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Chapter 134 Three Lives, Three Worlds, Southern Beginning 16
In Taichen Palace, Donghua felt a sharp pain in his heart, his hand trembled, and "crack—" the teacup shattered into pieces.
Donghua looked south. Today was the second day of the battle between the Celestial Clan and the Winged Clan. Could something have changed?
Nan Chu's immortal body slowly descended. Zhe Yan held Nan Chu in his arms. Although he didn't cry, the numb look on his face made it seem as if he hadn't reacted yet.
Zheyan examined Nan Chu's condition and determined that there was no way to save her.
In the Ruoshui River, Zheyan raised his eyes, took out the Fuxi Qin, and wanted to destroy the Donghuang Bell.
Mo Yuan intervened in time, interrupting Zhe Yan's frenzied behavior.
"Zheyan, calm down. If the Eastern Emperor Bell is destroyed, the Red Lotus Karmic Fire inside the Eastern Emperor Bell will spread throughout the four seas and eight wastelands."
Mo Yuan grabbed Zhe Yan's shoulder, and Zhe Yan lowered his head to look at Nan Chu, who was asleep with her eyes closed.
Zheyan felt a pain in his heart, and tears silently streamed down his cheeks, dripping onto Nan Chu's face. He was barely able to suppress his demonic nature.
Suddenly, he touched the jade pendant he was carrying, and a continuous stream of life force from the pendant flowed into Zheyan's body.
Zheyan's demonic nature gradually calmed down.
"Zheyan, we can't let Nan Chu down. Besides, the people of Qingqiu are still here. We also need to make arrangements for Nan Chu's immortal body." After saying this, Mo Yuan returned to his military tent.
Zheyan felt he couldn't stay at Ruoshui River any longer, so he picked up Nan Chu and quickly returned to the Ten Mile Peach Blossom Forest. He temporarily put Nan Chu in the house, as if this would prove that she was still there and that she hadn't gone to Ruoshui River.
If he had known that Nan Chu would have an accident at Ruoshui River, he should have left Nan Chu at Kunlun Mountain.
Bai Zhi vaguely sensed that Nan Chu was different. Nan Chu's merits were more than all of Qing Qiu's combined. The fact that he was able to save Ling Yu from Qing Cang's clutches proved that Nan Chu was a high god.
Bai Zhi had no idea when a female deity would appear.
Fortunately, Nan Chusheng sacrificed his primordial spirit to seal the Eastern Emperor Bell. The Eastern Emperor Bell contained the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, and Nan Chusheng could not escape his death.
This variable is nothing to fear. Now that Bai Qian's marriage is settled, everything will be fine. The nine-tailed white foxes of Qingqiu will still be the most fortunate clan.
Before the war ended, Bai Zhi left Ruoshui River with Bai Zhen.
As the commander-in-chief, Mo Yuan began to bring the war to a close.
With Qing Cang sealed inside the Eastern Emperor Bell, the Winged Clan has no chance of victory.
As expected, the Winged Clan, under Li Yuan's leadership, wanted to fight again, but the Celestial Clan pursued them closely. In less than half a day, Li Yuan was killed, and the Winged Clan surrendered.
The remaining matters were left to Sang Ji, the second prince of the Celestial Clan, to handle.
Half of the Winged Tribe's territory was taken away, and an official was ordered to leave the territory to govern the Winged Tribe.
Thus ended the mighty Battle of Ruoshui River.
After the war ended, news spread that it was the Southern God of the Ten Mile Peach Blossom Forest who sealed the Eastern Emperor Bell with his primordial spirit, saving the four seas and eight wastelands.
Upon learning the news, Donghua went to Ruoshui River and calculated that Nan Chu had a glimmer of hope.
He arrived at the Ten-Mile Peach Blossom Forest, only to find that most of the peach blossoms had withered and were no longer as beautiful as before.
Upon arriving at a row of houses, Zheyan was drinking at a table in front of the houses, probably not expecting Donghua's arrival.
Zheyan glanced at him, then continued drinking, a mocking smile on his lips.
"How is she?" Donghua asked, his brows furrowed.
"Heh, you, Emperor Donghua, the most powerful emperor in the world, would you care about a mere high god? Aren't you keeping your distance from the war between the Celestial Clan and the Winged Clan?" Zheyan said disdainfully.
Donghua knew that Zheyan was dissatisfied with him, so he remained silent.
"It's also my fault. If I had stopped Nan Chu from going to Ruoshui River, this wouldn't have happened. Or if I had just wiped out the Winged Clan before the war started, this wouldn't have happened."
As he spoke, Zheyan raised a murderous aura. Back when his father and mother had not yet perished, he, Zheyan, had always advocated stopping war with war.
Donghua didn't respond to Zheyan's words; he wanted to go in and see Nanchu.
Zheyan suddenly stood up and blocked Donghua's way.
"You are not worthy to see her!" A dark red glint flashed in Zheyan's eyes.
Zheyan waved his fan, which brought out a gentle breeze, but the breeze carried boundless killing intent.
Donghua moved like a ghost, dodging unpredictable attacks.
This gentle breeze wreaked havoc in the peach grove, causing peach trees to fall one by one.
"Zheyan, something is wrong with you right now. Calm down and don't let your demonic nature control your body," Donghua advised.
The two fought back and forth, leaving the Ten Mile Peach Blossom Forest in a mess. Fortunately, Zheyan activated the Ten Mile Peach Blossom Forest's formation; otherwise, the battle between the two gods would have surely alarmed the entire world.
Seeing that the situation was gradually getting out of control, Donghua quickly said, "Nanchu still has a glimmer of hope."
Only after hearing these words did Zheyan manage to control his uncontrollable demonic nature.
Without saying anything more, Zheyan led the way, with Donghua following behind.
Upon entering the room, one finds an ice coffin covered in array formations, surrounded by empty furniture.
The woman, dressed in red, lay quietly in the coffin, as if she were asleep, as if she would wake up tomorrow.
Donghua wanted to touch Nanchu, but was blocked by the formation.
"I used many methods to preserve Nan Chu's immortal body," Zhe Yan said dejectedly.
He possessed the most powerful medical skills in the entire realm, yet he couldn't save her.
The great war between the Celestial Clan and the Winged Clan has ended, and Bai Zhi begins his operation. He has always known about the Golden Lotus in Kunlun Void, and the primordial spirit on it is the second son of the Father God.
Bai Zhi calculated that Jinlian was about to be born.
First, he devised a plan to bring Crown Prince Yangcuo and Lexu to Kunlun Mountain to discuss the war's benefits with Mo Yuan.
Originally, it was Sang Ji's job, as Sang Ji was the most likely of the three princes of the Heavenly Emperor to succeed him.
Bai Zhi had someone instigate a conflict between Yang Cuo and Sang Ji, and in the end, Yang Cuo successfully obtained the opportunity to discuss with Mo Yuan. At that time, Yang Cuo could also obtain a part of the Winged Clan's territory.
After Yang Cuo and Le Xu, there was no news of Le Xu's pregnancy. Bai Zhi thought his plan had failed, but he dared not make any rash moves.
Spring goes and autumn comes, and seventy thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Over the years, Zheyan has stayed in the Ten Mile Peach Blossom Forest, carefully protecting Nan Chu's immortal body to prevent it from dissipating.
Bai Zhi has been making constant underhanded moves over the years. He went to check each of the formations Bai Zhi had set up and found that the formations had been reverse-engineered and broken.
He didn't have the ability to set up another formation. This world could only have five evil formations. If he forcibly set up another one, Qingqiu would definitely suffer a backlash.
After seventy thousand years of silence, Bai Zhi handed over the position of the Fox Emperor of Qingqiu to Bai Qian, attempting to deceive the Heavenly Dao.
For a full 70,000 years, Bai Qian was confined to Qingqiu by Bai Zhi, and her life became boring.
Xuan Nu was in a bad mood. Her crimes were publicized by the Celestial Clan. Xuan Nu betrayed the Fox Clan and then the Celestial Clan. The Winged Clan also disliked her.
In Kunlun Void, Mo Yuan quietly gave a lesson, instructing his eldest disciple, Die Feng, to oversee the disciples' cultivation.
For a time, the world enjoyed a rare period of peace for seventy thousand years.
The ten-mile peach forest is filled with blooming peach blossoms all year round, resembling patches of rouge or clusters of rosy clouds. The scene of the battle between the two gods back then has completely disappeared.
Zheyan walked to Nan Chu's side, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said, "In three days, it will be the day Qing Cang's seal is broken. This time, I will definitely kill Qing Cang."
"You'll come back too, right? Seventy thousand years... I can't wait another seventy thousand years." Zheyan's eyes flashed with sadness as he finished speaking.