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Emperor Donghua, High God Mo Yuan, and High God Zhe Yan were sitting together, their faces solemn, the atmosphere heated and tense. The topic they were discussing was the worrying foul breath.

This matter is of great importance and concerns the peace and stability of the world. Every decision must be made with great caution.

"We can't let Jiaojiao carry the Precious Lotus Lantern around to purify the turbid air every day, right?" Emperor Donghua was the first to break the silence, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of worry and reluctance.

"Aren't we still discussing it? Have we said that we want Jiaojiao to purify the turbid air?" Supreme God Zheyan responded hurriedly. He also didn't want Jiaojiao to bear this burden.

"Yes, Jiaojiao is the empress. Apart from anything else, she should educate all living beings like you instead of running around." Lord Mo Yuan also echoed with a firm tone.

Emperor Donghua sighed slightly, and then said: "Now, besides the Precious Lotus Lantern, what else can be used to clear away the turbid breath? The bellflower tree cannot be planted on a large scale, and the bellflower has high planting requirements, so it cannot be planted in other places." This seemingly feasible but unattainable idea made everyone fall into deeper thought.

Supreme God Zheyan shook his head helplessly and said, "You can't ask us for advice now. Things are too complicated, and the turbid aura is really hard to clear." At this point, he even said in a rage, "Let it go. Let this world be destroyed!"

However, these were just words spoken in anger. They knew that they shouldered the responsibility of protecting the people and must not give up easily.

After a moment of silence, Lord Mo Yuan slowly spoke: "Don't be so negative. We can definitely come up with a proper solution. But it will take time, and also require our joint wisdom and efforts."

Emperor Donghua nodded and looked into the distance with a determined look: "No matter what, we must find a solution. We must not let the turbid breath run rampant and endanger all living beings."

The three gods fell into deep thought again. They knew that the road ahead was full of difficulties and obstacles, but for the sake of peace in the world, they had to move forward bravely.

Mo Yuan frowned slightly, and said solemnly: "Strange fire can also clear the turbid breath, but strange fire is hard to find, and we can't always rely on these natural treasures."

His words were filled with deep worry. Several people fell into deep thought again, as if they could see the mysterious and elusive fire flickering in a distant unknown place, but it was as difficult to touch as a mirage.

Donghua walked slowly, looked at Mo Yuan and said, "Strange Fire is an extremely rare existence in the world. Its appearance is often accompanied by great opportunities and dangers. Not to mention the various hardships that may be encountered in the process of searching for Strange Fire, even if you are lucky enough to get it, the number is extremely limited. How can you deal with this endless flow of turbid breath?"

He stopped and looked at Mo Yuan.

However, the determination in Mo Yuan's eyes did not diminish in the slightest: "We cannot pin all our hopes on these rare treasures. We must find another way to fundamentally solve the problem of turbid breath."

Donghua and Zheyan nodded, feeling more and more stressed. Although the strange fire could clear the turbid breath, it could not be a long-term solution. They knew that the road ahead was still full of challenges and unknowns, and finding a more stable and effective solution had become an urgent mission.

Lord Mo Yuan's words were like a wake-up call, ringing in Donghua and Zheyan's hearts.

Time passed by minute by minute, and there was still no clue.

"It seems that we won't be able to reach any conclusion today." Donghua broke the silence and looked at Jiaojiao outside the hall with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Zheyan and Moyuan heard this and turned to look in the direction he was looking. They saw Jiaojiao holding Haochen and walking towards them quickly.

Jiaojiao walked in front of everyone and asked, "Have you discussed it? I have something to tell Shaoyang."

Donghua took a step forward expressionlessly, stretched out his arms and gently embraced Haochen, saying calmly: "Oh? What's bothering you so much? But you can tell me, there are no outsiders here, Mo Yuan and the others are close friends of mine, there's no need to be shy."

Jiaojiao looked at Donghua with complicated eyes, opened her lips slightly, and said slowly: "Xiaoyu just told me that when the new heavenly rules come to the world, Haochen will need to overcome the calamity and undergo the test." There was a hint of worry and reluctance in her voice, as if the words carried a heavy weight.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Donghua frowned slightly and looked at Haochen, with a trace of worry in his eyes. He knew that the test of the tribulation was extremely harsh and that he could die if he was not careful. The unknown danger and difficulty were like a shadow hanging over his heart.

"Since it is destined, then face it calmly." Emperor Donghua stroked Haochen's forehead and comforted him. However, although his voice was firm, his heart was full of trepidation.

"Yeah." Jiaojiao responded absentmindedly. Her eyes never left Haochen, and her thoughts seemed to drift to the distant future, imagining the various hardships that Haochen might encounter in the place of tribulation.

Haochen is still young and has no idea of ​​the upcoming test, but the worry in his parents' eyes makes him feel a little uneasy.

At this time, the breeze outside the palace blew gently, but it could not blow away the solemnity and worry that filled the house. They all knew that the road ahead was full of unknowns and challenges, and Haochen's wheel of destiny had already begun to turn.

“The new Heavenly Rules are coming? It seems that Father God is almost done refining his evil body, right?” Donghua was the first to break the silence, with a searching look in his eyes.

"Hmm... it shouldn't be more than a hundred years..." Jiaojiao said after a brief moment of contemplation. There was a hint of uncertainty in her tone, as if she was also worried about the impending changes.

"Lord Mo Yuan, do you need to go and meet the Father God? As far as I know, after that evil body is refined into a brand new heavenly rule, the Father God will disappear between heaven and earth. And his physical body will be returned to the world..." Jiaojiao turned her gaze to Lord Mo Yuan. Her words were specifically spoken to Lord Mo Yuan.

Upon hearing this, Lord Mo Yuan's body trembled slightly and a complicated expression appeared on his face.

Emperor Donghua frowned, paced back and forth, and said: "Father God has sacrificed so much for this world, and this ending is really sad."

Jiaojiao sighed softly: "Perhaps this is the mission of Father God. I just don't know what the world will be like after the new heavenly rules come into the world."

Everyone fell into deep thought, and a heavy atmosphere filled the hall. They were full of expectations and worries about the upcoming changes.

In the solemn atmosphere, Mo Yuan, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke: "I understand. I will go to the Sun Star to see him when I return, and Zheyan will go with me then. But Xingchen hasn't come back yet, so I probably won't be able to see him." Mo Yuan's voice revealed deep helplessness and loss, and his originally firm eyes became dim at this moment.

He became depressed again, his heart full of worry and pity for his brother Xingchen. What kind of luck did his brother have? First he was not born, and suffered the injustice of fate. Now he failed to pass the calamity and missed the last chance to meet the Father God. This series of twists and turns seemed like a deliberate trick of fate, making Xingchen miss important moments again and again.

Mo Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He recalled the hardships his brother Xingchen had gone through. Every expectation turned into a bubble, and every hope was ruthlessly broken. And this time, facing the great mission that the Father God was about to complete and the final dissipation, Xingchen was still not present, which seemed to have doomed the shallow fate between him and the Father God.

The people around him fell silent as they listened to Mo Yuan's words, feeling sorry for Xingchen's fate. They knew that in the face of such an unpredictable fate, the power of an individual was so small that even a powerful god like Mo Yuan could hardly control the fate of his loved ones.

Mo Yuan raised his head and looked into the distance, as if he wanted to see the figure of Xingchen through the endless void. He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Xingchen would be able to face all this with strength after returning from the calamity, and find his own light and hope on the road ahead.

"Don't think about Xingchen anymore. I guess Xingchen and the Father God don't have a father-son relationship! Let's go and take a look when the time comes. We also need to prepare the things that Haochen needs to overcome the tribulation." Zheyan patted Mo Yuan's shoulder and said.

"I know, I will help Haochen overcome the tribulation." Mo Yuan said truthfully, his eyes firm and resolute, as if he was ready to face all challenges.

Jiaojiao felt a little relieved, she nodded and hugged Haochen tightly. Haochen in her arms didn't know the test he was about to face, he just quietly nestled in his mother's arms.

"However, before that, we still need to make full preparations." Emperor Donghua said, sweeping his eyes over the crowd. His tone was serious, making everyone present feel the importance and urgency of the matter.

In the following days, several people began to get busy, planning for Haochen's tribulation. They collected precious magic weapons and spiritual materials, read ancient books to find the secret of tribulation, and constantly discussed strategies to deal with various possible situations.

After seven days, Mo Yuan and Zhe Yan went to the Sun Star to visit their Father God.

The moment they stepped into the Sun Star, a solemn atmosphere came over them. With a heavy heart, Mo Yuan walked eagerly towards where the Father God was.

"Father God." Mo Yuan looked at the gray-haired old man in front of him and was a little afraid to recognize him. Even when the Father God was about to return to the Primal Chaos, he was not so embarrassed. At this moment, the Father God looked haggard, and his eyes were full of fatigue and determination. The tall and majestic image that used to be so brilliant seemed to have become blurred under the erosion of time.

Mo Yuan's voice trembled slightly, his eyes full of heartache and disbelief. The Father God in his memory was always full of endless power and majesty, and was their solid support and guiding light. But now, the Father God in front of him was so haggard due to the torture of time and mission.

Zhe Yan also looked solemn, his heart filled with emotion and sadness. They stood quietly before the Father God, not knowing how to start talking for a moment.

Mo Yuan suppressed his inner grief, took a step forward, and asked softly, "Father God, are you okay?" His voice was filled with concern and worry.

The Father God raised his head slightly, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "Don't worry about me, this is my mission. Didn't Xingchen come back?"

His voice was weak but firm, and every word seemed to be uttered with all his strength. His eyes, once bright as stars, were now filled with fatigue and vicissitudes, but when he mentioned his youngest son Xingchen, he still revealed deep concern and attachment.

Mo Yuan and Zhe Yan looked at each other, seeing the helplessness and sadness in each other's eyes. Mo Yuan stepped forward, gently held Father God's hand, and said with a choked voice: "Father God, Xingchen is still transcending the tribulation and has not returned yet. I'm afraid he won't be able to come back in time."

Hearing this, Father God sighed deeply, his eyes full of regret and reluctance. He knew that he was about to reach the end of his life, but he could not see his youngest son at the last moment, which became an eternal pain in his heart.

"Perhaps this is fate's arrangement." Father God murmured to himself, "I just hope that Xingchen will be safe and sound in the future, and not let down the kindness of this world."

Zhe Yan comforted him, "Don't worry, Father God. Xingchen will definitely be able to sense your concern and expectations. He will become a child that you will be proud of."

The Father God nodded slightly, closed his eyes, and a crystal tear fell from the corner of his eye. The room fell into silence, with only the Father God's faint breathing, as if telling of his reluctance to leave this world and his endless longing for the stars.

Mo Yuan and Zhe Yan quietly stood by the Father God, praying silently in their hearts, hoping that Xing Chen would return soon, even if it was just to see the Father God for the last time, so that the Father God could leave in peace. However, they also knew that this might just be an unattainable wish.

“Yuan’er, you are the god of war of the Celestial Clan, responsible for the lives of many people, you must stick to your original intention. Zheyan, Father God knows that you are an open-minded child, and from now on you three brothers must help each other. As for Xingchen, if he and I have no fate, don’t tell him about this, he will inevitably be sad.” Father God looked at the two children in front of him and taught them with concern.

Mo Yuan clenched his fists and vowed in his heart that he must live up to the expectations of his Father and shoulder his responsibilities. His eyes were firm and resolute, as if at this moment, he was ready to face all future challenges.

And Zheyan, the sentimental Zheyan had been crying silently on the side, and it was unknown whether he heard it or not.

In this quiet corner of the Sun Star, they accompanied Father God and spent a solemn and precious time. The light around them seemed to become soft and warm, as if gently soothing their hearts.

Mo Yuan sat quietly beside the Father God, recalling the Father God's teachings and love in the past, and endless emotion welled up in his heart. He knew that from now on, he would go forward alone and shoulder the responsibility of protecting the people.

Zheyan was silently thinking on the side, occasionally looking at his Father God and Mo Yuan, his eyes filled with worry and expectation for the future.

Time passed quietly in silence, and every minute and every second seemed so precious. They didn't say too much, but just conveyed their feelings through companionship.

As the sun's rays gradually dimmed, Mo Yuan and Zhe Yan knew that the time of separation was approaching. They stood up and gazed at the Father God affectionately again, deeply imprinting this moment in their hearts.

"Father God, we are leaving." Mo Yuan said softly. Although his voice was light, it was full of power.

Zheyan also nodded, tears glistening in his eyes, they knew that this was the last time they would see the Father God. Mo Yuan and Zheyan stood there for a long time, they knew that a new journey had begun, and they had to go on bravely.