out of time

Chapter 951: After My Flower Blooms, All Other Flowers Will Die
This sentence has been uttered several times by the Human Emperor today.

Every time, the Eleventh Prince's heart sank a little, until now, his heart fell uncontrollably.

At this moment, his face was pale, his body instinctively took a few steps back, his body trembling, his eyes filled with confusion and disbelief.

And the Human Emperor remained calm and composed, without any change from beginning to end.

No matter how the Eleventh Prince acts, what cards he shows, or what killer moves he pulls out, everything seems to be just a farce to the Human Emperor.

Therefore, the Human Emperor never ordered anyone to suppress the Eleventh Prince from the very beginning, and allowed the other party to make trouble.

Obviously in his mind, all this was just a child throwing a tantrum in front of his parents.

If the parents don't care, then let the child make a fuss. After a few tears, the resentment will disappear, and at that time, the child will still be a good child.

But if the parents are unhappy, the child will inevitably suffer and be taught a lesson by the parents.

After the lesson, a child who knows how to be afraid is still a good child.

As for the external enemies summoned by the child, it’s nothing. It’s just fishing. No matter how many are caught, just slap them down.

Such an attitude and such a look created a despair that suffocated the Eleventh Prince.

He felt that he had difficulty breathing, his chest was extremely congested, and his originally firm heart began to break.

An indescribable feeling of powerlessness could not help but grow from his broken heart, sweeping across his body, and finally turning into a mouthful of blood, spurting out of his mouth.

"How could this be so..."

"How can you be the master of the peak..."

"How can the curse fail..."

The eleventh prince was in a state of disarray, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body was shaking more and more violently.

All his preparations were insignificant in front of the other party.

He cooperated with the alien race at all costs, but was destroyed in one blow at the hands of the other party.

His series of items, from the Map of Resentment to the Cursed Blood, all became toys.

The Human Emperor was standing there.

Like a mountain supporting the heaven and earth!
If he doesn't fall, then the world of humanity won't collapse!

This feeling was extremely strong, not only emerging in the heart of the Eleventh Prince, but also rising strongly in the hearts of the surrounding ministers and the people of the imperial capital.

However, the Eleventh Prince was still unwilling to give in!
His eyes were red as he stared at the Human Emperor. Under the calm gaze of the Human Emperor, his heart seemed to be burning with fire, and finally the flames exploded throughout his body and filled his mind.

He raised his right hand suddenly and swung it forward.

Suddenly, an ancient scroll appeared out of thin air in front of him!

There is a woman painted in the scroll.

The woman was wearing a simple blue dress, which was very plain and elegant. There was no decoration on her hair. She had a pretty face, with a cunning look between her eyebrows. The corners of her mouth were raised, and there was a hint of joking in her smile.

Judging from her appearance, she is not absolutely beautiful, and there are many people who are prettier than her. But it must be said that she is a girl with a strong personality. There seems to be light in her eyes, and you can feel her lively character through the portrait.

It was the painting hanging in Ning Yan’s mansion that depicted the eleventh prince and Ning Yan’s biological mother!
I don't know who painted this portrait, but it is very lifelike, even the objects reflected in the pupils are depicted.

Although it was a little blurry and unclear, judging from the outline, there seemed to be an altar reflected in the pupil of the portrait...

Looking at the scroll, Xu Qing sighed in his heart. He remembered Ning Yan crying in front of the scroll that day.

Looking at the scroll again at this moment, Xu Qing felt some emotion in his heart, and suddenly his eyes fell on the pupils of the person in the scroll. The outline of the altar vaguely reflected there seemed familiar to him.

The next moment, Xu Qing's pupils shrank.

The altar was five-pointed and seemed...extremely similar to the altar he had destroyed before.

This scene shocked Xu Qing.

"Xuan Zhan!"

The Eleventh Prince growled, his expression twisted, at this point he had completely given up and glared at the Human Emperor.

The Human Emperor was silent. He moved his gaze away from the Eleventh Prince and looked at the painting. As he stared at the girl in the painting, his expression became a little disturbed and there was more reminiscence in his eyes.

"Xuan Zhan, this is the last gift I prepared for you!"

The Eleventh Prince's voice was like a sharp blade, ready to cut through heaven and earth.

"Everything I do today, even if it means joining forces with foreign races and paying any price, is all for the sake of revenge for my mother!"

"I don't care about any ethnic group or any righteousness. I don't need the identity of a prince. I know that my actions will be despised and resented by countless people, but I... can't care about that!"

"Whether the sky collapses or the earth splits, or the tribe is exterminated, it has nothing to do with me! From the beginning to the end, I only want to do one thing, and that is to kill you!"

The Eleventh Prince's voice was shrill, and a bloody aura surged at this moment.

"Today, I, Ning Chang, would like to ask the ministers of the human race a question!"

"Sun of Dawn, you all know that although it was Emperor Jingyun who proposed the concept, it has not been developed for tens of thousands of years, and progress has always been slow."

"It was my mother who, with her extraordinary talent, constructed all the internal functions of it with her mortal body!"

"It was my mother who wasted her life for the human race, for the human emperor, and for you... She brought forward the birth time of the Sun of Dawn by at least 30,000 years!"

"It was my mother who raised the Creation House's research on gods to a level comparable to that of a powerful clan!"

"It was my mother who repaired the human race's protective formation and strengthened it to its peak to protect you and others!"

"But...what was her ending?"

"Her ending was to become the nourishment of the Human Emperor!!"

"He has become the Human Emperor that you all look up to, the nourishment for his enlightenment!!"

“Xuan Zhan, you have average talent, but you sacrificed yourself to become a master in the outer realm, and then you became so crazy that you coveted my mother’s talent and devoured her without caring about the relationship between you and your Taoist partner!!”

"You are not worthy of being an emperor, a husband, or a father!!"

The eleventh prince laughed sadly, his voice spread in all directions, and all the ministers fell silent.

The Human Emperor closed his eyes.

Although Xu Qing had never actually seen Ning Yan's mother, he had heard about her from Ning Yan during the years since he came to the Imperial Capital.

Even though Ning Yan didn't say much, he could still feel how stunning that woman was from just a few words.

But... with his death, the name and past events of this beloved emperor became taboos and no one mentioned them anymore.

What exactly happened back then has become a secret.

While the ministers were silent, the eleventh prince suddenly knelt down before the scroll, kowtowed hard, tears streaming from his eyes.

Like saying goodbye.

Then he raised his hand, cut his fingertips, and a drop of blood suddenly flew out and went straight to the scroll.

The Human Emperor did not stop it.

As that drop of blood merged into the painting, the next moment the eyes of the Eleventh Prince's biological mother in the painting slowly became full of charm and emitted a little fluorescence.

These lights flew out of the scroll and gathered in front of the eleventh prince, forming a... firefly flower!
But this flower appears to be withered, as if it is in the process of dying.

Looking at this flower, the Eleventh Prince's heart was filled with bitterness, pain, and deep longing.

My mother's voice and appearance kept emerging in my memory.

"This is my mother's natal flower."

"Although my mother is a mortal and cannot practice cultivation for various reasons, if we talk about aptitude, she is number one among the human race!"

"When she was studying the Sun of Dawn, she gained some insights. Using a special method, she was able to condense a natal flower without any cultivation."

"And he gave this natal flower formed from his own blood to me and Ning Yan."

"At that time, I didn't understand it. Later, I recalled that my mother knew her own fate, so she left this flower to my brother and me as a protection."

"To some extent, this flower can be said to be the most primitive dawn sun, or the source of dawn!"

"Everything that has been illuminated by the light of the dawning sun must be subject to its cause and effect, so if it withers, all things will flourish. If it blooms, all things that the dawning sun has illuminated will also wither!"

"Xuan Zhan, this is why I stole the Sun of Dawn!"

“Although you have extinguished the waves of collapse, you who hold the sun of dawn in your hands have been illuminated by the dawn!”

"Let me see how you can avoid this killing spree... designed specifically for you!"

The eleventh prince's voice was earth-shaking. The moment it echoed, the withered firefly flower in front of him suddenly shook. The petals stretched out and the stamens swayed.

This withered flower is now blooming... between heaven and earth!

It's like a blooming of life.

In an instant, the dawn appeared out of nowhere in the sky, and high temperature rose up from heaven and earth in an instant, burning the void, causing the world to change color, and making the wind stop and the clouds calm.

Whether in the imperial capital, on the fog bridge, or on the Ancient Imperial Star, spots of light appeared on everyone's body at this moment.

These spots of light, like cause and effect, are the influence of the dawn sun and are deposited in the blood.

At this moment, they all rose into the air, and finally, as everyone was shocked, these points of light formed a blooming flower in the sky and earth!

It decorates the world and also shakes people's hearts.

Its light, like the stars in the sky, has descended upon the earth, bringing life and power to everyone’s hearts.

The vastness is beyond compare.

Just wait until the eighth day of September in autumn, when my flowers bloom, all other flowers will die!

In an instant, the sense of withering rose from the earth, from all living beings, from all things, and from the sky!
In the end...all gathered on the Human Emperor!
The Human Emperor opened his eyes at this moment.

His eyes showed reminiscence, remembrance and complexity, until finally, he let out a sigh for the first time in many years.

With this sigh, he raised his hand.

Gently call out to the blooming flower in the sky.

This summons caused a scene that was unbelievable to everyone and shocked the Eleventh Prince to the extreme.

The blooming flower actually flew towards the Human Emperor, landed on his palm, and then... merged into his body!

Without any rejection or pause, the integration of this flower is like returning to its origin.

It was as if this flower and the Human Emperor were originally one.

The world was dead silent at this moment.

Countless eyes, filled with countless horrified speculations, all fell on the Human Emperor.

These gazes contained violent waves. If they could materialize, they would surely form a huge wave that could submerge a large area.

The most intense one among them was naturally the eleventh prince.

He felt as if he was struck by millions of thunders. His body was shaking, his breathing was rapid, and his face turned pale and then red in an instant.

"Impossible, this... How is this possible!"

"This is my mother's natal flower. It will never merge into anyone else's body. This... this... you..."

At this moment, Xu Qing's heart was also in turmoil, and the same guess that was completely out of his mind before arose in his heart.

In the rapid breathing of the crowd, in the silence of the world, in the flames of the Ancient Emperor Star, under the oppression from all directions...

The Human Emperor's gaze moved away from his palm, looked in all directions, and finally fell on the Eleventh Prince.

Then, he raised his right hand and pressed it lightly between his eyebrows.

The next moment... his face became blurred, and a piece of skin fell off, revealing his true appearance!
That's a woman.

Her facial features are dignified and beautiful, her temperament is elegant, and she exudes an innate nobility. Her eyes are as bright as stars, flashing with wisdom and determination, as if she can see into people's hearts and understand the world.

Her eyebrows are soft yet firm, like the dark clouds in the distance, giving people a feeling of calmness and determination.

His posture is upright, like a pine or cypress standing proudly in the wind and frost, and he seems to be able to maintain his dignity in any occasion.

Her movements were calm and elegant, as if she was writing her own legend every moment.

His face was exactly the same as the one in the painting of Ning Yan's mother, except that he looked more experienced and dignified.

At this moment, the whole world was shocked.

The Eleventh Prince’s mind was buzzing, and then it went blank for a moment.

"Mother..."
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This chapter has 3600 words. Because the plot has reached a critical moment, I spent more time thinking than writing, which was a bit exhausting. I will take a break and continue writing.

(End of this chapter)