Let the system try to save the world

"The Gu Diao couldn't bewitch him. Li Huo was plotting to have the mermaids take him to the ice and trap him, but you guys changed seats temporarily."

“Even at the end, when Fan Che and An Kang, two Yuanying-stage demons came to kill him, Meng Ruyan had to use his particle gun to save them.” He shook his head and laughed, “And later, when he fell from such a high place into the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss, he was only temporarily unconscious.”

"Is the Son of Luck really unkillable?"

"You said everyone is so stupid." Xi Tong finally spoke, "Then why don't you make a nuclear bomb and blow Gu Yugui to death?"

"Don't explain." Xitong raised a finger, "Or do you think that if you shoot him in the head, every atom of the bullet will just bypass his skull?"

"I don't know how to evaluate you." Xi Tong said, "If you say you are cruel, you let the Heart Devouring Demon deceive people's hearts, causing countless innocent people to commit crimes and endangering social order. You let the Lihuo flood Ningcheng to conduct your so-called experiment."

"But you took in Qinxu's little half-blood dragon, and as you said, you gave Suxin, Lihuo, and Shen Fuguang what they wanted."

They chatted for a long time. Shen Fuguang served them two dishes. Xining took a bite and then covered his mouth with his sleeve and spit it out secretly.

"You are the famous Qingzhu Venerable of Xuanqing Realm. Countless people have received your kindness." Xitong looked normal, with a chopstick stuck in the dish whose ingredients could not be seen, but he did not move for a long time. "I just feel...deep contradictions from you."

"When did you know it was mine?" Xining rinsed his mouth with the juice squeezed by Lihuo. This was the only dish that the four of them could serve.

"Lu Wanqing told me that your eldest disciple is called Xitong." Xitong said.

"Of course, I didn't hide it." Xining sipped the juice, "Why can't my father use his own face and his own name? He has to give it to a..."

He glanced up and down at Xitong, "A visitor from another world? Non-human?"

"You want to say thief." Xitong said, "I signed your father's contract with my own hands, and he also gave me this body with his own nod."

"Do you think the Spacetime Administration is really hungry and can eat anything?" Xitong looked at him with the same half-smile, "Don't think you are amazing just because you have an S-level soul strength. There are billions of small worlds in the Law Sea, and you can still catch a few S-level ones."

"It was your father who hoped that you could escape from the confinement of your small world, and he traded his body with me in exchange for you becoming a tasker."

Xitong looked at Xining's obviously stunned expression. He snorted, turned his head, and gave Shen Fuguang's group a big zero.

"Wan'an, Wan'an." Xining sighed and stood up. "I traveled through more than nine thousand small worlds before I was able to barely collect his soul fragments."

"You know how painful, sad, and angry I was when I realized that all my efforts were useless." Xining said.

"How confused?"

"Do you know why the story of Xitong and Gu Yugui ended at the wedding of the century? Do you know why Fu Chuji did not ascend to become an immortal in the end?" Xining turned his face to the side, and a hot tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

"Because the Lord God is going to die." They both said it in unison and calmly.

“He couldn’t write the ending.”

Crows are crying at the golden well of Wutong tree at dawn. I dreamed that my lover was made a marquis and returned to my home.

Wutong, dawn crow. The answer is on the riddle itself, this is a trick He never gets tired of playing.

The unscrupulous author Meng Lang Fenghou who had deceived the literature of "The Domineering CEO's Wife" and "The Immortal and Demon Chu Ji" was none other than the Lord God himself.

"Ningning, his wish is for me to live a peaceful life." Xining said, "I returned this wish to him. I hope he will be safe forever. Peace for a lifetime is not enough. I want him to be safe and sound for eternity."

The Wuwei Dharma Assembly has come to an end. Fu Chuji, who won the championship, was overjoyed as he looked at the flowing light in the small bottle. A group of beautiful girls stood beside him, showing smiles that were not sure whether they were sincere or fake.

"Will you stop me?" Xining asked finally.

"Just do it." Xitong said, "I did something like you tens of thousands of years ago. The Lord God didn't stop me, and I won't stop you now."

"I just want to ask you, what if you fail?" Xitong asked.

"It's okay." Xining smiled, "Just like when I was a kid and fell down while practicing walking, they would tell me, it's okay."

"Hey." Xining raised his hands high and put one foot on the small coffee table in front of him. "Look here, look here. Everyone, look at me. I have something to announce."

All the people from Hetong Sect covered their faces in unison, trying to show that they didn't know him.

"All the humans, monsters, demons, and all the living things here." He no longer concealed his aura, and broke through the stages of transformation, fusion, tribulation, and Mahayana. "Congratulations, you all survived."

"Maybe I should recite a poem at this time, but I am not well educated, so I won't do it." Xining stood in the air, the strong wind in the sky blowing his wide sleeves, the sky gradually darkened, and the thick black clouds began to brew a thunder disaster.

"Jiang Qingyu, get down here!" The head sect leader felt like he was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage due to anger. He could sense that the thunder tribulation in the sky might be even more powerful than the nine-nine thunder tribulations during ascension. As long as there was one thunder that Xining couldn't block, everyone sitting here would be finished.

The only solution now is to quickly pull Xining down and suppress his cultivation, maybe we can save the lives of all these people.

"Master Brother!" Xining put his hands to his mouth and shouted, "Our Hetong Sect will be remembered for generations to come."

"You will be infamous forever! Stop it now!" The head of the sect just wanted a quick-acting heart-saving pill. He looked at Xi Tong for help, "Senior..."

Xitong had no time to pay attention to the headmaster. He sat up straight, his face more solemn than ever before, and his fingers slid quickly across the control panel.

“Haha…” Xining stood in the sky and laughed as happily as never before. He pointed to the infinite sky with one hand and said, “Lord God, come!”

In response he was met with a fierce white lightning, which struck down fiercely from the air!

There was a loud bang and everyone covered their ears in vain. Some monks with weaker cultivation had their eyes rolled back and fainted on the ground.

"Come again! Come again!" Xining flicked his sleeves, and the white lightning that should have hit his body was thrown directly into the deserted dense forest, leaving a bottomless pit.

Thousands of lightning bolts struck the usurper's head as if they were free.

When more than the third thousand thunderbolts struck, everyone had become numb, and Xining then summoned out his natal magic weapon.

A candlelight lit up from the dark skyline.