My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

The arena fell silent the moment Lin Mo's figure disappeared through the portal.

In mid-air, the enormous phoenix of hellfire could no longer hold on and let out a mournful cry.

Clumps of eerie green flame peeled off its body, turning into countless specks of light.

Its body began to disintegrate, and countless fragments of its soul scattered and fell, completely disappearing before they even hit the ground.

Instead, a huge light screen was erected, displaying the names of all the contestants who entered the secret realm.

They earn one point for each monster they kill in the secret realm.

At this moment, the three demigods looked at Lin Mo's name on the light screen, their faces extremely grim.

Silent for a long time.

Finally, the old man in the gray robe spoke first.

His voice was low and deep, filled with suppressed anger.

"That level 60 trash actually got away!"

The burly man in black tights said solemnly, "Tsk, this is troublesome. If we don't deal with him, we won't be able to return to the God Realm."

The old woman shook her head: "That's not the most troublesome thing. The most troublesome thing is that he killed 5 people."

Her gaze swept over the devastated arena.

"The gods need the human empire to provide altars for summoning heroes. If the Holy Ancient Empire is gone, we will have to rebuild a new kingdom among the humans."

The old man in the grey robe stood with his hands behind his back: "The new kingdom needs to build up its foundation, it needs to build churches, it needs to train clergy, and it needs to get the people to accept the faith. It won't amount to anything in a hundred years."

"Therefore, the Holy Ancient Empire cannot fall."

The old woman made her conclusion.

The burly man in the black outfit waved his hand impatiently: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's deal with these people first, and then find a few people from the Li family to fill in."

The old man in the gray robe nodded, his gaze falling on the people kneeling below.

The old woman spoke, her voice echoing throughout the arena: "Where are the Li family members?"

The kneeling crowd was deathly silent.

No one dared to look up.

No one dared to speak.

After a long while, a nobleman dressed in tattered fine clothes finally raised his head shakily, his voice trembling violently:

"Reporting to the Divine Envoy, the Li family... has been... wiped out."

The expressions of the three demigods froze simultaneously.

"Killed them all?" The burly man in black clothing widened his eyes.

"Not a single one left?"

The nobleman nodded frantically.

"Everyone in the palace is dead..."

The old man in the gray robe twitched his beard.

The old woman's hands, gripping the wooden cane, had bulging veins.

Killing a king is one thing, but killing 5 civilians can also be covered up.

But what the hell do you do when you've wiped out the emperor's entire family?

You can't just randomly pick someone to take over.

Just as the three of them were looking at each other in bewilderment, another voice rang out.

It was a middle-aged man kneeling in the corner, dressed as a minor nobleman, who was currently raising his hand and speaking urgently:

"My Lord, Divine Envoy! There are still members of the Li family!"

The three demigods looked at him at the same time.

"explain."

The middle-aged man swallowed hard and spoke quickly.

"Although the direct descendants of the Li family were killed, there are still collateral relatives serving as city lords in other areas. Back then, the old emperor appointed several distant relatives to guard local areas. Although several generations have passed, the bloodline remains, and they still bear the surname Li!"

The old man in the gray robe relaxed his brow a little.

The old woman exchanged a glance with him and nodded.

"This is the only way. First, recall those people to the capital and choose a suitable one to be the new emperor. As for the stability of the Holy Ancient Empire..."

She looked at the people kneeling.

These rebel generals were kneeling in pools of blood, their faces contorted with complex emotions.

They rebelled with "Li Yiguang," but now that Li Yiguang is dead and the Li family is extinct, they have become rootless drifters.

But he is also the person the empire needs most right now.

The old woman slowly spoke: "That madman killed more than 50,000 people in the Holy Ancient Kingdom with one move. Now the empire urgently needs ministers to govern. Since you can join the rebellion, you must not be incompetent."

She paused.

"I'm giving you a chance: before the new emperor ascends the throne, you will all return to your original positions and continue to serve. Past events will be forgiven."

Laihu looked up in shock.

He had assumed that the crime of treason would surely lead to his death.

After all, rebellion is a heinous crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family, not to mention the deaths of so many nobles.

but now……

However, He Yuan, who was standing to the side, saw it clearly and his eyes were full of suspicion.

He understood that these gods just wanted to be hands-off managers.

Once the new emperor ascends the throne, he will absolutely not use his group of people anymore.

Moreover, killing the rebels was the new emperor's pretext to consolidate his throne.

At that point, they will only face an even more tragic end.

The gray-robed old man sneered, "This is a blessing from the divine realm, why don't you thank them?"

Laihu was the first to react, and kowtowed deeply: "Thank you, Divine Envoy!"

The others seemed to awaken from a dream and kowtowed in unison.

Only Hunter Axe and He Yuan looked at each other with their heads down, seemingly lost in thought.

The burly man in the black outfit waved his hand impatiently: "Alright, alright, these things are none of our business. Let them do what they want."

He looked at the rotating light gate and frowned.

"What happened to that kid? We just let him get away like that?"

The old man in the gray robe squinted, looking at the mysterious gate of light.

"The Realm of Glory is a trial ground sent down by the gods. Once inside, each person will be randomly teleported to a different area, making it very difficult to meet each other."

He paused.

"That kid was so weak, his mental strength was almost exhausted, and he was also injured. In a place like this, he wouldn't survive more than three days."

The old woman shook her head, her expression cautious: "That guy's strength is extraordinary. You all saw it. He was able to withstand our suppression of the laws for so long and still summon that kind of monster. Even if he's weak, he might still have a backup plan."

The gray-robed old man was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"Then wait three days."

He stared at the gate of light, a cold glint flashing in his cloudy eyes.

"Three days from now, whether he lives or dies, the day he walks out of this door will be his death."

The burly man in the black outfit nodded.

The old woman didn't say anything more.

The three demigods hovered in mid-air, waiting quietly.

……

Lin Mo felt like he was being torn apart.

The moment you step through the portal, the whole world begins to spin wildly.

Upside down, left and right are all mixed up.

He tried to steady himself, but found that he couldn't even move a single finger.

His spiritual power had been exhausted because of the fusion with the Phoenix of Netherfire.

The shaking and swaying of the sky almost made him faint.

What about Yin Xue?

He turned his head slightly and saw the small red figure floating beside him.

Her eyes were closed, her little wings drooped limply, and she was covered in cold sweat; she had completely lost consciousness.

With her current strength, resisting the laws of three demigods is still too much of a stretch.

"Yin..."

Lin Mo opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Just then, a tremendous force suddenly struck from the side.

It is spatial turbulence.

The turbulent current, like an invisible giant hand, slammed down on Mianmian and Yinxue.

The two of them instantly fell off Lin Mo's shoulders.

"hiss--!"

Mianmian let out a terrified screech, its eight tiny claws flailing wildly in mid-air, trying to grab onto something.

But she was too small and too light; she couldn't even last a second against the raging spatial turbulence.

It was blown away in an instant.

Lin Mo's eyes widened, and he tried to reach out and grab them.

But he was also blown around by the spatial turbulence and couldn't do anything.

They could only watch helplessly as the pinkish-white figure grew farther and smaller until it finally disappeared completely into the depths of the turbulent waters.

The next second, a point of light appeared in front of Lin Mo. His body passed through the point of light and officially entered the Glory Judgment Secret Realm.