The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

…… He held a book in one hand, and a brush in another. Using the sky as the canvas and the earth as the ink, he started divining and was drenched in sweat, until the drawing revealed the image of a child…

…… if the Sky Devil was not extinguished, the Spirit Treasure Continent would never experience peace until it was destroyed…

…… there was the cheerful voice of a midwife, the child is born; the child is born, Madam Ru gave birth to a healthy boy, hahaha…

…… several powerful beings forced the activation of the Revolving Wheel Platform, a baby girl fell through the Revolving Wheel Platform, a trace of Devil Energy chasing after it and went through together…

When he opened his eyes, the clear and bright eyes he had at the beginning were replaced with a cold abyssal-like gaze.

At a glance, one would only feel that these peaceful and warm eyes were deep and unfathomable underneath.

His lips curled slightly: "So that is the case, everything was planned!"

The gaze however did not reveal any trace of happiness but was filled with other flavours.

The world is unpredictable, to think that things had turned out like this.

The anxiousness in his eyes that was borne from wanting to head towards the Holy City after successfully promoting had disappeared entirely.

He… needs to quickly use this time to activate more of the forgotten inheritance will.

He closed his eyes again, his expression was impassive and it was calm without any emotions.

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Ji Mo Clan.

Ji Mo Ya's funeral.

No matter how low Ji Mo Ya's cultivation had fallen when he was alive, the dead must be given his due respect.

Moreover, Ji Mo Ya had contributed greatly to the fight against the Demons as well. The Holy Court and his fellow clan members sighed when they heard the bad news.

Such an outstanding individual of humanity had fallen to the state of dying without a corpse, fate really knew how to tease.

The Ji Mo Clan knew that the masses had many opinions when they did not give the seat of Clan Patriarch to Ji Mo Ya.

This time, Ji Mo Ya had died when exploring the Devil Eye; doing so can be considered as living a great life and dying with great honour.

With the person dead, the pressure that was weighing on Ji Mo Wu Xin had naturally disappeared. At this moment, Ji Mo Wu Xin was very willing to act magnanimously.

Since the person was gone, so what if the funeral was overboard?

That was why the Ji Mo Clan treated the funeral seriously and created a huge commotion out of it. In short, the level of importance was to be the same as his, Ji Mo Wu Xin's, own funeral if he were to pass away.

The people who came to pay their respects could not help but have deep feelings at the actions of the Ji Mo Clan this time, the Ji Mo Clan still have affections towards Ji Mo Ya.

Only the Half-Sages present shook their heads at this scene. The person was no longer around, what is the point of such falsities?

It was snow-white from the entrance of the Ji Mo Clan to its Inner Courtyard.

White lanterns, white banners, white flowers, everything was coloured white.

Although Ji Mo Ya did not leave behind a body, a coffin was still placed at the centre of the memorial hall. Several articles of clothes were placed within to act as though it was the remains of the person.

Ji Mo An Ning was kneeling beside the coffin and burning offerings while thanking the visitors.

Upon learning of the death of his father, Ji Mo An Ning quickly bestirs himself after a round of sorrow and had requested to send his father on his final journey.

Huan Qing Yan sighed and allowed it.

Ji Mo An Ning was Huan Qing Yan's son and Huan Qing Yan has remained in the Holy Court. Her current strength was something even several Half-Sages could not compete with; moreover, Bai Chen Feng was also by her side.

Next, humanity was ashamed, that was why they treated Huan Qing Yan with even greater courtesy. This resulted in Ji Mo An Ning's social status increasing greatly.

In the past, when within the Ji Mo Clan, even though he was not bullied, he was completely ignored by them.

Now, as Ji Mo An Ning was kneeling and chanting sutras for his father. Everyone in the clan, except for the clan patriarch and some elders, treated him respectfully.

However, Ji Mo An Ning felt no trace of joy. He only felt that this clan that focuses on their own benefits and interests was unworthy of his father who has given his everything for them.