I was kicked out of the house and became a princess.

A hint of orange-red quietly appeared in the eastern sky, as if foreshadowing that the sun was about to rise, full of hope.

There is still a hint of coolness in the air, and every bit of green is ready to greet the first ray of sunshine of the day.

In the Ruoxi Hall of the Dimension Temple, Yingying and Xin Yixi had already packed their luggage but were reluctant to set off.

"Sister Ying, do you think we will come back?"

Yingying didn't answer because she didn't know whether she could come back alive.

Forcefully forcing a smile, Yingying turned her back to Xin Yixi and began to construct the dimensional channel.

"Let's go."

The moment Yingying turned around, Xin Yixi clearly saw a crystal tear sliding down from the corner of her eye.

Suppressing the reluctance in her heart, Xin Yixi resolutely walked into the dimensional passage with their luggage.

When they arrived at the valley outside Kyoto, Xuan Ling and more than a hundred other people were already quietly waiting for Yingying and Xin Yixi.

Walking out of the dimensional passage, Yingying took the list from Xuanling's hand and glanced over the names one after another. Although she knew that almost none of them would survive this road, she still wanted to remember those who were the first to stand up in this existential crisis.

She took a deep breath, looked back at the prosperous Kyoto City and the Dimension Temple, took Xin Yixi's hand and led the way towards Pingle Town, while the remaining hundred people followed them quietly, except for a few who were reluctant to leave the lights of thousands of homes behind them.

Don't look back. We are people who live towards death. There is no turning back. We are the first group of people to stand up, but we are definitely not the last. Humanity will survive in the end.

Yingmeng and Xinling stayed up all night. They stood together at the highest point in Kyoto and watched them leave quietly.

Feeling Ying Meng's trembling hands, Xin Ling knew clearly that she had seen countless great things and was known as a god who could remain calm even when facing a mountain collapse. But at this moment, her heart was in turmoil...

The first imperial decree issued after Yingmeng returned to the temple was to announce that Yingying was in seclusion and no one was allowed to get within half a mile of Ruoxi Palace. Anyone who violated the decree would be exterminated along with their entire family.

Half a mile away, Yu Nan was guarding quietly. At this moment, she could not sense Yingying's breath in Ruoxi Palace. She stayed where she was and prayed for Yingying, even though it had almost no effect.

A woman's soft laughter came from somewhere.

Oh, they are only eighteen years old, and they are allowed to lead the troops to war. This is something that the gods of the future generations would be willing to do. Never mind, let's wait and see...

Extremely cold place.

Top of Snow Mountain.

Luo Xi sat quietly in the room, the worry on his face lingering for a long time.

The cold wind sneaked into the room through the gap that Luo Xi left between the windows, gently blowing her long hair that was the color of snow.

"I've been searching for some time, but still have found nothing. It's really a very difficult problem."

Luo Xi was lying on the table with his little head propped up, next to him were the books he brought out from the library.

"What kind of existence is this? There is no record of it in books."

dong dong dong.

A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"What's the matter?"

Luo Xi was a little unhappy that his thoughts were interrupted.

"Your Highness, His Majesty is here to visit."

The maid at the door opened the door and said.

"please come in."

"Yes."

Tipir took off his thick robe and shook off the cotton snow, then gave the robe to the maid at the door before stepping in.

"My son, I will meet my father."

Luo Xi walked forward and was about to salute but Tipir stepped forward and supported him.

"You and I are father and daughter, no need to be polite."

Tipir took her little hand and walked to the table to sit down. He personally made her a cup of tea and handed it to her.

Luo Xi took the tea with both hands and placed it beside him, then looked at Tipir.

"After searching for so long, have you gained anything?"

"Replying to Father, the results are minimal."

Luo Xi subconsciously avoided the main point.

"It's not that there is little effect, it's that there is no clue at all, am I right?"

Tipir smiled slightly, as if he saw through everything.

Luo Xi nodded somewhat awkwardly.

"Lolo, some things are not recorded in history books, and you know too little about this world, so it's normal that you can't find out. This is also my fault. I shouldn't have locked you up in the temple for more than ten years."

Tipir pulled Luo Xi into his arms, with a hint of apology in his eyes.

"If it weren't for my father's care over the years, I might have died on that cold night."

Luo Xi curled up in Tipir's arms obediently. She had been in the Temple of Order since the beginning of her history. Later, Tipir told her that she was still a little beggar at that time, she didn't know her parents, had no one to rely on, was cold and hungry, and her voice was hoarse from crying. It was Tipir who found her and adopted her as his daughter.

"Silly girl."

"Your Majesty, this time you came to my son's palace, you should have found some clues?"

"Yes, I have found some clues."

"Now, according to Father, who are they?"

"Seventy-two Spirit Generals of Destruction."

Luo Xi looked confused. It was the first time she heard this name, let alone the seventy-second one.

"It is unknown when these 72 Spirit Generals of Destruction followed Destruction to fight in all directions. Afterwards, no one knows what happened. The Spirit Generals of Destruction disappeared along with Destruction."

Tipir slowly told what he had heard.

"What are the names of these seventy-two people?"

"I don't know."

Tipir shook his head.

Luo Xi sat quietly in Tipir's arms with his eyes downcast, thinking.

"Where did you get this information, Father?"

Luo Xi seemed to have thought of something and raised his head and asked.

"The God of Nothingness."

Tipir sighed. There was one piece of news he didn't tell you, which was that the other gods had fought with Destruction to some extent, but not only did they not gain the upper hand, they couldn't even win on equal terms.

"The God of Nothingness? How does he know?"

Luo Xi was a little confused.

"The God of Nothingness should be the oldest among our living gods, so it is natural that he knows more."

Tipir shrugged.

"If that's the case, then there's a big problem. There are only six empires now. Assuming these 72 Spirit Generals of Destruction are all alive, then on average there are more than a dozen Spirit Generals of Destruction lurking in each empire. What's more troublesome is that we can't find them yet."

Luo Xi became even more worried. The situation was worse than the worst case scenario she had imagined.

"Yes, we also have to face the First Order God, the God of Destruction."

Tipir sighed. Just thinking about it made him feel a little uneasy.

"Do the other heirs know this news now?"

"The heir of Nothingness should know, but the other heirs should not know."

Tipir said thoughtfully.

"Oh, there is another piece of news. The heir of the Dimensional Empire, Yingmeng's biological daughter, suddenly announced a retreat two days ago, saying that she was beginning to challenge the demigod."

Luo Xi didn't completely believe it. After all, the timing of her retreat was a bit too coincidental.