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The Wood God floated in the high sky, surrounded by a halo of vibrant green, looking down at Shen Qinghan and spoke these words.

However, Shen Qinghan couldn't understand at all.

At this moment, all she knew was that the Wood God radiated an immense pressure, making it hard for her to breathe.

Her body trembled uncontrollably.

Her palms were sweating incessantly.

She was engulfed in panic.

Lin Zichen noticed that Shen Qinghan was scared and immediately transmitted Qi-Blood voice to her, trying to soothe her uneasy emotions as much as possible:

"Don't be afraid."

"We won't get into trouble."

"That He didn't kill us right off the bat and is talking to you instead shows that we still have value to Him."

"..."

While transmitting these thoughts through Qi-Blood voice, Lin Zichen was deep in thought, multitasking.

Five Elements Unification?

A chess piece?

Had the Gold God, Fire God, and Earth God all been schemed against?

What sort of story was hidden in all this?

And, why did certain forces from the Origin Land go to great lengths to invade Earth?

Was there something on Earth that they wanted?

But what could that be?

The Evolution Resources on Earth were extremely scarce, what could attract the powerhouses from the Origin Land?

He pondered these things when

The Wood God shifted its gaze from Shen Qinghan and turned to him, speaking in an ancient and weathered voice, "You're right, the two of you indeed still hold value to me."

Hearing this, Lin Zichen's expression changed slightly, the Wood God could hear my Qi-Blood voice to Han Han!

The Wood God continued, "One is the vessel for the resurgence of the Water God, the other is the Son of the Abyss. Is your meeting by chance, or did you orchestrate it intentionally?"

Intentionally...

Upon hearing these four words, Lin Zichen couldn't help but glance at Shen Qinghan beside him.

He had always been puzzled in his heart.

He and Shen Qinghan were childhood sweethearts, and both were extremely special beings, so special that no third could be found on the entire Earth.

What's more important was that Shen Qinghan was born only a day after him, with birth dates so close it felt as if she were deliberately following him into this world.

He did not dwell on this confusion.

Soon, Lin Zichen looked at the Wood God and voiced a doubt that had lingered long in his heart, "What is the Son of the Abyss?"

The Wood God ignored him and redirected its gaze back to Shen Qinghan, asking:

"Where did you hide the Gold Origin, the Fire Origin, and the Earth Origin?"

"Are they hidden on Earth?"

"Hand over these three Origins, and in consideration of our many years of friendship, I will leave you with a sliver of Water Origin so you can continue to exist in this world."

"..."

After asking these questions, the Wood God quietly stared into Shen Qinghan's eyes, patiently waiting for her to give the answer It wanted to hear.

Shen Qinghan trembled her thin lips and said, "I... I don't know, I am not the Water God, I have no memory of the Water God, I don't know where those three Origins you want are hidden..."

"Heh."

The Wood God chuckled, its calm gaze suddenly turned cold, "Do you really think I would believe you?"

"In this world, who doesn't know that you, the Water God, are the most cunning and deceitful?"

"I'm giving you one last chance. If you fail to give me the answer I want, I won't hesitate to destroy this vessel of your resurgence and cut off your hope of revival for good."

"..."

"I... I really don't know..."

Shen Qinghan was so frightened that her pretty face turned deathly pale, her delicate body quivering uncontrollably, and for a moment she felt at a loss.

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Seeing that Shen Qinghan still wasn't cooperating, the Wood God didn't waste any more time talking to her and said indifferently, "If you choose not to cooperate, then I have no choice but to grant your wish, you might as well give up on any hope of revival."

At the moment those words fell, the Wood God suddenly tightened the thorny vines binding Shen Qinghan, intending to burst her into a mist of blood.

Seeing this, Lin Zichen, in desperation, exploded with Qi-Blood and Spirit, attempting to break the vines' binding and rescue Shen Qinghan beside him.

However, the disparity in strength was too great.

No matter how much Lin Zichen erupted, the thorny vines binding him did not budge.

"Lin Zi, save... save me..."

Shen Qinghan's face was contorted in pain, her voice full of agony.

She could clearly feel all her organs being squeezed together under the tightening of the thorny vines, about to be compressed into a solid ball of flesh.

Seeing the pain on Shen Qinghan's face, Lin Zichen felt an unprecedented despair and immediately shouted at the Wood God:

"Stop!!!"

"She's not the Water God!!!"

"I know where the real Water God is!!!"

"The Water God is in her Sea of Consciousness!!!"

"There's a Palace of the Water God in her Sea of Consciousness, the Water God must be in the Palace!!!"

His voice was thunderous, with a piercing volume.

The sound resonated so that the eardrums of all living beings within tens of thousands of miles buzzed, nearly causing deafness.

Lin Zichen wasn't sure whether the Water God was indeed in the Palace of the Water God, but in order to save Shen Qinghan, he could only declare it with certainty.

However, after hearing this, the Wood God's expression remained unchanged, saying mercilessly, "The Water God is not in the Palace of the Water God deep within her Sea of Consciousness. The Water God is on her soul."

With those words, the Wood God suddenly tightened the thorny vines around Shen Qinghan, no longer insisting on making the Water God reveal Itself willingly.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound of flesh being compressed exploded.

In front of Lin Zichen's eyes, Shen Qinghan's delicate body burst into a mist of blood and spread instantly into the surrounding air, staining the azure sky red.

Han Han... had died...

Lin Zichen watched the blood mist before him with a vacant gaze, unwilling to believe this fact.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om