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Jiaojiao raised her bare hands and tapped Xiaoyu lightly, her movements full of disappointment. After tapping, she pursed her lips tightly, and her eyes, which originally had a bit of anger, now only had helplessness, and she didn't say another word.

She had already made up her mind not to visit Emperor Donghua at the Three Lives Stone. Recalling the previous entanglements, she felt mixed emotions and really didn't want to set foot in that place of trouble again. However, things in the world are not always as one wishes. Inadvertently, she looked up and saw the sky in the direction of the Three Lives Stone. The calamity clouds were rolling like ink, one layer after another, like a heavy mountain, pressing people to the point of suffocation. The calamity clouds were so heavy that they seemed to swallow up all the light between heaven and earth. Every roll was accompanied by faint thunder, as if foreshadowing a huge crisis.

Jiaojiao's beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes. She sighed helplessly, her voice full of fatigue and resignation: "Oh, forget it, they are all ancestors, it's really worrying." After that, she lifted her skirt slightly, and walked towards the direction of the Three Lives Stone with great reluctance but determination. She knew in her heart that no matter how many grievances and entanglements there were in the past, she could not stay out of it at this moment. After all, Emperor Donghua's status is noble, and it is related to the stability of the four seas and eight wastelands. No matter what, he must be brought back to Taichen Palace safely, otherwise, the four seas and eight wastelands will fall into chaos again.

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At this time, beside the Zhuxian Terrace, the Three-Life Stone stood quietly, unaware that it was about to face a crisis that would destroy the world. The air around it seemed to be stirred by an invisible force, making a dull humming sound, as if warning of the coming storm.

Donghua was seriously injured, and the fierce wind whistled and swirled, as if it was going to drag everything in the world into endless chaos. Donghua's body burst into purple light, just like thousands of stars suddenly shattered, and then gathered madly between the sky and the earth. The dazzling light actually tore a corner of the dark sky. Wherever the light went, the darkness retreated like a tide.

Donghua's silver hair fluttered in the wind, rustling and fluttering, as if he was fighting fearlessly against the rules of the world, trying to break through the established cage. At this moment, golden light surged in his eyes, like two burning ancient divine fires, with a majesty and determination that transcended the world, as if he could turn everything in the world into dust. As the divine power in his body surged like a volcano, the emperor's robe fluttered, and every wrinkle seemed to contain a terrifying power that could destroy the world, as if he would break through the concrete shackles in the next moment and release endless power.

He slowly raised his hands. Although his movements were slow, they carried an unquestionable sense of power. In his palms, the purple-gold divine power was like a high-speed vortex, emitting a sharp whistle, as if an ancient beast was roaring. This divine power vortex madly absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, and in an almost greedy manner, it drew all the surrounding energy into it. In an instant, the space seemed to be wantonly kneaded by an invisible giant hand, twisting and distorting, like a broken mirror, reflecting a strange and distorted light, as if foreshadowing the catastrophe that this world was about to face.

Affected by this, the sky and the earth changed color. The water of the Zhuxiantai River, which was originally flowing calmly, seemed to be angered by some mysterious and powerful force, and instantly boiled and surged wildly. The waves were hundreds of feet high, like a ferocious beast, baring its fangs and claws and rushing towards the sky, as if to drag all things in the world into the endless abyss. The land around the Sansheng Stone also cracked inch by inch under the impact of this powerful force. The cracks spread rapidly in all directions like a spider web, and dust flew everywhere. The originally solid earth was now like fragile thin paper, vulnerable to a single blow.

Emperor Donghua raised his head to the sky and roared, his voice shaking the universe. This roar seemed to be his roar of resentment against fate, and also seemed to be a blatant challenge to the established rules. The majestic divine power vented from his body like a raging torrent, and with the momentum of destroying the world, it rolled towards the Three Lives Stone. The rolling torrent of divine power seemed to completely smash this huge stone carrying the fate of countless marriages, as well as the seemingly indestructible rules between heaven and earth, and reshape a new order.

Just as the destructive power of Emperor Donghua was about to hit the Three-Life Stone like a raging torrent, a dull roar like an ancient bell suddenly sounded in the void. A magnificent golden light curtain, like a towering wall, instantly stretched between Donghua and the Three-Life Stone. On this light curtain, runes flickered, as if interpreting the most ancient laws between heaven and earth. Each rune contained endless power and exuded a terrifying pressure.

Then, countless bolts of lightning as thick as arms roared out from the golden light curtain, like angry thunder dragons, pouncing towards Emperor Donghua with bared fangs and claws. Wherever the lightning passed, the space was burned into a charred black, emitting a pungent smell.

Emperor Donghua's eyes were like torches. He snorted coldly, and the purple-gold divine power around him surged again, forcibly dispersing the thunder that was coming at him. But before he could make any move, the power of the Heavenly Dao gathered again and turned into a huge golden palm, which slapped him fiercely like a sky-blocking sun. This palm seemed to contain the weight of the entire world. Wherever it passed, the space collapsed like broken glass.

Emperor Donghua dodged the fatal blow like a ghost. He landed on the ground steadily, splashing dust. Then, he quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something. In an instant, countless purple-gold sword shadows emerged from his body, like a group of arrows, shooting towards the golden palm. The moment the sword shadows collided with the palm, there was a loud earth-shaking sound, the light was dazzling, and the surrounding mountains trembled.

However, how could Heaven give up so easily? The golden light curtain shone brightly, and more thunder poured down like a rainstorm. At the same time, the ground began to shake violently, and huge stone spikes protruded from the ground and stabbed towards Emperor Donghua frantically.

Emperor Donghua looked solemn, knowing that he was facing one of the most powerful forces in the world. But his determination remained unchanged, and his eyes became even more fierce. He waved his hands violently, and a purple-gold shield instantly enveloped him. Runes flowed on the surface of the shield, resisting the attacks of thunder and stone spikes.

In this fierce confrontation, the world seemed to be in doomsday, with howling winds, thunder and lightning, and broken mountains and rivers. The battle between Emperor Donghua and the power of heaven was still stalemate and difficult to resolve...