"Once the sacrifice begins, only blood can end it." After speaking, Yan Qian paused and then continued to Gu Zhiqi, "Zhizhi, step aside."
"As long as I sacrifice myself, even if Feng Hongtu doesn't die, he will be seriously injured. As for the new Lord God, I've already sensed it. She is five hundred years later, named Gu Xiyue."
"After I die, help me nurture her well."
Yan Qian said this, ready to crash into the sword.
Gu Zhiqi: "..."
"Screw your choice, the person you picked is my Fifth Sister. My Fifth Sister won't be the Lord God, you be it yourself."
This Lord God business always requires sacrifices; whoever wants to be can be it, but my Fifth Sister can't be.
Thinking this, Gu Zhiqi mobilized her Vital Energy, pushing the Golden Sword up again.
Yan Qian hadn't expected Gu Zhiqi's response and paused for a few seconds, then looked at Gu Zhiqi, "Zhizhi, thank you, but there is no time left."
