"Speak clearly!" Jun Wan stood up and grabbed Di Chen's clothes.
Nervous, excited and unbelievable.
"What do you mean his soul power comes from you?"
Jun Wan had already accepted that Yan Chen was a void person, but Di Chen suddenly told her that Yan Chen had existed.
"What do you mean?"
Jun Wan couldn't care about anything at the moment and just wanted to get an answer from Di Chen.
Survive from desperate situations, resurrect from the ashes of death, and spark a prairie fire in an instant.
Di Chen has no emotions, but after reading Jun Wan's memories, although he couldn't completely empathize with her, he also knew that she cared about that person, and that person also loved her deeply.
It was a feeling he didn't understand, but it was so strong that he couldn't ignore it.
"One body has the same origin, but he is not the emperor."
His memory was not messed up. He did not go through the tribulation. Naturally, he could not be the person in her memory. That person was at most a strand of his soul. He somehow entered the Xuantian Mirror and had a relationship with her.
Some confusion.
"Then...can he still show up?"
Jun Wan asked softly, like a humble beg.
Di Chen knew she was sad when he saw her like this, but he never knew what it meant to comfort someone: "You can make me fall into a dream if you are one body and have the same origin. It proves that he has been assimilated. Even if he is differentiated again, he is no longer him. But
It is a clone of this emperor."
The soul silk returned to the original body, and the memory was naturally dissolved, so Di Chen had no idea what happened between them.
After Jun Wan listened, his eyes were filled with silence.
Therefore, she proved that Yan Chen existed, and also proved that he had completely disappeared.
I figured out the truth, but I was also in complete despair.
At this moment, Jun Wan vaguely heard a snapping sound, as if some shackles were broken.
Thousands of soul flowers came from nowhere and surrounded her. She did not resist and allowed the majestic yet gentle power to pour into her body.
The pure body was once again shaped and refined, and the vast soul sea was condensed together by powerful force. One, two, three... countless soul seas were condensed into bundles, as if they were about to break through the sky.
Then they all twisted together and completely merged into one.
The gorgeous white brilliance suddenly dazzled the eyes. When everything subsided, the soul sea was already clear and vast.
The white soul flowers bloomed everywhere instantly, no different from the sea of ten thousand soul flowers.
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The moment something strange happened to Jun Wan, Di Chen opened his divine realm and took her away, witnessing with his own eyes the scene of her overcoming the tribulation and becoming a god.
Wrapped in thousands of flowers, the purest source of heaven and earth, the white divine seal between her eyebrows was engraved into her soul. Only at this moment did she truly become a god, the Soul Flower Goddess.
She was right in front of him, and only her appearance was left in the soul flower package. All he could clearly see was the change on her face.
Finally, the soul flower gradually faded away, and her body slowly appeared.
The petals flowed like a tide, and the black hair turned into snow white, as if it had been washed, and the silver white was like a snow-colored waterfall.
On the top of the head is a garland of soul flowers, decorated with tassels, ribbons, and various crystal clear soul beads.
The soul flowers on his body spread out, and a pure white but gorgeous and complicated robe was flown by the spiritual energy.
The thick cassock has a vivid pattern of soul flowers intertwining branches. The sleeves are wide, the skirts are flying in layers, the waist is slender, and the hand is full. It is dignified and heavy yet ethereal.
The brocade flying behind him is shrouded in divine light. His beautiful appearance cannot be desecrated.
She slowly fell down, her bare feet gently stepping on the blood-red surface.
A circle of invisible ripples rippled away, and she slowly opened her eyes. A pair of ink-colored pupils showed neither sadness nor joy. Every glance showed the gods pitying all living beings.
It was obvious that not long ago she was so excited because of one person, but now there was nothing left.
"Congratulations to the goddess."
Jun Wan looked at him and slowly lowered his eyes: "Thank you, God Emperor."
All unwillingness and attachment are gone, the emotional tribulation is over, but the heart is empty.
It's not as uncomfortable and dazed as before, but nothing is left.
He raised his hand slightly, and the divine light on his body subsided: "It's time for me to go back."
Di Chen immediately raised his hand and withdrew from the divine realm. However, something unexpected happened at this moment, and a strong demonic energy surged in overwhelmingly.
Before Jun Wan could react, Di Chen stood in front of her and received the man in purple's magic-charged blow.
Jun Wan quickly retreated and left the battle. The two of them were already fighting inseparably. They were fighting from the ground to the sky, and the collision of divine powers brought up strong winds and murderous intent.
Jun Wan looked around. There were almost no yellow sand, rocks, and vegetation. There were no mountains, only some small hills.
For a moment, I couldn't tell where I was. Oh, I suddenly remembered that Man Luo seemed to be missing, but it didn't matter.
Seeing Jun Wan disappear in front of him, Man Luo was so anxious that he almost pulled out his hair: "..."
Jun Wan has achieved the status of god, and the world of heaven and earth should not be able to stop her, but when she wanted to return to the underworld from here, she found that she could not open the gate at all.
No need to think about it, it was just like the last time on the ancient battlefield. The reason was either the restriction of this world or the two people who were fighting.
The demons are not good, and Di Chen...even if they are only one ten thousandth of the same relationship, they are still different.
"bump!"
The man in purple was knocked down by Di Chen and landed in front of Jun Wan from the sky. Jun Wan didn't even think about it and reflexively threw a few thunder talismans down.
Man Luo couldn't bear this kind of talisman, so it would be right to use it on this demon. She didn't think her ability could easily kill a demon that even Di Chen couldn't defeat, but it would be no problem if she practiced it.
Although this man had no grudge against her, he wanted to eat her, and with the weird aura on his body, he looked very much like the Zhao Qin that she hated so much.
These two people are fighting to the death, and Di Chen is related to Yan Chen, so could the man in purple be related to Zhao Qin?
Thinking about it this way, I won't be merciful anymore.
Thunder, spiritual fire, ice, wind blade... she has used all the talismans that can be used, even the divine dragon can be fried.
I just hate that even though I have become a god, I am still just the Soul Flower Goddess, and my magic power has nothing to do with combat effectiveness.
Being a god can only be a squeamish goddess, she has no temper towards herself, it is destined.
However, she is not discouraged and will practice making more talismans in the future.
All the talismans were used up, and the ground turned into a very large pit. When everything dispersed, she looked into the middle of the pit and saw that the purple demon was gone.
Escaped?
Such a powerful demon cannot die in her hands.
I turned back to look for Di Chen, wanting to ask him something, but I didn't expect to see Di Chen swaying, then completely falling down.
"Your Majesty the God Emperor..."
Jun Wan's eyes were full of surprise and astonishment. Di Chen was so powerful, how could he be defeated so quickly?
It wasn't like he was beaten until a crater was made on the ground, but he fell straight to the ground.
Jun Wan subconsciously used a divine power to catch him. Seeing that his brows were still furrowed even when he was unconscious with his eyes closed, Jun Wan hesitated for a moment and put his hand between his eyebrows.
The love crisis has passed, but after all, I still can't turn a blind eye.