Miler, who has a system for giving up

They quickly formed a strange array, and as the array was activated, the surrounding space began to distort, as if it were about to devour everything.

This unexpected turn of events put our previously dominant side in an extremely passive position, and everyone's expressions became serious.

Just at this critical moment, a dazzling light suddenly streaked across the sky, followed by a massive army surging in like a torrent.

Leading the group was the God-King, clad in golden armor and wielding a giant sword, exuding an awe-inspiring presence, like a war god descending to earth.

He shouted, "Stop your arrogance!"

This roar was like a thunderbolt, shaking the enemy's formation to the point of collapse.

The appearance of the God King greatly boosted our morale, and the previously somewhat panicked troops immediately rallied.

Everyone responded to the God King's call and joined forces to launch a final assault on the mysterious forces.

Under the leadership of the God-King, our attacks were as fierce as a storm, and the mysterious forces were forced to retreat steadily under our powerful offensive.

In particular, the Soul-Capturing Mirror in the hands of the God King unleashed tremendous power, severely damaging the souls of his enemies with each swing.

Under the combined influence of the Soul-Capturing Mirror and the God King's divine power, the mysterious force's resistance grew weaker and weaker until it could no longer hold on and was completely defeated.

With the defeat of the mysterious force, the eerie formation also dissipated, and the surrounding space returned to normal.

A massive crisis affecting the entire world was finally temporarily averted thanks to the combined efforts of the God-King and everyone else.

Just as the mysterious force was preparing to retreat like a tide, suddenly, as if an invisible hand had cast a spell on them, they all stopped in their tracks.

This pause, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creates ripples, surprising people and acting as a mysterious key to unlock their curiosity about what will happen next.

However, that's not the most surprising thing.

After pausing, these people, like well-trained soldiers, made the same move in unison—kneeling on one knee and placing their right hand on their left shoulder like devout believers.

This gesture looks both solemn and dignified, as if it were a solemn ceremony or a tribute to a supreme deity.

Just as everyone was speechless with astonishment, a thunderous chorus of shouts erupted the next second: "Welcome Prince Jingcheng!"

The sound was like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploding in the air, deafening and echoing for a long time.

Upon hearing the name "King Jingcheng," His Highness the God King's face showed an expression of extreme shock and disbelief.

The name seemed to strike him like a bolt from the blue, or a sharp sword, piercing his heart deeply.

I quickly turned my gaze to Brother Yu Xi, General Dongfang, General Su Ran, and Long Jinyuan, wanting to see their reactions.

However, to my surprise, their faces also showed similar expressions to His Highness the God-King, filled with astonishment and confusion, as if they too had been caught off guard by this sudden turn of events.

"Just who is this King Jingcheng?"

I thought to myself, "Even those people from the mysterious organization treat him with such respect, so he must be no ordinary person!"

Could it be that he is the mastermind behind everything, hiding in the shadows?

But if that's really the case, then why would he have his men try to kill me again and again?

What is the real reason behind this?

Furthermore, could this mysterious organization be the same one that hindered my meeting, getting to know, and falling in love with Han Heng when I was undergoing my tribulation in the human realm?

I racked my brains, as if I were going to break my head, but I still couldn't find any clues about "King Jingcheng" in my recovered memories.

This name is like a mystery buried deep underground; no matter how hard I try to dig, I can never uncover its true nature.

This made me increasingly confused, and at the same time, it intensified my inner fear and anxiety.

Suddenly, a deep and magnetic male voice rang in my ears, as if it had traveled through time and carried a strong sense of nostalgia.

The sound, like a resounding bell, struck my heart, abruptly pulling me back to reality from my chaotic thoughts.

"Jingxuan, my dear brother, do you still remember me?"

The voice came again, its tone revealing a familiar quality.

I couldn't help but wonder, whose voice is that?

Why does it feel so familiar?

I slowly raised my head and looked in the direction of the sound, wanting to find out what was going on.

When my gaze finally fell on the person who spoke, I was so astonished that I couldn't close my mouth—the person in front of me actually looked seven or eight parts like His Highness the God King!

Jingxuan, isn't that His Highness the God King's name?

Could it be that the person in front of us who looks exactly like His Highness the God King is actually His Highness the God King's closest relative?

But why does his voice and tone feel so familiar to me, like a gentle spring breeze?

However, the way this person spoke did not seem to indicate a close relationship with His Highness the God-King.

My head felt like it was being hit by a heavy hammer, the pain intensified, and my body began to sway precariously.

Han Heng also had a splitting headache, just like me, only to a slightly lesser degree.

Long Jinyuan keenly noticed the unusual situation between Han Heng and me. She tiptoed to my side and used telepathy to inform Brother Yu Xi, asking him to help Han Heng.

This is not the time for us to faint.

The crisp sound of my little cutie cracking sunflower seeds reached my ears. "So Jingcheng Wang is the person behind it all. But isn't he my master's uncle?"

I fought off the throbbing headache and mentally asked my little darling, "Little darling, do you know anything that's going on that people don't know?"

“Master, what Little Cutie knows is also known to everyone, but there is one thing that no one else knows: your uncle fell madly in love with your mother the moment he saw her.”

The little cutie sighed helplessly, her voice sounding as if it came from the deepest hell, "Alas, it's a pity he arrived too late. By the time he wanted to express his feelings, your mother had already married His Highness the God King."

"And then what happened? It seems like their relationship isn't very good now."

"It was alright at first, but the fact that your mother sacrificed herself for the seal of the God Realm was like a sharp sword that ruthlessly severed the bond between the two brothers, causing them to fall out completely."

After hearing what the little cutie said, it was as if a lightning bolt struck my heart. I roughly guessed some of it. It turned out that behind this was a story of love turning into hatred.

King Jingcheng was driven to madness by his unrequited love and the sacrifice of his mother, which is why he took his anger out on me and tried to destroy our lives through various means.

At this moment, King Jingcheng stepped forward, his eyes as cold as ice, staring intently at the God King. "Jingxuan, you didn't expect this, did you? I was reborn from the ashes in the eighteenth level of hell, and now I'm back. You took away the woman I loved most, and you didn't know how to cherish her. I will never let you get away with this."

The God King frowned deeply, like a towering mountain. "Jingcheng, I never thought that even in the eighteenth level of hell you couldn't smooth out your nature. Now, because of your own selfish desires, you have stirred up this conflict and harmed the innocent. It is truly an outrage against heaven and earth."

King Jingcheng sneered, a laugh that seemed to come from the netherworld. "Unforgivable? If I can't have it, no one else can have peace."

Just as the atmosphere was tense to the point of imminent explosion, I endured the excruciating pain in my body, stood up shakily, and said righteously, "King Jingcheng, although I do not know what misunderstanding exists between you, harming innocent people is a grave mistake. If you continue to be obstinate, you will surely suffer divine retribution!"

The moment Jingcheng Wang's gaze met mine, it seemed as if he were frozen in place, pausing for a moment. I could clearly feel that he was gazing at my mother through me.

A flicker of hesitation crossed his eyes, like a fleeting shooting star in the night sky, but he quickly regained his usual ferocity.

Just as he was about to make a move, the sky suddenly turned as dark as ink, and dark clouds surged in like rolling black waves.

A mysterious and powerful force descended from the sky, like an invisible rope, tightly binding King Jingcheng.

A voice, like that of a grandmother, resounded like a great bell, deafeningly echoing throughout the world, as if to tear the entire world apart: "This is the end of our grudges. If you dare to harm my granddaughter, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Shiyun is your daughter. Back then, you were unwilling to sacrifice her with me to Shiyun, and now you're trying to stop me. Don't think that just because you're Shiyun's mother I won't dare to do anything."

Jing Cheng's face and eyes instantly turned sinister and vicious, like a demon emerging from hell.

"Shiyun is of course my precious daughter, but she consulted me before she went to war. Although I was reluctant to part with her, the safety of the people of the God Realm was more important. Moreover, it was that demon who made the decision on a whim. Otherwise, with Shiyun's cultivation, she would have been able to return safely. Instead of blaming the demons, you blame your own brother and even want to harm Shiyun's only daughter."

Only the sound echoed between heaven and earth, without any human figures in sight, as if the sound came from the endless void.

"I will definitely wipe out the entire Demon Realm to make Shiyun pay with her life, but if Jingxuan hadn't sent Shiyun to the battlefield, how could Shiyun have sacrificed herself? As for Lele, I won't hurt her. After I cut off Jingxuan's head, I will treat Lele well, just like my own father."

Jing Cheng's expression became even more frenzied, as if he had fallen into a state of madness.

"You can talk before you're sure you can still beat me."

As soon as I finished speaking, a familiar figure descended from the sky, like a celestial maiden descending to earth. It really was my grandmother.

Then came an overwhelming pressure, like Mount Tai crushing an egg, directly pressing down on King Jingcheng and his men, as if to completely crush them.

Those slightly weaker were lying on the ground, spitting blood like dead dogs. Those slightly better off were kneeling and kowtowing repeatedly. Only King Jingcheng bent his waist slightly.

Although King Jingcheng was furious, he could only helplessly submit temporarily, like a deflated balloon.

A terrifying crisis seems to have been temporarily quelled by the intervention of this mysterious force.

Just as my headache was getting worse, the Soul-Capturing Mirror seemed to sense my pain and suddenly emitted a faint light.

The light, like a clear spring, flowed straight toward my head.

When this energy touched my forehead, I immediately felt a cool sensation penetrate my skin and seep into my brain.

This energy was like a gentle hand, softly stroking my aching head, gradually easing my pain.

As time went on, the cool sensation grew stronger, and my headache gradually lessened under the influence of this energy.

Not long after, my head, which had been in excruciating pain, completely returned to normal, and I no longer felt any pain.

However, just when everyone thought the crisis was over and they could finally breathe a sigh of relief, King Jingcheng suddenly burst into laughter.

The laughter was deafening, as if it were about to pierce the sky, and the madness it revealed was chilling.

"Hahahaha!"

King Jingcheng laughed wildly, "You fools, you actually think you can trap me like this?"

His voice echoed in the air, filled with endless mockery and disdain.

Before he finished speaking, Jing Chengwang suddenly exerted his strength and actually broke through the restraints of that mysterious force.

His body seemed to be stretched open by a powerful force, making crackling sounds. The previously suppressed aura erupted like a volcano, even more terrifying and powerful than before.

Everyone stared in astonishment at the scene, their fear reignited.

They never imagined that King Jingcheng would not only survive the torture in the eighteenth level of hell, but would also gain such terrifying power.

Grandma's expression turned extremely serious; she clearly hadn't expected this situation either.

She immediately intensified her aura, trying to stop King Jingcheng's madness.

However, King Jingcheng had completely fallen into a state of madness and was unresponsive to his grandmother's oppressive aura. His eyes were only on the God King and his obsession with killing him.

King Jingcheng charged toward the God King like a mad beast, disregarding everything.

He moved with lightning speed, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of the God King, raised his fist, and smashed it hard at the God King.

At that critical moment, I don't know where I got the courage, but I rushed forward without hesitation and stood in front of the God King.

Jing Chengwang's fist stopped abruptly just centimeters away from me. He stared at me with wide eyes, incredulous.