Three days later.

He arrived at the Nine-Level Sky.

But the Nine-Level Sky at this time is no longer comparable to yesterday.

There is no people here!

No popularity at all.

Blood is everywhere.

The smell of blood that lasts for a long time in the air.

"Your Highness..." Yumao was frightened, "How could this happen?"

"The Lord Qianqian, the God of God, was removed from the list, and the eleventh priests gradually recovered. I am afraid that they will have to wait to seal the deity." Yun Yehuang snorted coldly.

Entering the hall, Yun Ye Emperor walked directly towards the Dream God Hall.

He stepped into the hall with one foot, and the secret door opened at this time.

The dream god covered in blood rushed out from inside. When she saw Emperor Yun Ye, she was stunned for a moment.

"Mr. Dream God?" Yumao shouted in surprise.

The dream god looked at the feathers and then looked at the Yun Yehuang, "Ye...Yei Huang..."

Yun Yehuang quickly walked to the dream god, "My mother, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but I'm a little injured." Meng Shen shook her head and she took a step forward. "Yehuang, are your eyes still alive? How are your body?"

Yun Yehuang shook his head, "I'm fine, what's going on?"

The dream god held Yun Yehuang's hand tightly, "It was the Eleventh Venerable who came to the Nine-level Sky. They were looking for you. You shouldn't have come here."

"My mother, it's okay. Leave the rest to me. I'll take you out of here first."

Emperor Yun Ye turned around and ordered Feather to have some aftermath.

"Neon Emperor!"

The dream god standing behind him suddenly spoke.

Yun Yehuang turned around, "Mother, why..."

"Be careful with your Highness!"

"Bang!"

Dream God hit him with a palm and landed hard on Yun Yehuang's heart.

As her palm was hit, a transparent silver needle quietly penetrated into his flesh and blood and disappeared.

Feather hurriedly held Yun Yehuang, "Dream God, what are you doing?"

Dream God, covered in blood, was filled with heartache in his eyes.

Emperor Yun Ye knelt on one knee on the ground, covering his heart with one hand, and his eyes couldn't see it, but he still looked at Meng Shen.

"Ye Huang, I'm sorry, I have nothing to do with it."

A word came from the dream god, and a sound came from outside.

The remaining clouds rolled and the strong wind blew.

It is the breath of the eleventh priest!

Feather realizes the seriousness of the matter.

"Dream God, how could you plot against Your Highness?"

"Did you join forces with the Eleventh Lord?" Yun Yehuang asked, his voice so cold that he couldn't say anything.

Meng Shen looked sad, "Yehuang, this is the only way you can go, I will not watch you die."

"die?"

"You are with Mu Qingqian, and you are seeking death. Have you forgotten your father's fate? I don't care that Mu Qingqian is following the old path of Queen Biluo, but I care that you repeat your father's mistakes.

Don't worry, the venerables of the God Realm will not kill you. They have promised me that as long as I hand you over to them, they will help me seal all your memories."

"Dream God, why are you so confused? Do you think that the Venerable would seal His Highness only for five thousand years without taking his life?

How could you collude with those people to plot against His Highness?”

"When Mu Qingqian dies, your memory will disappear. At that time, everything will start over!

You are still His Highness of the Nine-Level Sky." A trace of madness flashed in Meng Shen's eyes, "Ye Huang, you are my favorite son. You are my closest and closest person. I will never look at you and seek death."

"You're crazy..." A scarlet flashed in Yun Yehuang's eyes, "Dream God, do you think I don't know that the incident in the Nine-Level Sky has something to do with you?"
Chapter completed!