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  The battle between gods and demons is a dream of past life, the alliance of sword and zither is a vow of this life.

  A strange fate entwines and falls, a heroic bone is wrapped in tender feelings.

  The fairy world, with its long-standing scenery, has mountains and rivers that shine day and night. The treasure canopy is layered, and the four seasons are bright and beautiful. The golden pot is filled with immortal wine, and the crystal container holds the elixir of longevity. The peach blossoms are fragrant, blooming once a thousand years, and the cloud flowers are precious, ripening in a million years. This is indeed the paradise that all cultivators yearn for in their hearts, "leaping out of the five elements, not within the three realms", escaping the suffering of reincarnation, becoming an immortal who can roam freely in the world, and it is also the lifelong goal that all cultivators strive for.

  For billions of years, the immortal world has been peaceful and serene under the rule of the Immortal Emperor. Many immortals have lived in harmony with each other, enjoying a carefree life without worries. However, over the past century, the immortal world has not been calm. Everywhere is filled with smoke and fire, breaking the tranquility of the immortal world for billions of years. It is said that some newly ascended immortals, unaware of their own limitations, dared to challenge the authority of the highest ruler of the immortal world!

  The Immortal Realm, the highest place, outside the Nine Heavens, above the vast cloud ends, the whirlwind howls, and the thunderfire overflows. Two teams of people and horses are facing each other from east to west, standing opposite each other from a distance, both sides with swords drawn and bows stretched, war is about to break out at any moment. From time to time, golden lightning as thick as a bucket roars and splits on the cloud layer above, the clouds and smoke surge, adding a few more solemn and stern atmosphere to the scene. The team in the east is wearing uniform armor, each one spirited and vigorous, with a strong murderous aura, looking neat and tidy, with shiny armor, and behind them, dark clouds are surging, as if hiding endless heavenly soldiers and generals.

  At the forefront of the team was a dragon carriage driven by nine-headed divine dragons, each with its teeth and claws exposed, looking extremely majestic. In front of it sat a tall man with a purple gold crown on his head, his handsome face had finely carved features, his complexion slightly pale, and his deep, dark golden eyes made people feel awe-inspiring without being angry. Every move he made revealed an air of imperial majesty that came naturally to him. At this moment, his face was full of anger, and a pair of tiger eyes stared tightly at the horses and men in front of him.

  Across from them were only a few dozen people, some sitting and some standing, with monks and laypeople, men and women, all mixed together in disarray. At the front of the group stood a tall figure floating in mid-air, wearing white robes that shone like snow, with black hair flowing down his shoulders, both his clothes and hair fluttering gently without being tied back, slightly waving, set against the shadowy figure suspended in mid-air, looking just like a divine being descending into the world. His skin had a subtle luster flowing across it, and within his pair of eyes that shone like black jade, there was a glimmer of light like crystal, also carrying an air of looking down on all things, paired with a strong and handsome face that seemed to be carved from fine jade, making him seem even more imposing.

  Behind him was a woman in white, with bright eyes like water, her slender hands gently clasped together. Her light clothing and white gauze were elegant and refined, transcending the mundane world. Her clothes fluttered as if blown by an invisible breeze, exuding an otherworldly beauty that made one dare not gaze directly at her. She was a celestial being who did not partake in the worldly pleasures of mortal life. Yet, in her beautiful eyes, tears glistened, evoking a deep sense of pity and love!

  "Feng Xiaotian! You have repeatedly committed crimes and caused chaos, do you know your guilt? I spare you for the sake of my daughter Meng Xiang's face. As long as you put down your weapons, disperse your followers, and surrender to me, when I retire in the future, this Heavenly Emperor position will be yours too. But if you persist in your obstinacy and ignorance, under the heavenly power, you will surely be reduced to dust and annihilated!" The man sitting on the dragon throne with a golden crown shouted loudly, his voice dispersing the clouds and mist wherever it reached, and two piercing golden lights shot out of his eyes.

  "Hum! Different paths, no common goal. You, as the Emperor of Immortals, have repeatedly acted unrighteously, trampling on living beings, and countless immortals who ascended to heaven were raised by you as slaves, wantonly oppressed. How many immortals were brutally killed by you? How many female immortals were ravished and died at your hands? Today, I, Feng Xiaotian, will take the place of Heaven and uphold justice! Return a clear and bright sky to both the mortal and immortal realms!" The elegant man on the cloud said in a cold voice, his tone firm and unyielding.

  "Haha……" The man in the dragon carriage burst into a fit of mad laughter, then spoke slowly and deliberately, "Feng Xiaotian, you're just a naive child who still smells of your mother's milk, yet you dare to say you'll replace Heaven? Don't you know? I... am... Heaven!" His mad laughter echoed through the thunderclaps in the sky, creating an awe-inspiring atmosphere! "Haha, if you're Heaven, then today I will... defy... Heaven... and take action!" The man on the cloud, known as Feng Xiaotian, retorted without hesitation, his voice loud and clear, like the collision of gold and stone, resonating through the clouds, causing the thunderclaps in the sky to pause momentarily.

  "Your Majesty, Xiao Tian is not necessarily rebelling against you, as long as Your Majesty can change your past wrongdoings..." A clear and melodious voice like a gentle spring sounded out, it was the white-clothed woman standing behind Wind Xiao Tian.

  "Hmph!" The Golden Crowned man coldly snorted, interrupting the White Robed woman's words. "What about me? My Immortal Realm has been peaceful for billions of years, but since Feng Xiaotian's ascension, it has been stirred up and the four directions are in turmoil, the immortals and mortals are restless. If you weren't interfering, I would have already killed that child. Today, you still dare to speak on his behalf? Does this father emperor not exist in your eyes?"

  "Father Emperor..." The woman in white heard this and was on the verge of tears, calling out once before she couldn't speak anymore.

  That day, a hint of reluctance flashed in the Emperor's eyes, but it was fleeting. He continued to drink and said: "Feng Xiaotian, I'll ask you one last question, do you really have to cross swords with me?"

  "Haha, Heavenly Emperor, for the sake of countless innocent immortals, today I, Feng Xiaotian, will battle you, this tyrant, and bring justice to all immortals!" Feng Xiaotian let out a loud, maniacal laugh, his eyes radiating an intense, captivating light, his entire body exuding an unmatched aura, his black hair fluttering wildly behind him without any wind.

  "Alright, you want to fight, I'll fight!" Tian Di responded loudly. As the mighty Heavenly Emperor and ruler of the immortal realm, how could he possibly show weakness in front of this young whelp?

  "Meng Xian, my child, your mother misses you. Are you willing to return home for a visit?" Tian Di continued to say softly to the woman in white, his words no longer carrying the overbearing aura that shook the heavens, but instead filled with the tender affection of a loving father towards his daughter. After all, having just gone through a great battle together, Tian Di still had some concerns about his daughter's safety.

  Na Meng Xian heard this and suddenly tears welled up in her eyes, but she just shook her head without answering, her body lightly retreating a few steps back.

  "Meng Xian, listen to your father's words and go back!" Feng Xiao Tian also looked at Meng Xian with doting eyes, softly advising her, his words full of tender affection.

  "No, Little Tian Ge, have you forgotten? We agreed to live and die together. I won't leave your side. If Father Emperor wants to kill you, let him kill me too!" Meng Xian said firmly, her few words revealing her determination to follow him to the death.

  "Good, good! Indeed my good daughter!" The man in the dragon bed was furious and laughed, with a killing intent flashing in his eyes, gritting his teeth and saying, "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless, kill!"

  At the command of the Heavenly Emperor, a loud shout of killing erupted, and countless heavenly soldiers and generals poured out from behind the man on the dragon chariot, carrying an overwhelming momentum, charging towards the dozens of people in front, their dense killing aura pushing open the thick clouds before them.

  Although the people opposite were few in number, they also refused to show weakness. Dozens of people stood shoulder to shoulder, their combined momentum not inferior to that of their opponents. The current Wind Small Sky was even more majestic, with a five-colored sword in hand, but he didn't look at the charging heavenly soldiers and generals. His piercing eyes remained fixed on the man sitting on the dragon carriage. Countless heavenly soldiers and generals charged closer and closer, the battle was about to erupt!

  "Kill!" Feng Xiaotian also let out a loud shout, and in an instant, countless thunderbolts and flying swords behind him surged towards the heavenly soldiers and generals opposite him.

  The heavenly soldiers and generals who had killed before would not show weakness, and they all threw out their magical treasures, flying swords and the like, and welcomed them!

  For a moment in mid-heaven, immortal energy surged and lightning flashed across the sky, as a great battle unfolded!

  The Heavenly Emperor also slapped the dragon's carriage, his body suddenly leaped high into the air, suspended in mid-air, his whole body surging with immortal energy. He let out a loud shout: "Divine Dragon Emperor's Seal!" As he spoke, his right palm, as white and translucent as jade, struck out swiftly. Suddenly, a magnificent dragon shadow, vivid and lifelike, with its teeth bared and claws dancing, shot towards Feng Xiaotian like lightning.

  Feng Xiao Tian refused to show weakness, his toes pointed, and his body flew up into the air, directly meeting the attack head-on. With a twist of his sword, countless rays of light-like sword energy burst out instantly.

  At this moment, suddenly in the center of the battlefield, a slender white shadow flashed by, standing right above the center of the battlefield. The dragon shadow instantly passed through the white shadow and dispersed into tiny lights that vanished into thin air. The white shadow let out a soft cry, "Ah", and fell like a withered leaf, gradually losing its vitality.

  Both sides stopped immediately, time seemed to freeze, and everyone stared in amazement as the magnificent figure slowly fell.

  Blood rained down, like countless red flowers unfolding in the air. Meng Xian's stunningly beautiful face turned deathly pale, and she let out a mournful cry: "Xiao Tian Ge!" It was as if a cuckoo was crying blood, a heartbreaking and sorrowful sound.

  "Meng Xian!"

  Xian'er!

  Tian Di and Feng Xiao Tian simultaneously shouted out loud, their minds simultaneously flashing with countless images.

  Feng Xiaotian thought of the bits and pieces since he ascended to the Immortal Realm, this gentle and elegant woman, over the years, following him as he rushed about, countless times saving him from danger, never uttering a single complaint, only silently accompanying him by his side.

  The Heavenly Emperor then recalled the joy of his family of three touring the heavenly realm with the Heavenly Empress, and the happiness of having Xiāo Yuè by his side, all of which had been distant memories that suddenly flooded his mind.

  Two majestic figures appeared simultaneously on the battlefield, rushing towards the falling white figure. Each of them grasped a piece of white silk, which still carried a faint fragrance. The falling figure completely disappeared from the perception of the two strongest beings in the immortal realm. In the air, only a dreamy voice lingered, like clouds and smoke, echoing endlessly:

  A great dream has just ended after a thousand years

  Ruffled Luo shirt

  Sharp wind and cold

  Hard to find old friends

  Doubtful reality, doubtful illusion

  Like a dream, like smoke

  Heart in two difficulties, heart bewildered and disordered

  Don't ask about the past

  But unfortunately due to fate

  The soul has no place to rest, for emotions are tied.

  Infatuated with human world

  Not envying immortals

  ……