I, the Rock King Emperor with 21 billion in power, have joined the chat group.

"Even if you are included, along with all the Liyue Seven Stars and all the holders of the Liyue Vision, it is still impossible."

"A task cannot be called a test if it cannot be completed."

As Zhongli said this, he turned around.

His black pupils, which were originally identical to those of the people of Liyue, now shone with a pale golden light.

It stands out exceptionally clearly amidst the sandstorm.

"I am not testing you, but bringing chaos and disorder to the long-peaceful land of Liyue."

"Because, only in this way."

Only then can I resurrect the one and only person I love.

"Resurrection???" The traveler, who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly interjected.

"resurrection??!!"

“Yes.” Zhongli turned to the traveler: “From the river of time, pull out the dead and bring them back to life.”

"This...is my purpose."

Chapter Fifty-Four: Shooting the Arrow of Rebellion at the Once-Respected God

“To pull the dead out of the river of time and bring them back to life.”

The traveler repeated Zhongli's words, his expression showing a hint of confusion and bewilderment.

Paimon, standing beside her, looked on incredulously.

She was like a doctor who discovered that the cook next to her knew more about medicine and drugs than she did—it was unbelievable.

"Really...it's possible to resurrect someone from the past??? That's impossible, right? How come I didn't know such a thing existed??"

"Mr. Zhongli, you're not joking, are you?"

Zhongli calmly looked at this demon god who might be manipulating time, and shook his head slightly: "It's come to this point, there's no need for me to make any more jokes."

"All preparations have been completed, and all plans have come to an end."

"Liyue's future is becoming increasingly chaotic and disordered amid the conflict between the immortals, the Liyue Seven Stars, and the demon gods."

"The strings on the river of time have begun to vibrate incessantly."

"The time to make the announcement has come."

Zhongli raised his palm, and the relic belonging to Qingli, which was about to shatter, still shone faintly in the wind and sand in Zhongli's palm.

Zhong Li slowly clenched her fist.

Apply pressure gently.

Click! Click!

The sound of beads breaking.

"Can you guarantee... that this chaos, those two demon gods, won't really affect Liyue Harbor? Won't it harm the ordinary people in Liyue Harbor?" Gan Yu finally struggled to raise her head after seeing Zhong Li's actions.

"I trust you so much. I trust you with all my heart and soul. If you just nod, I will support you forever and ever."

Her voice was choked with sobs, but no one could see the turmoil in her heart—except for Zhongli, who stood not far away, his expression indifferent, his face calm, holding the Dragon Ball high.

“No, I can’t guarantee that.” Zhongli could only sigh in the end: “Ganyu, do you still remember when Liyue was not yet born? At that time, the Rock King was not the Rock King, but Zhong Li, the ‘True Lord of Farming and Cultivating’ Zhong Li.”

"At that time, Qing Liyue was not Qing Li, the True Lord of the Dividing Heaven and the Clouds, but the Rock Dragon, the King of Rock, and the Lord of the North and South of Tianheng Mountain, Morax."

"Why am I standing on this stage? Why did I go from being a mere 'Farming and Cultivating True Lord' Zhongli to the Geo Archon who has protected Liyue for 3,700 years? Think about it carefully."

Gan Yu raised her head, tears streaming down her face as if they wouldn't stop falling.

Her tears, falling to the ground, transformed into sparkling ice crystals, beautiful and flawless.

"So, you should understand, Qilin Ganyu. My reasons for participating in the war, my reasons for protecting Liyue, and my reasons for loving the people of Liyue." Zhongli's voice grew louder and louder.

It's unclear how much of his own genuine emotion was involved.

The voice reached its highest point, then suddenly fell silent, so gentle it seemed unlike Zhongli's voice.

"It's all for her sake."

"For my wife, the former Rock Dragon Morax, now the [Senten Riyun Zhenjun] Qingli."

"All my feelings for her stemmed from the fact that we signed a 'contract' that would last until the end of time."

"I love her, and she loves me."

"This is the content of the contract."

Gan Yu finally raised her head.

She looked at the deity before her, whom she still admired most, loved most, took as her goal, and followed as the standard in everything he did, and slowly but firmly straightened up.

Her longbow slowly emerged, and icy arrows condensed in her palm.

Behind her lay the ordinary land of Liyue, shrouded in swirling yellow sand, while in front of her stood the Jade Palace, representing the pinnacle of Liyue.

Behind her were countless people of Liyue rushing in panic, desperately guarding their homes, and praying for the protection of the Geo Archon. Before her stood the eternal, supremely powerful and benevolent, the only Archon of Liyue in 3,700 years.

"Your Majesty! Rain... Rain..." The girl with ram's horns broke free from her shy nature, suppressed the pain in her heart, aimed at her faith, and drew the bowstring.

"Be proud, and then attack without restraint." Zhongli's voice was encouraging: "You must break free from my shackles, Gan Yu."

"Compared to me, your help to the people of Liyue is far greater. Compared to me, the Geo Archon who issues divine pronouncements to guide Liyue once a year, the secretary of the Liyue Sept, you who know every street and alley of Liyue clearly, who sees all the darkness, all the light, all the good, and all the evil in Liyue, you are the true hero who protects this country and its people."

"So release your arrows and swing your blades at the gods of the past."

"The culprit who caused chaos throughout Liyue will be dragged down from the throne of the heavens."

"This is what you and the Seven Stars of Liyue should do."

"Your Majesty!!!"

Gan Yu used all her strength to shout loudly.

The bowstring she was gripping suddenly loosened.

The arrow of ice crystals instantly transformed into dense ice element crystals, causing the temperature of the entire Jade Capital Terrace to drop several degrees.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, the icy arrow shattered outside the pale gold barrier.

Zhongli's gaze left Gan Yu and returned to the shattered relic of Qing Li in his palm.

The luster of the relic grew increasingly dim.

Feeling the chaotic waves on the string of time, Zhongli stretched out his free right hand and blocked the traveler's longsword that suddenly appeared from the sandstorm.

"Wind Vortex Sword"

The traveler gave a low shout, but no wind element gathered.

Instead, a surge of rock elemental power suddenly rose from the ground and gathered at Zhongli's feet.

Zhongli's expression remained unchanged, and he lightly stomped his foot.

The rock power that was about to erupt suddenly dissipated.

The traveler showed no sign of annoyance; she quickly stepped back two paces and returned to Gan Yu's side.

He said softly, "Mr. Zhongli... cannot move."

Paimon, who was hiding far away, heard this and looked as if she had just realized something. She raised her right fist and punched her left palm hard: "It seems that's true. Mr. Zhongli has not left the same spot since the beginning."

“So…we still have a chance.” The traveler turned to Gan Yu: “Let us wield the blade of rebellion against the gods.”

"Then, we will sing with Him about a bright tomorrow."

"Miss Gan Yu, don't be sad."

Chapter Fifty-Five Immortals

On the Jade Capital Terrace, a young girl, with a death wish, remonstrates with the gods, and shoots a rebellious arrow at the most revered deity.

And on the sea not far away.

The immortals were finally about to make contact with the two moving demon gods.

They looked at Liyue Harbor, which was surrounded by sandstorms, and also noticed the situation at Yujingtai, but the current situation made it impossible for them to be distracted.

Because the demon god is already very close.

The immortals gathered their power and watched the demon god. The demon god also raised his eyes, shifting his gaze from Liyue Harbor to the immortals.

For a moment, there was an odd stillness in the sky and on the sea.

Bang!

The tranquility was broken by the sound of massive ballistae from ships on the sea.

The crossbows originally made on the Southern Cross armed merchant ship for hunting giant sea monsters fired their first arrows in this battle.

Lightning flashed on the arrow, and the purple lightning was imbued with the divine eye of the Big Dipper, piercing fiercely into the body of the enormous eight-headed demon god before them.

"Ooh~~~!"

The eight-headed demon roared in pain, but the next second, the flowing water element filled the wounds on its body and kept the lightning-carrying crossbow away.

His gaze also fell upon the small boats on the ground.

With a sudden roar, it spewed endless waves at the ship.

"Wind whirls~~~!"

A sudden gust of wind descended from the sky, the swirling vortex transforming into a series of wild tornadoes that upside down the waves spewed out by the eight-headed demon god, sweeping them away.

Sizzle!

With a soft sound, accompanied by the inverted water tornado, came a sharp spear. This spear carried endless raging storms, as if it were the primordial wind that broke through the heavens and earth, expanding to a thousand meters, and was aimed at the eight-headed demon god, slashing down.

Ring ring ring~~~!

The crisp sound of a handbell suddenly rang out, and a cloud of dust gently seeped into the gale.