Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

"Sometimes, I really want to kill the whole world."

Deep in his soul, the voice of the Star Lord was filled with grief and indignation.

Zhu Jiu was held in the Six-phase Gods Formation, sitting cross-legged to resist the pressure of the killing formation. His natal sword Tianji beside him shared the pressure, and the sword body was shaking violently, on the verge of collapse.

My whole body felt like it was being pricked by needles, and blood beads were faintly seeping out of my jade-white skin.

Hearing this, she pursed her lips. It was rare that she didn't argue with him. After all, when a dying man is about to die, his words are kind.

She was about to die at the hands of her six senior brothers.

Zhu Jiuyuan was originally called Zhu Jiuyou. He was a world consciousness that was accidentally born in the Jiuyou Continent, one of the lower three thousand small worlds.

Different from the confused consciousness in other worlds, Zhu Jiuyou is strong-willed and rolls as soon as he opens his eyes.

She worked hard to comprehend the origin of the Tao, attempting to advance to the level of a small world heaven on the same level as the gods. Unexpectedly, one day, an ultra-divine artifact called "Destiny" suddenly transformed the Nine Nether Continent into a divine prison.

The Divine Prison is the prison for the evil gods. There are eight of them in the Three Thousand Worlds, and Jiuyou became the ninth. In any world that has been transformed, it is impossible for the way of heaven to be born again, and the creatures in it will never be able to attain enlightenment.

Not only that, the fate of all divine prisons is destruction within 100,000 years.

Zhu Jiuyou refused to accept the defeat, so he used his conscious body to go against the turbulence of time and space and went to the divine realm to ask the immortals to take back their orders. After being oppressed for thousands of years, he finally concentrated his spiritual power and was besieged by the jealous immortals.

Dragging his broken soul, Zhu Jiuyou fled back to the Jiuyou Continent. Unwilling to give up, he changed his name to Zhu Jiu and started a plan to destroy "Destiny" around the God of Evil, which would take ten thousand years.

Now has come to the final moment.

Today, the top combat forces in the entire cultivation world gathered at the top of the snowy region in the far north to encircle and suppress the evil emperor Zhu Jiu.

However, Zhu Jiu was extremely powerful. These people came with such a fierce momentum that they fell to their knees under the pressure of his aura before they could even draw their weapons.

But the opportunity has been seized, and Zhu Jiu fell into the Six-phase Gods Formation set up by his six senior brothers.

At the six centers of the formation, stood six men with their eyes closed, casting spells, each with their own strengths. They were the six true disciples of Wushang Jueya, and together with little junior sister Zhu Jiu, they were known as the Seven Beauties of Jueya.

The people outside the formation saw that Zhu Jiu's skin was bleeding and his spiritual power was exhausted, and he was definitely going to die. They immediately became angry and started cursing.

The first person to speak was the leader of the righteous path, Xi Lingyi. She was dressed in plain white, and her cold and aloof brows were full of disgust.

"Zhu Jiu! You have committed many evil deeds over the past five hundred years and have been cruel and bloodthirsty. Today, the three paths of good, evil, and demons have gathered together, and your brothers have sacrificed their lives to set up a unique killing formation. We must kill you, this evildoer!"

The Six-phase Gods Formation, an ancient killing formation from Jueya, grabs the vitality, soul, and all the energy of the body from the formation and destroys the heart of the formation. It is a formation that aims to kill both parties.

The leaders of various major forces also spoke up.

"Five hundred years ago, he was a lonely ghost, but he coveted life and took over the body of the closest relative of the Master of the Bright Moon Abyss of the Sky Demon Sect, killing living beings!"

"Millions of soldiers of the Moon Kingdom died overnight, the foundation of the empire almost collapsed and rivers of blood flowed!"

"The Supreme Cliff was passed down from Wuji Lingzu, the first cultivator ten thousand years ago. He is also your master. The Holy Land of Astrology has been helping the human race to seek benefits and avoid harm for thousands of years. It has made outstanding contributions. The two major sects and thousands of cultivators were all killed and wiped out in one day by your curse. Even your six senior brothers were persecuted by you one after another!"

"This tragedy is simply shocking and unprecedented! Zhu Jiu, do you admit your mistake?"

"The demon race has no grudges against you, and even did you a favor. Yet, you were so cruel and ruthless that you massacred the entire clan of Demon King Cangjie!"

"Zhu Jiu's sins deserve his death!"

"You are unworthy of being a human being. You must be a demon that has appeared in the world. You should be killed with ten thousand swords, and your bones should be crushed to ashes, so that the world can be peaceful and clear again!"

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The curses were like heavy rain, and it had been falling for five hundred years. Zhu Jiu stood straight, letting the rain and wind blow. She had long been accustomed to it, and she didn't blame anyone.

The Star God was devoted to Zhu Jiu, so he cursed the whole world in Zhu Jiu's soul.

"In order to intercept the causal power of 'fate', I cannot tell the truth. It is inevitable that those who are deceived will resent me." Zhu Jiu endured the severe pain and comforted him lightly.

But... seeing that her once extremely close senior brothers all hated her and refused to even look at her, she still felt a dull pain in her heart.

The formation gradually took shape, the pressure increased, and the Tianji Sword finally couldn't hold on and fell down. Zhu Jiu groaned and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and a gorgeous red plum blossom bloomed on the glacier and snow.

The six men at the center of the formation raised their eyebrows, opened their eyes and looked at Zhu Jiu, who looked like a bloody man in the middle.

Fourth brother watched the moon waxing, his silver hair was like snow, his white clothes were detached from the world, and he was as cold as a snow doll.

"You killed Lord Jie Yan who raised me, shattered my Dantian, severed my tendons and veins, and pushed me into the abyss of death when I trusted you the most..."

He paused, remembering that he had asked the question thousands of times but still got no answer. The corners of his lips raised in a sarcastic arc, and he paused for a moment, "Never mind, a lonely ghost is worthy of touching my sister's body, disgusting."

Everyone knows that Zhu Jiu took over Yue Shangshuang's body five hundred years ago.

It was snowing heavily, and the six brothers asked resentful questions one after another, and every word was as sharp as a knife.

Zhu Jiu was bleeding profusely from all her orifices. She could no longer hear any sound and drops of blood fell on her eyelashes. She blinked and saw that her senior brother Mo Huaizun had sorrowful eyes and his thin lips were opening and closing.

Zhu Jiu read out that sentence: Why is this happening?

Xingjun had lost his mind after being scolded, and he encouraged Zhujiu: "Speak up! Speak up and make these little rubbish kneel down and repent! Let 'fate' blast these people into slag! What brother? You say you are so loyal to me, but we are here to kill you together!"

Zhu Jiu, however, is very clear-headed. As a king who has fought for ten thousand years, even if she has to bear endless infamy, she will never let all her efforts go to waste!

She doesn't want to kill the whole world, she wants to kill 'fate', even if the price is death.

Zhu Jiu gritted his teeth, swallowed the blood in his throat, and smiled wildly, "There is no reason. For the sake of cultivation and treasures, it is only natural! Don't you want to kill me? Do it! If you can't kill me, then you are really useless! Don't blame me for slaughtering you all and adding a touch of bright red to this northern snow peak!"

Her blue clothes had turned bloodshot, her scarlet eyes were evil, and she looked like a ghost crawling out of a pool of blood. She was extremely terrifying, and the people who were shouting outside the formation couldn't help but take a step back in shock.

After realizing what was happening, he became angry and said, "You are still so arrogant even when you are about to die. My fellow Taoists from Jueya, hurry up and act! When you die, we will praise your merits every day."

The six brothers looked at her deeply with complicated expressions. They stopped talking and began to form seals. Six rays of light shot up into the sky from the center of the formation and condensed into countless golden swords, hanging in the air like gilded rain.

Zhu Jiu was blind, so he could not see how weak his six fellow brothers were after their strength was suddenly drained, nor could he see the happy looks in the eyes of those he had saved.

Until a chilly feeling spread through my heart, and thousands of swords pierced through my heart.

Zhu Jiu's godless pupils trembled violently. All conditions had been met and the power of cause and effect had been stolen.

The Star Lord cried and screamed as her soul was about to dissolve.

Zhu Jiu seemed to feel no pain. Before his soul and body were completely annihilated, he raised his hand and quickly made hand gestures.

No one could see as the patterns on the formation twisted and swirled, and in the blink of an eye, they became another, more powerful formation.

"The Seven Wisdom Killing Formation, sacrifice my Creator Soul, the evil god cause and effect, break the Nine Netherworlds, cut off 'fate', and destroy the shackles."

"Xingjun, thank you for your companionship for ten thousand years. Goodbye."

Before losing consciousness, Zhu Jiu thought with regret that she really wanted to live.

There is no king of cultivation who does not love his own life.