"You are really biased to the point of being outrageous. You won't even let me say a word of my true feelings!" Emperor Donghua leaned lazily beside the Three-Life Stone. He seemed to be at ease, but in fact, he exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away. His eyes were as deep as the endless dark night. The self-mockery and resentment that surged in them almost materialized, turning into wisps of dark mist that lingered. The slightly raised corners of his lips, the arc that was pulled out was cold and sharp, just like an ice blade unsheathed in the cold night, with a sharp edge that could cut people. The hard and cold stone surface pressed against his back, like an airtight net, and like the heaviest and most stubborn shackles in the world, silently exerting its oppressive power, trying to completely suppress the unruly and fierce nature in his bones. But the pride that has been flowing in the emperor's blood for thousands of years has long been integrated with his soul. How can it be tamed so easily?

"To you, the peace and stability of the world is a belief that you must defend for your entire life. It is a sacred object that must be worshipped on the altar with supreme piety and cannot be desecrated in the slightest. Even the slightest disturbance can make you feel like you are facing a great enemy. But for me, the long years have passed slowly, and this so-called peace and stability is nothing more than a fleeting glimpse of illusion, like a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water. It will break at the touch of a finger, and there is no place for attachment. She is the only one who fills my heart, eyes, and dreams. All I want is to be able to walk through the years with her hand in hand. , get up in the morning to watch the sunrise, return home in the evening to enjoy the sunset, and embrace each other in the ordinary fireworks. Even if I have to shoulder the heavy burden of protecting this world with her, what's the harm? Together, the two of us will be able to protect the people from wind and rain. Why, why are you so cold and ruthless, like a sharp blade, cutting off our fate and tearing me all over! "Donghua's whisper, as if squeezed out from the depths of his soul, wrapped in the thick emotions that have been suppressed and imprisoned for many years, echoed faintly in the quiet and almost dead air. That voice, sometimes like a sad and angry accusation against the vast void, questioning the invisible and intangible fate that dominates everything; sometimes like holding a sharp probe, poking his heart that was in chaos due to the surging tide of emotions. Every word seemed to be tempered with reluctance and deep affection, rolling down heavily from his lips and teeth, hitting the ground, making a muffled sound, shaking people's hearts.

Before he finished speaking, Donghua's aura was completely out of control, as if a volcano that had been silent for thousands of years suddenly erupted, surging and surging to a terrifying degree. Mana rushed out from his meridians like a thousand horses galloping, like an angry dragon roaring to the sky, with the momentum of destroying the world, all converging towards his slender fingertips. For a moment, the fingertips were shining brightly, the light was so hot that it was almost crazy, scorching and dazzling, as if it would burn a huge hole through this chaotic world in the next moment, letting the light and heat pour in. In an instant, his eyes suddenly turned cold, the cold light was like an arrow, and he carried the surging mana around him, which seemed to be real, and blasted towards the mysterious and indestructible protective shield that protected his name. In an instant, it was as if the universe was just beginning, the universe was turned upside down, the stars were cracking and collapsing, and the endless dazzling light was like a raging sea, rushing and overflowing in all directions with overwhelming force. The protective shield that was originally regarded as solid and able to resist the invasion of all eternity was now as fragile as thin ice in early spring, and like glass made of brittle paper, it instantly broke and disintegrated, breaking into tiny powder that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. These powders fluttered and fell, just like the weak and desperate wail of the old rules before the dawn of the new era. The Emperor Donghua stood straight like a pine tree, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and the rustling wind seemed to play a battle song for him. He was like a fearless god of war, striding towards the road ahead that had been forbidden and sealed for many years and was full of unknowns. His eyes were filled with the determination to crush his fate, and his heart was filled with the certainty of being fearless and without regrets. He was determined to use his courage to break down and reshape the predetermined trajectory of his destiny and take back his unswerving love.

"Since you won't help me, I will fight with you." Donghua said with a smile as he looked at the broken protective shield.

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