That affection is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea.
Qian Renxue asked herself honestly, and realized that she loved Ning Lin terribly.
But it was precisely because of this that she felt even more guilty and ashamed to face him.
She had deceived him for over a decade.
She made him risk his life for a false identity.
What unsettled her even more was the news she heard in the secret report from the Spirit Hall.
Ning Lin had a close relationship with her mother, Pope Bibidon.
They even got engaged in the garden.
This news was like a poisonous thorn, deeply embedded in her heart.
How is that possible?
How could he be with that woman...?
That mother who ruined her childhood and treated her like a tool...
A strange and indescribable emotion welled up in Qian Renxue's heart.
There was jealousy, there was anger, but more than anything, there was the bitterness of betrayal.
She even began to suspect that Ning Lin's kindness towards "Xue Qinghe" was just an act.
Was it someone who had long ago sided with Bibi Dong and was sent to approach me and monitor me?
No.
The moment the thought arose, she ruthlessly extinguished it.
She didn't believe it.
She couldn't believe that Ning Lin, who would wipe away her tears in the garden and break into the palace to save her, could be that kind of person.
But how do you explain the news of the engagement?
Torn and in pain, like countless venomous snakes, gnawed at her heart.
How should she face him?
Is he Crown Prince Xue Qinghe's "brother," or Qian Renxue, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall?
Or perhaps... a woman he betrayed?
The wind grew colder.
...
...
The Hall of State Affairs in the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace.
The atmosphere was extremely oppressive.
The new emperor, Xue Beng, slumped on his throne, his face deathly pale, even his breathing becoming cautious.
Below, the civil and military officials were silent as cicadas in winter, each with their heads bowed, not daring to look at the blue and gold figure in the center of the hall.
Tang San stood quietly, holding the Trident of the Sea God.
He did nothing, but the immense divine power emanating from him was like a tangible ocean, making everyone present feel breathless.
Yellow, purple, purple, black, red, red, red, red.
Eight spirit rings.
The four glaring red objects behind them, like four blood-red suns, scorched everyone's eyes and their souls.
Four 100,000-year soul rings!
What a terrifying existence this is!
Prince Xuexing knelt on the ground, his body trembling like a leaf.
He never imagined that Tang San, whom he once considered a thorn in his side, had grown to the point where he could only look up to him, and didn't even have the right to look up to him.
"Your Majesty Xue Beng."
Tang San spoke, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.
"Our Tang Clan fought for the Empire against the Spirit Hall, sacrificing our lives and shedding our blood, only to be met with slander and expulsion?"
"No...no, Lord Sea God!"
Startled, Xue Beng quickly rolled off the throne and knelt on the ground.
"It was I...it was I who was bewitched and listened to the slander of villains! I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong!"
He no longer possessed any dignity as an emperor; he only hoped to save his life.
"calumny?"
Tang San's gaze fell on Ning Lin, who was being escorted aside by the guards.
At this moment, Ning Lin's injuries had stabilized, but his face was still pale and his breath was weak.
He was held on either side by two Soul Emperor-level guards, his body bound by specially made chains that sealed his soul power.
But he still stood straight, his eyes calm, watching this absurd scene unfold before him.
"I've heard that all of this was Lord Ning's idea?" Tang San asked.
Upon hearing this, Xue Beng grasped at a straw and immediately pointed at Ning Lin.
"Yes! That's him!"
"It was him! He colluded with the Spirit Hall, fabricated evidence, slandered the Tang Sect, and attempted to overthrow my Heaven Dou Empire!"
"This man harbors wolfish ambitions and deserves to die! I beg the Sea God to see the truth!"
Avalanche, in tears, placed all the blame on Ning Lin.
Not a single official in the court uttered a word of rebuttal.
When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down.
Moreover, this Lord Ning was originally from the Spirit Hall.
This charge is perfectly fitting for him.
Ning Lin looked at Xue Beng's ugly state and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
This was the monarch he once wanted to serve.
This was the empire he once wanted to protect.
How ridiculous.
Tang San's gaze was like two sharp swords, piercing Ning Lin.
"Ning Lin".
Do you know your crime?
Ning Lin raised his head, meeting Tang San's gaze without flinching.
"If you want to find fault, you can always find a pretext."
"Tang San, if you want to kill me, you don't need to come up with these high-sounding reasons."
He addressed him by his name without a trace of fear in his tone.
Tang San raised an eyebrow slightly.
He never expected that Ning Lin, who seemed to be just a civil official, would have such courage.
"good."
Tang San nodded.
You're right.
"Killing you doesn't need a reason."
"Since you are a member of the Spirit Hall, you deserve to die."
"Today, in front of everyone in Heaven Dou City, I will execute you, this spy from the Spirit Hall, on the spot, as a warning to others!"
He wanted to establish his authority.
Let Ning Lin's blood wash away the stain that has been borne by the Tang Clan.
Use Ning Lin's life to deter all those who harbor ill intentions towards the Tang Clan!
As he finished speaking, he slowly raised the trident of Poseidon in his hand.
An overwhelming divine power began to gather.
The entire hall was trembling, and cracks began to appear on the golden beams and pillars.
Everyone felt the power that could destroy everything, and their faces were filled with fear.
Ning Lin closed his eyes.
He knew he couldn't dodge this attack.
It's just a bit of a shame.
I haven't been able to see her again...
Just as Tang San was about to swing his trident...
A holy golden beam of light descended from the sky, piercing through the dome of the council hall and landing precisely in front of Ning Lin.
"boom!"
Golden light exploded, forming an indestructible barrier.
The divine power that Tang San had gathered was easily dissolved into nothingness by this golden light.
"who?!"
Tang San's eyes narrowed as he looked up at the hole in the dome.
A figure, bathed in golden light, slowly descended.
She was dressed in magnificent golden armor, with an exquisitely beautiful face and a solemn expression. Six pure white wings on her back exuded a supreme and sacred aura.
In his hand, he held an angelic holy sword burning with golden flames.
An aura of power no less than that of the Sea God instantly enveloped the entire hall.
Two extreme divine powers collided in the air, creating ripples.
"Qian Renxue?!"
Tang San recognized the person's face, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
He was completely dazed.
How could it be her?!
Bibi Dong just left, how come Qian Renxue has reappeared?
Shouldn't she be in Wuhun City, preparing to inherit the position of the Angel God?
Why are you here?!
Moreover, judging from her appearance, she has clearly completed the inheritance of the divine position!
Bibi Dong was already troublesome enough, and now there's Qian Renxue, who has become a god?
Tang San's scalp tingled.
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