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"My God! What on earth happened here?! Why are there traces of magical power that only the Supreme God possesses?! What is going on?! Can anyone step forward and give me an explanation?!" Yan Moli stared in astonishment at the horrific scene before her, her heart filled with doubt and shock.

However, just as she was feeling confused, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: Wasn't her younger brother Jiang Moqi in charge of managing these small worlds? Where was he right now? Could it be that he was neglecting his work for that so-called wife? Thinking of this, Yan Moli couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

So, Yan Moli hurriedly tried to use a special communication method known only to her and her brother to find Jiang Moqi's whereabouts. However, no matter how hard she tried to send messages and call out her brother's name, she received no response. The messages she sent seemed to have sunk without a trace.

Seeing this, Yan Moli knew that this method alone would definitely not work. Left with no other choice, she had to use magic to prepare to personally search for Jiang Moqi's whereabouts. After all, these dead people should have been under her jurisdiction, but the affairs of this small world were not within her purview, and she couldn't arbitrarily overstep her authority. Unless she received explicit authorization from a higher-level god, she would never dare to act rashly.

Yan Moli was surprised to find that her younger brother, Jiang Moqi, was also in this world, and not far from her. But why would her brother have made this world like this? This discovery filled her with doubts. Why was her brother here? Countless questions flooded her mind, but it seemed that only by going there herself could she unravel the mystery.

The Xuan Tian Sword Sect was a hive of activity as everyone busied themselves cleaning up the ruins left by the ravages of the rebellious god, while carefully moving the bodies of the sect's fallen disciples. Seeing these once vibrant and hopeful young lives extinguished, everyone was filled with grief and regret. They had such bright futures waiting to be opened, yet they had tragically met with this devastating calamity.

However, what is somewhat comforting is that Xiao Shiliu—or rather, she should now be respectfully addressed as the Lotus Goddess—has made a promise to everyone. This former beloved Martial Aunt Jiang is no longer just a mascot of the sect; as the Lotus Goddess, she solemnly declares that she will take on the responsibility of resurrecting all the innocent disciples who have passed away and will do her utmost to bring the world back to normal.

However, this also meant that from then on, the senior uncles of Tianyan Peak would disappear from people's sight. After all, three of them were supreme gods, and the other was even a divine beast, a Qilin. Such a revered status made them beings that mortals could hardly reach, and they could no longer have close contact with ordinary cultivators as before.

At this moment, Jiang Shiliu was quietly staying in the dimly lit room on Tianyan Peak, her gaze anxiously fixed on Jiang Moqi lying on the bed. Jiang Moqi's eyes were tightly closed, his face as pale as paper, and he lay lifelessly asleep on the bed, as if bound tightly by an invisible force.

The reason Jiang Moqi is in this state is that he previously consumed too much divine power during the rewind, and the divine power he used also produced a strong backlash. Not only that, a series of sudden tragic events plunged him into extreme grief, and this emotion was like a heavy shackle, preventing him from waking up from his coma.

The events unfolded so rapidly and unexpectedly that Jiang Moqi was caught completely off guard. Despite his repeated attempts to use the power of rewind to alter the predetermined outcome, each effort ended in failure, and he ultimately could not prevent Jiang Shiliu's tragic death before his very eyes. What agonized him even more was that Xiao An's soul was also gradually dissipating right before his eyes, and he was powerless to stop it, forced to helplessly witness everything unfold.

As the supreme god who governs all the smaller worlds, Jiang Moqi should possess supreme power and ability, capable of controlling the fate of all things in the world. However, faced with these successive disasters and misfortunes, he found himself to be so insignificant and helpless, like a lone boat in a raging storm, which could be swallowed up by the surging waves at any moment.

Crucially, Jiang Shiliu had never revealed her secret plan to Jiang Moqi. Therefore, when he saw Jiang Shiliu resolutely choose to commit suicide, Jiang Moqi was completely stunned, filled with shock, confusion, and deep self-reproach.

In reality, only by abandoning this physical body and embracing death can Jiang Shiliu successfully overcome the final tribulation and regain her former noble status as the Lotus Goddess. To put it another way, it's like finally remembering the password to an important account (main account), but before that, you must first delete all other associated accounts to successfully log in…

However, the reason why Jiang Shiliu was unwilling to let Jiang Moqi get too involved in the fierce battle between the main gods was that, as a manager with supreme power, she could not rashly reveal her grand plan, which she had been meticulously planning for hundreds of thousands of years, to others simply because of personal feelings.

It's important to understand that even the man she fell deeply in love with—Jiang Moqi—couldn't change this fact. Although Jiang Shiliu has lived through many years, she would never easily abandon the principles and bottom lines she has always upheld because of this first experience of falling in love.

In short, Jiang Moqi is ultimately too naive and inexperienced. He may be meticulous and shrewd, but that doesn't mean he can outmaneuver and contend with those cunning and shrewd veteran gods. Even a powerful god like his father, Jiang Yanzhi, who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, would likely struggle to escape unscathed in such a complex and unpredictable situation. Moreover, Jiang Moqi is merely a young upstart, only a few tens of thousands of years old!

Jiang Shiliu sat quietly by the bed, gazing tenderly at the sleeping Jiang Moqi. His peaceful sleeping face evoked tenderness, but Jiang Shiliu's heart was like a turbulent sea, a mix of emotions leaving her feeling incredibly conflicted and confused.

She couldn't help but wonder if this relationship was right. After all, in this mysterious and dangerous God's Realm, the difficulties they would face if their love were made public would be staggering. First, there was the huge gap in their social status—one a powerful figure high above, the other a mere newcomer. Secondly, there was the disparity in their age and experience, which would undoubtedly create many obstacles in their relationship. However, these problems might not be insurmountable barriers for lovers.

But right now, the most crucial thing is that Jiang Shiliu bears a heavy responsibility; she must stay here and restore all the broken order. This task is arduous and time-consuming, meaning she simply doesn't have much time to spend with Jiang Moqi. So how will their relationship be maintained?

What's even more worrying is that the once tightly bound souls have now been broken. Both parties voluntarily established this connection, believing they could stay together forever. But who could have foreseen the unpredictable nature of life? Besides the powerful party having the right to forcibly dissolve it, if one of them were to die, the bond would also automatically vanish without a trace. Thinking of this, Jiang Shiliu's heart sank, a deep sense of powerlessness washing over her.