Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

"No, no! You can't die!" Ding Ling roared, and a terrifying wave burst out from his body, instantly enveloping Xu Yunxi.

The fate chain on Xu Yunxi's body began to slow down at this moment.

The others were all stunned when they saw this scene.

Especially Xu Yunting and Guan Yunlan, they wanted to move forward like crazy, but the next moment, they found that they could not move.

This place is filled with chains of order, and these chains of order that they cannot see or touch bind them.

Bound their lives.

By the time they reacted and wanted to break free, they found that they were already deeply trapped and it was impossible to break free.

At this moment, everyone realized that they were living in a huge cage.

At this moment, unwillingness and resistance filled the hearts of all of them. If this was the case, then what was the point of their efforts?

Ye Yu raised his head and looked at where Xu Yunxi was. Suddenly, everything in front of his eyes went dark, as if a skinny old man appeared in front of him. He just sat on the throne, looking at Ye Yu silently.

"Come on, child, accept the power. Do you want to save them? Then accept this power! Everything, there is still a chance!" The old man's voice was full of magnetism, as if it could penetrate deep into people's souls.

Ye Yu stood up numbly and, tempted by the voice, slowly walked towards the throne on the high platform.

But the next moment, Ye Yu seemed to see that the person sitting on the high seat was Ye Zhentian, and standing next to Ye Zhentian was Ye Fan, who was staring at him coldly.

Around him, Ye Qingwan, Ye Qingxuan, Ye Qingshuang, Ye Qingqing, Ye Qingling and Ye Xuan were just standing there silently.

Ye Qingwan and Ye Xuan looked at him with resentment in their eyes.

Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingshuang's eyes were full of surprise.

All this seemed exactly the same as the scene when Ye Zhentian asked Ye Yu to succeed the Crown Prince.

However, the next moment, Ye Yu seemed to see his younger self, standing on the other side of Ye Zhentian, his eyes full of sunshine and hope, his fists clenched, full of ideals.

The scene before my eyes changed again. The light in my younger self's eyes had dimmed, becoming numb and indifferent.

"Do you want to do it again?"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Yu was stunned. Everything in front of him had disappeared, replaced by the withered old man. There was no blood in his body at all. Then he stopped and said, "I don't want to do it again."

"But this time, you will have the power to rule everything, and no one can resist your power!" The old man's voice was still the same, full of endless temptation.

Ye Yu smiled bitterly, "So what? You have the power to rule everything, but you still need to sacrifice everything for them and protect them."

"Because without them, who would you be the emperor of?"

"No matter how cold and indifferent you are, or how little you regard human life, you still cannot leave them. You still have to protect them from all kinds of threats. Once you take that position, whether you like it or not, you are tied to this world and the human race. This is the fate of the Emperor, and you are trapped in it."

The moment he saw the old man, Ye Yu sensed a familiar fluctuation, the fluctuation of Jiuyou's blood energy.

The blood energy in the Nine Nether Blood Springs spread throughout Shenzhou is the blood energy of this emperor.

He used his own blood and energy to defend Shenzhou and protect the people of Shenzhou from the threat of the royal family.

To some extent, he is indeed great. If China lost this emperor, it would have been a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

But it was also selfish. If he lost the human race above Shenzhou, how could he become emperor? And whose emperor could he become?

The existence of the fat monk and others proves that the human race does not only exist in Shenzhou, but those people have no destiny and do not have the protection of the emperor.

The emperor protects Shenzhou only for the sake of his identity as emperor.

The human race in Shenzhou, although protected by the Emperor, is now filled with resentment and wants to resist and put an end to it all.

This is not the result Ye Yu wants. He just wants to leave, leave this world, and escape from these messy emotions and desires.

The human heart can never be filled.

Give them stability, and they will want prosperity; give them stability and prosperity, and they will want a better life....

This is always a dead end!

The emperor's power seems supreme and he seems to command everything, but in fact he cannot escape from it all. Instead, he is trapped in the shackles of fate.

"I don't want to become an emperor. I just want to live a peaceful and stable life... to be born and to survive... but why is it so difficult?" Ye Yu said blankly.

Just because these six words seem simple and seem to only concern oneself.

But the fact is, life cannot be just about yourself.

A person can accept having simple meals three times a day, but others are not willing to do so.

Parents always want you to live a better, more comfortable and free life. They don’t want their children to become successful, but at least they want them to live a comfortable life.

Others always want to find a sense of superiority from others to make themselves happy, and they always have to make up for the grievances they suffer from others elsewhere.

Who can be willing to be at the bottom?

"Now that you're here, you have no way out. Whether you want to keep yourself safe or want to salvage everything, the path to becoming an emperor is your only choice." The old man's voice was calm but firm.

As he himself said, no matter what choice Ye Yu makes, the road to becoming an emperor is his destination.

But just as the old man finished speaking, a buzzing sound appeared, and the three fragments of the Haotian Mirror in Ye Yu's body emerged, and the causal force on the lens still existed.

The old man's face suddenly changed. Just as he was about to stand up, a figure walked out from the fragments. It was Mirror Spirit.

The two looked at each other, neither wanting to speak.

When Ye Yu saw the fragments of the Haotian Mirror in front of him, he realized that everything was happening on his own. The current result was all caused by him.

Then Ye Yu slowly stood up, stretched out his hand to grasp the three fragments, and the power of cause and effect once again merged into Ye Yu's body.

"I don't need to forgive my past self." Ye Yu murmured.

From this moment on, Ye Yu also understood. Why should he be so stubborn about himself as an individual? He didn't need to forgive or accept anything. All of this was just a result! It had nothing to do with anything else.

The next moment, Ye Yu's figure suddenly disappeared from the hall.

hum...

Suddenly, a trembling sound came from outside the abyss.

Pojun, Qisha, Tanlang, Dingling, Xu Yunxi, and even the now dying Ye Chengjun looked over.

At this moment, Ye Yu slowly stood up, and the surging imperial power around him had disappeared. Then, a gray light bloomed from Ye Yu's body.