I picked up the scattered attributes

"Then, senior, could you lend a hand, or perhaps make a trip to the Forsaken Land of Gods?"

"Let's not talk about this again."

Wu Guan decisively rejected it on the spot.

"why?"

"I forgot."

"..."

So, the most endearing trait of this seemingly aloof moon goddess is actually... her forgetfulness!?

How could anyone in the world like this kind of cuteness... Oh, it seems there really are some.

And there's more than one.

Feng Xia opened his mouth, but could only let out a sigh in the end: "So... what exactly does Senior still remember?"

At this moment, he somewhat understood the helplessness that Mo Lianque had felt when facing him.

You can't beat them in a fight, you can't out-argue them, and yet you still need their help.

This question left Wu Guan speechless. Her expression changed slightly, and after a long while, she finally uttered a sentence, word by word:

"Beware of the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom."

"I understand."

When Fengxia left the Moonlight Divine Tree.

Wu Guan stood there, lost in thought, gazing into the void, as if looking back at the past and reminiscing about a time unknown to others.

At that time, she had not yet been born, nor was she the moon goddess who illuminated the entire dark age; she was merely a new being born from the sacred land on the moon.

Not long after, the Imperial Preceptor Lingyun arrived on the moon and found the sacred place that had given birth to her.

Then, the imperial advisor said two words to her:

"Are you there?"

"..."

Even now, she still can't figure out what profound meaning those two words meant when the Grand Preceptor Lingyun came to the moon and said them to her.

It was precisely for this reason that she did not tell Feng Xia about this.

After all, even she herself felt that this memory was too outrageous, and sometimes she even wondered if it was an illusion that she had accidentally created before she was born.

"Perhaps, when I broke through, I encountered unknown tribulations, so... I forgot some crucial things."

She whispered softly on the Moonlit Tree.

……

Outside the light curtain of the Moonlit Divine Tree.

Feng Xia was met head-on by the approaching Arctic King.

"you--"

The King of Han's breath hitched, then he said coldly, "Where is my son?"

"Your son is hanging in the tree."

Feng Xia waved her hand, thought for a moment, and then added, "Remember to speak politely when you go up there, and don't offend that person..."

Before he could finish speaking, King Han had already transformed into a streak of cold light and vanished without a trace.

"You thief, let go of my son—"

The next instant, Han Wang transformed into a streak of cold light at an even faster speed than before, and flew backward with a whoosh, disappearing into who knows where.

A moment later, the Cold King, covered in bumps and with a striking appearance, once again broke through the air and arrived.

Feng Xia glanced at him and couldn't help but sigh, "I've already warned you, speak properly, and don't offend that person. Otherwise, you might not even have a chance to speak..."

"Humph!"

After glaring fiercely at Feng Xia, Han Wang once again rushed up the Moonlight Tree.

This time, Feng Xia waited in the same spot for a long time, but did not see Han Wang fall down.

"I was thinking of secretly throwing a punch to test it out, but no one else saw me..."

With a sigh of regret, Feng Xia slowly walked down from the horizon. At the edge of the horizon, the Demon God Palace was slowly radiating light.

This hall, representing the supreme power of the Demon Kingdom, seemed to sense the arrival of Feng Xia, with rays of divine light soaring up from it, weaving together countless astonishing phenomena.

"I am coming."

Feng Xia shook his head and smiled, then strode towards the palace in front of him.

……

Outside the city of demons, in a secluded stone cave, an aged figure slowly opened his eyes:

"Strange! Strange! So much time has passed, why hasn't that brat Mo Lian Que contacted me yet?"

"Let's wait a little longer, let's wait a little longer."

"After all, that kid said that the 'Changing the World' plan has reached a critical moment, and a major battle is bound to break out, requiring me to step in and quell the situation..."

……

Chapter 0440

Half a month has passed since the War of the Eight Princes.

As time passed, the old man in the cave became increasingly anxious.

"what happened?"

"Why hasn't that brat Mo Lianque contacted me yet?"

"Could it be... that something major has happened in the Demon Capital?"

He reopened his cloudy eyes, his blood surging, wanting to fully revive his cultivation and venture into that distant city to investigate.

Not long after, he let out a long sigh, calmed his strength, and lay dormant once again.

"Don't act impulsively...don't act impulsively!"

"I don't have much time left. If I can't make the most of it and unleash its greatest brilliance, then all the plans will have been in vain, and the seven hundred years of waiting will have been wasted!"

The old man knew very well that this battle would determine not only his fate, nor just the fate of the Mo family, but also the fate of the entire Xuanwu Kingdom and the rise of the human race on this continent!

Moreover, he is no longer the naive young man he once was, so he absolutely cannot act impulsively.

Time flies, and another half month has passed.

This time, the old man opened his eyes again, and a deep worry flashed across his pupils.

"It's been...two months..."

Two months ago, he set off from the royal secret realm without alerting anyone, traversing thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally found this underground cave, where he lay in wait for two months.

However, if the plan proceeds normally...

A month ago, he should have been able to sense the great changes in the world, and then receive Mo Lianque's signal, and take strong action, burning his last bit of light and heat to lay the most solid foundation for the plan to change the world!

Although he did sense a major battle more than a month ago.

However, the anticipated upheaval in the heavens and earth did not occur as expected, and the signal from the current Emperor Xuanwu, Mo Lianque, was still delayed.

After waiting for more than a month, the old man finally felt a little panicked.

"Could it be that...could it be that..."

The old man's breathing suddenly became rapid.

An unbelievable thought spread like a shadow, instantly taking over his entire mind.

The plan to transform the world... failed at a crucial step!

Seven hundred years of planning, seven hundred years of long-cherished wish, in the end, it all turned into a bubble.

"No, I can't wait any longer!"

He suddenly circulated his qi and blood, causing his cultivation to fully recover. In an instant, a terrifying pressure swept across the surrounding mountains and rivers, but in the next instant, it would all disappear without a trace.

The old man's magic trembled slightly, and the dust and dirt that had covered his body for the past two months were all shaken away.

The next moment, he stepped out of the basement and headed straight for the distant megacity.

"You absolutely must...make it in time!"

……

"What...what are they doing?"

Looking at the festive scene of lanterns and decorations everywhere, the old man in simple clothes was somewhat bewildered.

In a daze, he had the illusion of returning to Xuanwu Kingdom.

The kingdom of monsters... rarely celebrates in this way!

"Could it be... that kid Mo Lian Que succeeded?"