When Lu Chaochao arrived in the underworld, Emperor Fengdu was waiting with a stinky face.

Seeing her coming from a distance, seeing that her hands and feet were intact and not disabled, he snorted coldly from the wings of his nose.

“You didn’t take me with you when you rebelled, but did you ask me to help you deal with the aftermath?”

"My hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers are waiting, but you didn't take me with you! You didn't call me for such a big thing!" Emperor Fengdu looked majestic, but his tone was a bit aggrieved.

"You just bring a little black dragon and a red-haired dog to rebel! What use are they? Can I fight? How can I fight against my little brother?"

“Am I not as good as them?”

Zhu Mo’s eyes suddenly widened: “Just say what you say, no personal attack!”

Emperor Fengdu glanced at him disdainfully: "The little black dragon who raises wild flowers, hey... Sooner or later, the Phoenix tribe will strip out even the dragon's tendons."

Zhu Mo was so angry that he couldn't beat him, so he could only stare at him in frustration.

Lu Chaochao hurriedly stepped forward to be the peacemaker: "Why don't I look down on you? You are my most important ally. Only with you can I have no worries."

“Only you can settle down my disciples.”

Emperor Fengdu nodded arrogantly: "That's true, I am the only one in the underworld who can hide a few of them."

“If you are discerning, call me next time you have a fight.”

Lu Chaochao straightened his head and coaxed Emperor Fengdu away.

"The people from the God Realm have just left, so come with me. Your disciple named Xianting has almost lost consciousness... You have to be mentally prepared."

“Since ancient times, you also know the people who have been kicked out of the divine realm by the gods..."

“It will not live long.”

Even, there is no chance to become a mortal.

Lu Chaochao's eyes were a little red, he lowered his head and said nothing, and just followed Emperor Fengdu.

Emperor Fengdu took her around the eighteenth floor and made several seals before reaching the deepest part of the underworld.

"This place can only be reached by anyone who controls the underworld. This place supports the underworld heart. The underworld heart has existed since the beginning of the underworld. It supports the smooth operation of the entire underworld." Only Emperor Fengdu can open it, and only he knows it.

This place is like a huge underground palace, with luminous pearls inlaid everywhere, so you can barely see the surroundings clearly.

There is a small river flowing in the center of the underground palace. What flows in the small river is not water, but streams of water-like aura.

The spiritual energy gathered in the middle of the river, surrounding a small stone.

The stone emits a faint light and seems to contain some kind of power.

“This is Ming Xin.” Emperor Fengdu pointed to the small stone on the spiritual stream.

On the jade platform by the shore, a man in green clothes and dark hair was lying.

The corners of the man's lips turned white, and his eyes, which were always smiling, were closed tightly, looking at life and death without knowing it.

"Zong Bai..." Lu Chaochao murmured and stepped forward to hold the eldest disciple's hand.

Zong Bai's hands and feet were cold, and his body's vitality was so weak that he could hardly catch it.

Hearing Lu Chaochao's voice, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

His turbid eyes suddenly glowed when he saw Lu Chaochao.

He raised his hand and held Lu Chaochao tightly: "Master...Master..." The sound of "Master" spanned thousands of years, and Emperor Fengdu couldn't help but look away, unable to bear to look at it anymore.

"It's nice to be alive, Master..." He murmured in a low voice, with a smile on his face.

"Is it worth it? Is it really worth risking your future and your life?" Lu Chaochao lowered his head, and tears fell on the back of Zong Bai's hand.

"Obviously you are already in the Immortal Class and the God of Justice in the God Realm. Is it really worth it for me?" Lu Chaochao burst into tears.

Zongbai's pale face showed a bit of a smile.

He raised his hand with difficulty to wipe Lu Chaochao's tears.

“Don’t cry, don’t cry…” Master don’t cry…

"It's worth it, it's worth it. As long as you live, everything is worth it. We also want you to take a look at this great river and mountains." "Master... live well..." He was so exhausted that he could barely open his eyelids and could only keep repeating. This sentence.

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes tightly and fell into coma.

“Zong Bai, Zong Bai, wake up quickly. Don’t sleep, I’m back, you can’t leave me.” Lu Chaochao lay on Zong Bai and cried.

“He is in similar condition to the **** in Xianting.”

“Xinghui and Shenghe are slightly better, but...” It will be a matter of time.

Emperor Fengdu sighed softly.

“How about letting them reincarnate? Can they re-enter reincarnation?” Lu Chaochao asked with tears in his eyes.

Emperor Fengdu shook his head: "Once the divine head is stripped off, the broken soul cannot be reversed."

“If you look closely, you will see that their star in the sky has become dim.”

“Mortals may be able to come back again, but gods...no one can reverse it.”

“Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a mess?”

Lu Chaochao stared at the unconscious Zong Bai in despair. He couldn't reverse it. Is it really irreversible?

She could feel that Zong Bai was collapsing little by little, which she couldn't accept.

She then went to see Xianting, Xinghui, and Shenghe.

Xianting has fallen into a coma. Xinghui Shenghe can still talk to her for the time being, but he can only hold on to a smile.

Aman’s face looked ugly, and he hadn’t slept well during this period.

She smiled bitterly and said: "My cheap dad always falls asleep and keeps in touch with me. He is really irritated..."

He even complained to himself in his dream about what he was doing in the God Realm.

Probably, it was to let his daughter get acquainted with him.

I heard that he has an enemy in the God Realm named Gantang.

He would curse Gantang once every day, which made Aman's ears tingle.

They even dragged Aman away and told her never to worship the God of the Four Seasons. That was his mortal enemy. Once Hanchuan found out where she was hiding, he would definitely kill Gantang himself.

After Lu Chaochao heard this, he just looked at her in astonishment.

"What does he think of you now?" Lu Chaochao looked at her carefully.

When we were trying to trick Immortal Yan Qing, we didn’t expect that you would become Immortal Yan Qing’s daughter!

Ah Man curled his lips and said, "I guess he has some feelings for my mother."

In his dreams, he often looked at his own face and shed tears.

The deep guilt in her eyes almost overwhelmed her.

Always trying to find a way to make up for it, but afraid of Aman's disgust, so I have to be careful when I fall asleep.

Yan Qingxianzun is now like an old father who pleases his daughter.

“He...seems to really treat me as his daughter.”

Lu Chaochao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good." On the day when Ah Man's identity is revealed, Yan Qing won't be so crazy about parricide, right?

At night, Lu Chaochao returned to the human world.

She sat by the pond and looked up at the stars.

The stars of her seven disciples have long since become dim from their original brightness. The stars representing Xianting and Zongbai are even more precarious and may fall at any time.

“Is it really irreversible?”

"I do not believe."

“I want to come back and see!”

She dug out a ball of mud from the edge of the pool, sat cross-legged on the ground and carefully squeezed the clay figure. (End of chapter)