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"If he doesn't give me his life in exchange, I'm doomed to sleep for a hundred years. When I finally wake up, I'll be alone, forced to abandon all love and emotions, and completely transform into a god." Yi Qianhuan said this with a sneer on his face. "What kind of bullshit rules are these? They're ridiculous."

"National God, all this is destined by heaven. This is the way of heaven." Master Mingzhi hurriedly stopped Yi Qianhuan's rebellious words.

The laws of nature are irreversible. Even if Yi Qianhuan tried to stop her once, fate would eventually push her to her destined destination. The only difference was that the process would be slightly different from what they imagined.

"Master Mingzhi, since you can reverse fate, then I can do it too. But I want both Chi Lian and I to survive. We shouldn't be the ones to die." Yi Qianhuan said, lowering his head and giving Ji Chi Lian a deep kiss on the lips.

Yi Mobao observed Yi Qianhuan's stern expression and had a very bad premonition in his heart: "Mother, what do you want to do?"

"I have a way to save your father and me, but it all depends on the curse being lifted from me. Otherwise, the power of the national god in my body will always be used to suppress the curse, and I won't be able to exert my full strength." Yi Qianhuan said this, his eyes clouded. "I'm going to kill Bei Yunting."

Now she can't care about anything.

She didn't care whether Bei Yunting was the emperor or something else, she must kill him.

"Lord God of the Country." At this time, a maid from the Qin family walked in. She felt the cold atmosphere in the room and was so frightened that she dared not make a sound for a moment.

"Don't be nervous, tell me what happened?" Grandma Qin asked patiently.

"That Wuchen has been making a fuss. He's even insulting the national god, saying that Yunzhao Kingdom will be overthrown sooner or later, that this national god won't be in power for long, and that they'll eventually create a new world." The maid knelt on the ground and continued, "He also said that this new world would be called the '21st Century'."

Yi Qianhuan's pupils shrank sharply, and she immediately rushed to the dungeon where Wu Chen was imprisoned.

As Yi Qianhuan approached the cell where Wu Chen was, he heard Wu Chen shouting.

"You are all a bunch of fools, old antiques from an ancient dynasty. You are pedantic, ignorant, feudal, and ridiculous! You are all bound to this cannibalistic dynasty. You will never be able to gain true freedom!"

"We can't get true freedom, Liu Wei, but can you?" Yi Qianhuan walked to Wuchen's cell and stood still.

Wu Chen, who was still shouting a second ago, suddenly turned pale: "You, how do you know this name?"

"Not only do I know your name in your previous life was Liu Wei, I also know your soul comes from the 21st century on Blue Star. You came here in a car accident, but with good luck, you created a cult based on 21st-century thinking. Logically, you're the original leader of the Apocalypse Cult, right?"

Wu Chen's entire body convulsed, "I'm not worthy of this position. I'm not worthy of this position."

"You really don't deserve it, because you are no match for Bei Yunting. He snatched away the position of cult leader that originally belonged to you. Liu Wei, in your previous life, you were mediocre and no one cared about you when you died. In this life, you could have become the leader of the world's number one evil cult, but because of your cowardice, you lost the chance to reach the top. How can you be so cowardly?" Yi Qianhuan seemed to be sighing, but in fact, every word he said was heartbreaking.

The panic on Wu Chen's face was distorted by resentment: "What do you know? You don't understand how terrifying Bei Yunting is... No, he is not a human, he is a demon!"

Chapter 517

"There are only countless innocent souls killed by the Apocalypse Cult in this world. You should be afraid of those souls coming to claim your life, rather than being afraid of a non-existent demon." Yi Qianhuan was not shaken by Wu Chen's words, and her tone remained calm throughout.

"You don't understand, you don't understand..." Wu Chen seemed to recall something terrible. He was so scared that he was covered in cold sweat. "I originally thought that Bei Yunting joined the Apocalypse Church because he really worshipped me. He just needed a spiritual sustenance like those miserable believers. They simply yearned for the enlightened laws like those on Blue Star. They envied the lifestyle that did not require enslavement. But Bei Yunting is different. What he wants is not spiritual sustenance, but a real world! He wants to change this world."

"Another person who wants to create the 21st century? It's a pity that Qin Qiansui had already stepped on this kind of stupid landmine a hundred years ago." Yi Qianhuan couldn't understand the thoughts of these people who were trying to change the entire world.

How much effort did people put in to move from feudalism to civilization?

First destruction and then construction, what is experienced in between is not just the passage of time, but also the transformation of a nation.

All of this is determined by fate. The 21st century on Blue Planet is destined to be like that.

Similarly, the world they live in, this continent, everything about it is also destined by God. How can it be changed by the power of one person or a group of people?

Just ridiculous.

"No, no, he doesn't just want to change the world, he wants everything, he wants to be the only king! He, he...!" Wu Chen's whole body was trembling. After he uttered these words with difficulty, blood suddenly spurted out from all seven orifices of his body.

Immediately afterwards, large swarms of maggots swarmed out of Wu Chen's seven orifices.

Wu Chen opened his mouth, and blood gushed out of it like a fountain, staining his clothes bright red.

"Don't touch him, he is also cursed." Yi Qianhuan stretched out his hand to stop the Jinyiwei who were trying to move forward. He narrowed his eyes and his gaze became more solemn.

The Jinyiwei stopped immediately and watched Wu Chen being eaten to pieces by the insects that emerged from his body.

"This, is this a curse? So scary..." Lin Tong, who was standing aside, looked at such a hideous and horrifying death, his face showing fear.

Even the Jinyiwei, who were used to seeing blood, could not accept such a bloody scene!

"I thought it was him." Yi Qianhuan looked at Wu Chen's broken body calmly and said slowly.

Seeing Lin Tong and the others looking at him in confusion, Yi Qianhuan lowered his eyes and looked at the palm of his hand.

There were black lines on the palms of her hands, which were the marks left on her body by the curse after she was cursed.

She originally thought that Wu Chen was the one who cast the curse on her.

But Wu Chen died, and the curse was not lifted.

In a flash, the last suspicious person emerged in Yi Qianhuan's mind.

She immediately turned and left the dungeon.

Before Lin Tong and the others could recover from the shock, they watched Yi Qianhuan abandon all of them and run away.

"Lord Guoshen, where are you going?"

Yi Qianhuan didn't have time to answer. She went out, found a horse at random, rode it and headed straight towards the palace.