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Chapter 332 The Truth
Logically speaking, in order to break through from the Spiritual Transformation stage to the Mahayana stage, one needs to go through tribulations.

But Yang Rongrong was in the realm of reincarnation, and the heavenly thunder could not reach there, so the tribulation stage was directly skipped.

As her memories continued to recover, she gradually merged with her past self.

Yang Rongrong slowly gathered her fingers together, clenched them into a fist, and suddenly said, "I understand!"

The other "Yang Rongrong" wearing a colorful dress didn't understand what was going on and had a confused look on her face.

Yang Rongrong's eyes sparkled, and she said excitedly, "I originally thought that the Emperor tried every means to stop me from coming here because the Samsara Realm is hidden here, but now I understand that he is actually afraid. He is afraid that I will recover my memory! Once my memory is fully restored, my cultivation will also be restored. I will become the powerful me of the past, and he will not be able to control me like that!"

Having said this, she had already made up her mind and spoke in a resounding voice.

"I want to go to the Thirty-Third Heaven! I want to see the Emperor!"

The other "Yang Rongrong" seemed to see her determination, and this time she did not remind her that the choice could not be changed. She directly opened the reincarnation realm and sent her to the thirty-third heaven.

This was her fifth time coming to this fairy palace.

The first time I came here was out of curiosity, the second time was out of temptation, the third time was out of determination, and the fourth time was out of resentment.

And this fifth time, I was calmer than ever before.

The Emperor looked away from the chessboard, raised his eyes to look at the newcomer, smiled slightly, and said gently: "You are here."

Yang Rongrong smiled back: "You've been playing chess here alone for so many years. It must be boring, right?"

When the Emperor saw how calm she was, many thoughts welled up in his mind, but his face remained expressionless.

"I used to have people playing chess with me, but after the last catastrophe, almost all the immortals in the thirty-three heavens were wiped out. Living here alone is indeed a bit lonely, but I've gotten used to it."

Yang Rongrong walked over and sat down in the empty seat opposite him.

"I'll play with you next round."

The Emperor looked at her steadily, his eyes very deep.

Yang Rongrong raised her eyebrows: "Why? You don't want to?"

The Emperor smiled and said, "It's been a long time since anyone has played chess with me. I'm honored that you're willing to play a game with me."

Yang Rongrong glanced at the chess pieces on the board, and without much thought, she picked up a black piece and placed it on the board, saying at the same time, "I have always had a question, can you please help me answer it?"

The Emperor picked up a white piece. Unlike Yang Rongrong, he did not make his move quickly or directly. Instead, he spoke while thinking about the situation.

"go ahead."

After a long while, he carefully placed the white piece on the board.

Yang Rongrong picked up the second black piece, played with it in her hand, and said casually.

"Back then, you were the one who said that Heaven had chosen me as its vessel. Later, after many baptism ceremonies, I gradually merged with Heaven. Logically, I am already half Heaven. Then why did Heaven still predict that I was a doomsday person? Don't you think these two things are contradictory?"

After she finished speaking, she dropped the black piece, making a crisp sound.

The emperor's eyes became very strange.

He was silent for a long time.

Yang Rongrong continued to speak to herself: "I believe that Bai Ze's prediction will not be wrong, and I also believe that the power that merged into my body is indeed from the Heavenly Dao. If both are fine, then the problem can only be the Heavenly Dao itself."

The Emperor's expression suddenly became extremely cold: "Be careful with your words!" Yang Rongrong was not afraid at all. She looked back at the other party and continued.

"The Heavenly Dao is clearly in my body, so why did it send down a prophecy and bring about a fatal disaster for me? Working backwards from the results, it wants me to die. It wants to destroy me as its container. Without the container, it will disappear. It seems that the Heavenly Dao does not want to continue at all. It wants to disappear. It is you who bound it up by any means necessary and refused to let it leave!"

"Enough! Shut up!" The emperor raised his hand and overturned the chessboard, and the black and white chess pieces fell to the ground.

But Yang Rongrong still refused to let him go.

She sneered and told him the truth that he could not accept the most -

"The Heavenly Dao has actually given up on the Thirty-Three Heavens a long time ago, and has also given up on all of us."

The emperor was deeply hurt by her words. He could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his heart and raised his hand to strangle her throat.

At this moment, he completely lost the demeanor of the highest god in the Thirty-Three Heavens, and his gloomy and terrifying face was filled with anger and resentment.

"I told you to shut up, can't you hear me?!"

Yang Rongrong couldn't breathe and her face turned red.

But even so, she still spoke with difficulty: "You are the Emperor, the most powerful person in the Thirty-Three Heavens. Even you are entangled in selfish desires, let alone others. You people are wearing the skin of immortals, and seem to be high and mighty, but you are no longer worthy of being immortals. The Thirty-Three Heavens may seem luxurious, but in fact it is filled with the decadent smell you exude. No wonder the Heavenly Dao wants to give up on you..."

The Emperor couldn't bear to listen any longer, so he twisted her neck and separated her head from her body.

Blood was all over the ground, some of it splashed onto the Emperor.

In the past, when the emperor killed people, he would always maintain his composure and avoid making the scene too ugly.

But this time, he made an exception.

He looked at the corpse on the ground and his bloody fingers, his expression was uglier than ever before.

He murmured in a low voice: "You don't understand at all, you don't understand anything."

Yang Rongrong really didn't understand the thoughts of such a hypocritical man like him, and she didn't want to understand.

The system prompted that the emergency procedure had been activated, and her soul left her body again.

This time she came to the Kunlun realm of ancient times.

At this time, Feng Huaiyu was talking to another "her".

"Since you have left the Thirty-Three Heavens, don't go back. You don't like it there anyway. You can stay here, or you can travel around with me. It's all up to you."

“She” was tempted by his suggestion, but finally shook her head: “No, I can’t leave there for too long.”

A part of the power of Heaven is in her body. Once she leaves the Thirty-Three Heavens for too long, Heaven will become unstable. Then, not only the Thirty-Three Heavens but the entire Three Realms will be in trouble.

“She” doesn’t care about the Thirty-Three Heavens, but “she” likes Kunlun Realm very much and “she” doesn’t want it to be destroyed.

Although Feng Huaiyu was disappointed, he did not force it.

He took "her" to fish in Linjiang, took "her" to Wushan to pick spiritual fruits, and took "her" to chase spiritual beasts around Kunlun Territory.

Poor spiritual beasts, they were chased all over the mountain by the two of them. The sounds of their rapid escape could be heard everywhere in the mountain. The usually peaceful and tranquil Kunlun Realm became more lively than ever before.

Feng Huaiyu was not satisfied with this, so he collected many interesting rare and exotic animals from other places, including the Qiongqi who was tied up and brought here.