Chapter 330 Punishment Yang Rongrong was very , what made her even more angry was what happened next—— The Emperor picked up the flowers that were stained on "her" hair, crushed them and threw them aside, saying with a smile. "I know someone sneaked in to look for you. Would you like to tell me who that person is?" "She" closed her eyes and said nothing. The Emperor coaxed her softly, "We agreed at the beginning that you had to stay here and not see anyone except me. Now you have violated the agreement, and according to the rules you will be punished. But as long as you are willing to tell me who the person who sneaked in is, I will forgive you this time. How about it?" "She" still said nothing. The Emperor sighed helplessly: "You are so stupid and stubborn. I can't help it. I can only follow the rules. The baptism ceremony will be doubled this time. I hope you can hold on." In order for "her" to become the vessel of Heaven, her body must be broken and reassembled again and again. This process is called the baptism ceremony. Not only that, from the day she was chosen to be the container, she would be locked in the darkness and could not have any contact with outsiders. This was the only way to ensure that her body and mind were pure and not polluted by external objects. The emperor left, but "her" pain was not over yet.

"She" was crawling among the ruined flowers, her skin cracking inch by inch, blood dripping, her bones shattered and then reassembled, the extreme pain made her live a life worse than death. "She" didn't know how many years she had been in this dark world, nor did she know what the world outside looked like. "She" has no emotions, cannot feel the meaning of life, and does not understand what the so-called people in the world represent? “She” doesn’t want to live, “she” wants to die. Yang Rongrong looked at the scene in front of her, and the pain that was once rooted deep in her memory surged into her heart. She couldn't help but shed tears, and the scene in front of her became blurry. Soon, everything in front of her disappeared, and Yang Rongrong heard the familiar system prompt tone again - "Emergency procedures have been initiated and the system is reading data." "Data read successfully, the system is resetting the time, please be ready." The powerful suction force came again. Yang Rongrong allowed herself to be sucked away. After a dizzy spell, she opened her eyes and found herself back in the realm of reincarnation again. Another "Yang Rongrong" wearing a colorful dress asked seriously. "Are you sure? With your current level of cultivation, even if you meet the Emperor, you will not be his opponent. He can easily kill you." Yang Rongrong clenched his hands into fists, his eyes were red, and his chest heaved violently. It was obvious that he had not yet completely recovered from his anger. She gnashed her teeth and said, "I'm sure! I'm going to the Thirty-third Heaven right now. I'm going to kill that bastard Emperor!" The woman in colorful clothes obviously didn't understand why she suddenly became so angry. A look of surprise appeared on her face, and she said at the same time. "I just said that you are no match for the Emperor..." Yang Rongrong interrupted her: "Right now! Immediately! I want to go to the thirty-third heaven!" The woman in colorful clothes had no choice but to shut her mouth. Her body quickly became transparent, and the realm of reincarnation was opened. Yang Rongrong closed and opened her eyes, and once again found herself in the exquisite and luxurious palace.

The Emperor looked away from the chessboard and looked at the woman who suddenly appeared. He smiled slightly: "You..." He had just uttered a word when he was rudely interrupted by Yang Rongrong. "In fact, the Heavenly Dao has been on the verge of collapse for a long time. It is only because of my existence that the Heavenly Dao can barely hold on until now. There is no way I can be the one with bad luck!" The Emperor was stunned. His eyes gradually became strange: "You remembered it." Yang Rongrong looked at him with hatred in her eyes: "Outsiders don't know the truth and mistakenly think that I am a doomed person, but you clearly know everything, but you said nothing, allowing the world to force me into a desperate situation, and even secretly trying to kill me!" Facing her harsh questioning, the emperor felt no guilt at all. "I do this to protect the people of the world." “Fuck the people of the world!” Yang Rongrong cursed directly, “Don’t pretend to be righteous here, you do all this just to satisfy your own selfish desires! You are doing this to protect the Thirty-Three Heavens, to protect your position as the Emperor!” The Emperor looked down upon her with an arrogant attitude: "I can give up this position of Emperor, but I would like to ask, besides me, who else in the world can convince all the sentient beings in the Three Realms like I do? Without me, not only the Thirty-Three Heavens, but the entire Three Realms will fall into chaos. Saving me is equivalent to saving all the sentient beings in the world." Yang Rongrong laughed in anger: "Don't flatter yourself here! You are only able to sit on the throne of the Emperor because of your high level of cultivation and seniority. In terms of character and conduct, a maggot like you is only fit to crawl in the sewers of hell!" The Emperor was calm and composed. "Since I became the Emperor, I have been doing my best for the Three Realms. This is obvious to all. My achievements will not be erased because of your few words. You must have been prepared to die when you came here today. I have asked you to say so much just now. You should be satisfied. Now I will send you off." Yang Rongrong was not afraid at all. She drew out the Wuwang sword and stabbed at him. “You don’t know your own limitations!” After saying this, the Emperor released a powerful spiritual force and tore Yang Rongrong into pieces. Her soul floated in the air, her eyes still fixed on the Emperor. The Emperor seemed to sense something, and looked up at the direction where the soul was, with a look of surprise in his eyes. "How did you..." Before he could finish his words, Yang Rongrong's soul disappeared from the spot. The system once again activated the emergency procedure. Her soul returned to the familiar darkness. "She", wearing a colorful dress, was lying among the withered flowers, her face as pale as gold paper, and she was dying. Feng Huaiyu suddenly appeared with a smile on his face, looking very happy. "Rongrong, look what fun things I brought you this time..." He stopped abruptly before he could finish his words. Because he saw the mess everywhere and "her" lying on the ground, not knowing whether she was dead or alive. He flashed and appeared beside "her". She stretched out her hands, wanting to help "her" up, but as soon as her fingers touched "her" body, "she" trembled violently and let out a painful groan from her throat. Feng Huaiyu suddenly didn't dare to touch her. He asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you? What happened here?"

"She" took a deep breath, endured the pain, and uttered a word with difficulty. "water." Feng Huaiyu immediately took out a jade gourd from his sleeve. He pulled out the cork and brought the gourd mouth to "her" lips.