic circle cannot be stopped, and no one can interfere with it now.

Apart from……

Wei Tu looked at the distant palace, which had become somewhat blurred under a layer of scarlet clouds, and even the color of the tiles seemed to have turned blood red.

It doesn't look like a palace, but rather like Fengdu City, the underworld.

He laughed.

"Believe me, you will lose this time."

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"what……!"

The young girl on the dragon throne was covered in sweat.

Large beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, like soybeans.

It soaked almost the entire ground around her feet.

Her expression showed pain, her face was pale, and she was even struggling.

Even every expression seemed so strained.

Her strength and her life seemed to be constantly slipping away.

The pain even made her scream involuntarily.

The door remained open, and the faint light shining in from outside seemed like a last hope and an exit.

It was as if it was telling itself.

It's not too late to leave now; you can survive.

There's no need to actually die here...

These thoughts would involuntarily pop into her head; after all, she was just an eighteen-year-old girl.

Perhaps no one can ask her to bear everything; she is stronger than anyone else at an age when she refuses to be subservient.

But she kept her eyes closed, every second she was doing her best to fight against that shapeless, inexplicable force.

She wanted to survive.

They also wanted the major businesses to survive.

She didn't want too many people to die.

I don't want millions of Shang Dynasty citizens to die in such a meaningless way, or even to sacrifice their lives for crooked ways.

She didn't want her ancestors' legacy to be destroyed in her hands.

I don't want to think that everything can be forgiven just because I'm a woman.

Perhaps one can forgive one's own choice.

One's mistakes can be forgiven.

One's own weakness can be forgiven.

One's submission can be forgiven...

No.

As long as she remains emperor, this day cannot come during her reign.

She was as stubborn as a rock, even when she was about to break apart, she would persevere under tremendous pressure, even when the sky was about to collapse.

With her sharpness and her strength, she broke through the oppressive sky.

As for whether it will be a new world or a new purgatory, she stopped thinking about it.

She thought of what the boy had said.

When you open your eyes, you will see the sun rise, because tomorrow has arrived.

As long as there is tomorrow, there is a way to keep going.

This is not a dead end.

Just as Ye Bingluan was struggling to hold on, she suddenly heard footsteps.

It seemed unreal, as if it were her own hallucination, but she still couldn't help but open her eyes.

Then she saw a figure, a figure that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

At this moment, she was looking at him with heartache and tenderness.

"Luan'er, are you tired?"

Ye Bingluan almost burst into tears.

"Father..."

In her memory, the last time she cried for this man was by his bedside, watching him slowly lose his life, all her regret turning into a long sigh.

When she saw the man again, she instantly felt a little wronged.

It was as if she could instantly recount the pain, torment, and unspeakable grievances she had endured during these days.

It was as if only when this man appeared did Ye Bingluan feel that even an emperor could have a family.

It shouldn't just be about endless loneliness, but also about the warmth that ordinary people can enjoy.

The man walked up to her.

He gently knelt down and looked at her pained and aggrieved expression, feeling a pang of heartache.

Is it hard to stick to?

"It's so difficult... Father, it's so difficult..."

She was almost sobbing uncontrollably.

The man sighed, gently squatted down, and looked at her.

He looked up and gazed into her tear-filled eyes, and said softly.

“I never imagined that putting you in this position would lead to you suffering like this; it’s my fault.”

The girl shook her head.

"No...no...it's what I should do...it's just really difficult, so difficult, Father...so difficult..."

"Can you still hold on?"

The man asked softly.

The girl nodded, then shook her head.

"I still want to hold on... I still want to... but I can't hold on much longer, I really can't hold on much longer, Father... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...!"

The man shook his head and said reassuringly.

"It's okay. If you can't keep going, then don't. No one will blame you. I just want you to live a happy and fulfilling life. It's okay. Since things are beyond our control, then let it go. Go find someone you love and live a peaceful life, just like all women, pursuing your own happiness."

Ye Bingluan looked at the man with a puzzled expression.

"But...but what about the Great Shang Dynasty...? This is your foundation..."

The man shook his head.

"It's alright, those are things that will happen afterward, I don't care anymore. Don't worry, let those who can handle things handle things that you can't handle. Don't worry, just be happy and joyful. Okay? If you can't hold on, then give up. The world won't change because of your choices, it won't be doomed forever. Don't carry all the responsibility on your shoulders."

That's too tiring. I was always this tired back then... I just didn't have time to tell you, Father... I hope you're happy and at peace, that's enough.

"But Father, I'm so sad..."

The girl said, crying.

"What else is there to be sad about?"