As he was lost in thought, Mo Jin noticed that there seemed to be an extra person on the altar.
Xu Zhang had finally figured out how to strike up a conversation, but before he could even open his mouth, the instinctive tension his body felt in danger rendered him speechless.
"Gentlemen."
He looked up in horror, and the next second his body went down to his knees uncontrollably. It was as if his head was being pressed down hard by an invisible force, making it extremely difficult to even lift his head to look up.
The immense pressure made his teeth chatter involuntarily, but his will to survive forced him to swallow all the sounds coming from his lips. Only his body trembling like a leaf betrayed his inner terror.
"Now that you have seen the Emperor, why do you not kneel?"
"Bang!"
Xu Zhang heard a loud thud from next door. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mo Jin tense up, trying to resist the pressure. Even though his face turned red, his body still knelt down uncontrollably.
Is this the oppressive aura of the Tribulation Transcending Stage?
Mo Jin was panting heavily. Although he knelt down, his head was still held high in defiance. Even though blood was seeping from the corners of his eyes due to the pressure, he stared intently at the person on the altar without flinching.
This is his pride; as long as he has a breath left, he will not easily admit defeat.
The person on the high platform loudly questioned the heavens, and the voice sounded somewhat familiar.
suddenly.
Mo Jin saw a figure she had been longing for day and night, a figure she would never mistake.
The force that prevented him from seeing the people on the platform suddenly disappeared, and he could clearly see the two people standing on the platform... and their clasped hands.
Unlike the Qin Moyu I saw last time, the gloom that had settled over him had dissipated, and he was showing his carefree smile again.
Qin Moyu, dressed in a black imperial robe, looked even more handsome, with a radiant smile in his eyes, surpassing even the starlight.
He was very happy.
Mo Jin felt a slight prick in his heart, a mixture of joy and sorrow.
He was happy that Qin Moyu was no longer worried, but he also felt sad that Qin Moyu's joys and sorrows seemed to have nothing to do with him, and that he was the one who had been chasing after him from beginning to end.
"Look carefully."
A cold voice suddenly rang in his mind, making no attempt to hide its disgust for Mo Jin.
Mo Jin stiffly moved her head and saw Shen Mo, whose face was exactly the same as Shen Yebai's. All her confusion was resolved at that moment.
'He's not someone you're worthy of even dreaming about.'
The voice, laced with anger, struck Mo Jin like a heavy blow. Despite it being just an ordinary secret message, Mo Jin's straight back bent considerably in an instant.
Qin Moyu's face began to blur again, and the last thing Mo Jin saw was a pair of dazzling golden eyes.
—A cold, condescending gaze, domineeringly asserting ownership.
Mo Jin's lips twitched, letting the blood splatter on the ground like a vibrant flower.
He closed his eyes and sighed softly.
This time, he lost completely.
………………
After warning Mo Jin, whom he had long disliked, Shen Mo turned his gaze back to Qin Moyu and confidently transferred the Four Continents Qi gathered on his body to Qin Moyu.
A deafening roar came from the sky, as if the rules were warning Shen Mo that he shouldn't have done that.
But Shen Mo ignored the warnings of the rules and said calmly, "As the emperor, my word is law."
So what is promised must be given, and even things that haven't been mentioned should be given.
He paused, then added in a very irritating way, "Besides, this is mine to begin with, I can give it to whoever I want."
Now even the rules are completely speechless.
Because Shen Mo was absolutely right.
He is now the ruler of the four continents as recognized by the rules. The whole world belongs to him. As long as he is happy, even if he gives all the cities of the four continents to Qin Moyu, the rules cannot say anything.
Thankfully, the rules are rigid and devoid of self-awareness; otherwise, Shen Mo would have definitely angered him enough to strike him with lightning, to see if Shen Mo would still be so arrogant.
Shen Mo's intention to give Qin Moyu the fortune of the Four Continents was not only because he had previously said he would give him the world, but also because he was afraid that there was danger in the extreme cold land and he could not take care of Qin Moyu at all times. Giving him the fortune could serve as a layer of protection. As long as someone attacked Qin Moyu, Shen Mo would know immediately and let Qin Moyu hold on until he arrived.
Of course, the majority of the good fortune still lies with Shen Mo. It's impossible for all the good fortune to fall on Qin Moyu just because Shen Mo gave it to her; otherwise, there would be no point in Shen Mo holding this ceremony.
Qin Moyu looked at the sky full of golden threads, which were dazzling no matter how long he looked at them. He also found that he had several golden threads wrapped around his body. It was undoubtedly Shen Mo's doing.
The most important thing about the ceremony was to communicate with the rules of heaven and let the rules recognize Shen Mo's identity and gather fortune. Now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need for any banquets or celebrations. Just as Shen Mo and Qin Moyu were about to make arrangements for their departure, a sudden change occurred!
The once azure sky gradually turned gray, like an indelible stain on a glass window, particularly glaring. A huge array quickly appeared before everyone as the dark clouds spread. The array, glowing with a blood-red light, was filled with a dense aura of death, and even the air seemed to carry a faint smell of blood.
Shen Mo looked at the dark, heavy clouds overhead, even the golden threads were dimmed by the array, and his face instantly darkened. He knew that this was a provocation from the Heavenly Dao.
At this moment, the Heavenly Dao must be hiding in the formation of the extreme cold land, clearly telling Shen Mo that even if he gathers the fortune of the four continents, as long as he cannot break the formation of the extreme cold land, the final victor will definitely be Him after the Heavenly Dao takes human form.
"We can't delay any longer."
Shen Mo sensed the ever-surging spiritual energy within the formation and knew that their time was running out.
Upon seeing the strange change in the sky, Master Xuanjing immediately knew that Qin Moyu was about to leave. He could only look at Qin Moyu in front of him with complicated emotions, his Adam's apple bobbing, and finally he only said one sentence: "Master will not fall before you come back."