The divine servants took the glass magic lamp in both hands and retreated one by one. In the blink of an eye, the hall was empty, leaving only four of Claude, Xiyin, Xiyan and Nowa.

Xiyin was a little confused and asked, "Master, I don't know what's wrong with you leaving me."

Claud said lightly: "You have the power of Shura, you should understand it yourself."

"I……"

Xiyin didn't expect that Claude already knew about this.

"Xiyin."

Claud looked at her softly and said, "People with dark power in their bodies cannot become real angels. Although you have completed the 7th level Golden Wings and Angel inheritance, the power of Shura in your body will inevitably affect your future improvement. So this time we must completely eliminate this power of Shura and make you a pure god of light laws."

Xiyin remained silent.

Xiyan, who was standing beside him, said: "Xiyin, the master will use the artifact Paradise Lost to purify your body, but... Paradise Lost is a cursed artifact. You'd better think clearly before agreeing. Since ancient times, few people have entered Paradise Lost can break out, and even a strong man at the level of the God Emperor may not necessarily be."

Her move was no different to remind Xiyin.

"Xiyan, don't talk too much." Claude said unhappily.

"Yes, Lord Lord." Xiyan lowered her head, and her eyes flashed with anxiety.

"Xiyin, have you thought about it?" Claude asked, rather than asking, it was a kind of persecution.

"Yes, Lord Lord."

Xiyin had no choice but to succumb to this fate that she could not control.

"Okay, you can prepare and enter Paradise Lost in an hour."

"yes……"

...

Outside the hall, the wind was cold and the robes of Claude and Xiyan were blowing.

"Xiyan."

"grown ups."

"Are you unable to see your position?" Claude asked lightly.

"I……"

Xiyan bit her red lips and did not continue talking.

"Xiyin is just a wandering soul in the exile land. Is it really worth your disobeying my will?" Claude said.

"The Lord Master also said that Xiyin is just a wandering soul on a different plane. Why should we make things difficult for her? She has gone through hardships. If she is now destroyed in Paradise Lost, where is the way of heaven?"

"The Way of Heaven."

Claude smiled: "Xiyan, is she really a wandering soul in an alien plane?"

"What is the meaning of the adults."

"Don't pretend to be confused." Claude's voice was a little cold, and he said, "No matter how Xiyin concealed it, it could not hide her sharpness. The divine character nurtured in Xiyin's sea of ​​mind was an incomplete rule of light. The ability she used was called the Heavenly Dragon Crystal. Looking at the planes of the stars in all worlds, there was only one person's identity, that was Qin Yin."

Claud's eyes were filled with cold light, and he looked at Xiyan with a sword, and said, "You are also the top powerhouse with the ninety-nine-level cave heaven's cultivation. Can't you see these? Rather than pretending to be stupid, you want to fulfill Qin Yin."

"I...I..." Xiyan was at a loss.

"Xiyan, you are so kind." Claude said lightly: "If it weren't for kindness, I'm afraid there wouldn't be a second Seraphite in the Western God Realm, right?"

"There is nothing wrong with Nowa becoming a seraph."

"Hmph, even so, but Xiyin has no discussion on this matter." Claude suddenly opened his palm, and a bright ice crystal appeared in his palm. He said leisurely: "Even if Xiyin's previous life was Qin Yin, I still want her to be baptized in Paradise Lost, forget all the past, and become a god general in my Western divine world."

"Sir, what are you going to do."

"Have you heard of the Forging Souls?"

"grown ups."

Xiyan immediately knelt down, his face full of unbearableness: "Please show mercy to the Lord. Once the soul is forged, Xiyin may never remember who she is. Please think twice."

"Stop talking, I'm determined."

Claude said lightly: "If Xiyin does not enter Paradise Lost, then she will only have one fate, and she will be seized from the main god's category. A wandering soul in an alien plane is not worthy of possessing the main god's category of the law of light. This main god's category can only remain in the Western God Realm."

Xiyan looked lonely and murmured: "Then... let me listen to what the adults mean, let Xiyin enter Paradise Lost."

"Hmph, that's right."

...

One hour later, the main hall.

Xiyin was waiting quietly. She had already changed into a new set of clothes, clothes belonging to the Battle Angel, a white shirt and a white short skirt, plus a cloak embroidered with gold edges, and even the collar was embroidered with golden cross patterns in the West God Realm. She stood there quietly, as beautiful as a perfect goddess statue.

"Xiyin's appearance is also the best in the Western God Realm..." Nowa sighed.

Claude couldn't help but snorted coldly: "As a seraph, you are still so immersed in your skin."

"After all, I am a woman, and a man like you won't understand."

"I don't want to understand either."

Claude walked forward and asked, "Xiyin, are you ready?"

"Okay, master."

"very good."

Claude suddenly opened his palm, and the ice crystal-shaped artifact Paradise bloomed with dazzling light. In a blink of an eye, it became bigger and bright like stars. Claude said: "Okay, you can enter Paradise Lost at any time now. As long as you can survive three days of immortality, Paradise Lost will send you out on its own."

"Yes, thank you Master."

"Wait, Xiyin." Xiyan suddenly said.

Xiyin was stunned: "Well, Lord Xiyan."

"Don't call me sir, call me sister." Xiyan sighed.

Xiyin smiled: "Sister Xiyan."

"good……"

Xiyan smiled miserably and said, "Come back alive."

"Um."

Xiyin stopped talking, turned around and jumped into the artifact, and suddenly she turned into a "brush" sound, and her body was constantly falling by a powerful force, as if there was no end. Pictures of one plane were flowing in front of her eyes, and some of them seemed to be able to evoke memories of past events, but Xiyin couldn't think about it at all. Suddenly, the light in front of her eyes was bright, and she had fallen into an illusory world, with blood around her, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

"Is this paradise lost?"

She murmured, "This is how Paradise Lost looks like..."

“Buzz.”

A ripple appeared in the illusory space ahead. A middle-aged man in a robe walked out with a loving face and said with a smile: "Xiao Yin, you are back..."

Behind him, the scenery was constantly blurred and outlined, turning into a towering palace, and there were some guards wearing white robes and silver armor guarding the side. It was Zetian Palace, and the man in front of him was Qin Jin.

But Xiyin didn't remember him at all.

"Who are you?" she asked in a low voice.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and after a long time, he said, "I am your father, Xiaoyin, why have you gone so far that your father can never see you again."

Xiyin was stunned: "Father, you...who are you?"

Qin Jin's smile was still soft: "Xiaoyin, stop wandering anymore. Go back to Ayu. This is our home. My poor daughter, you have suffered so much, don't wander anymore. The father will keep watching you."

His body was suddenly torn apart by time, and replaced by a fertile field.

Killing sounds were everywhere, countless cavalry and infantry charged on the battlefield, the imperial battle flag swayed, but fell down, and then shattered by the enemy's iron hooves, covered in mud.

In the blood, a young general was covered in blood and staggered towards Xiyin step by step. Several arrows were pierced on his shoulders and chest, and his legs were penetrated by the enemy's spear. He walked very inconveniently, so he dragged his right leg and walked step by step, leaning on the ground with a long sword. The long sword was very familiar, and it was Xiyin's Star Sword.

"Xiao Yin."

He walked step by step, blood flowing on his face, but a doting smile on his lips: "Xiaoyin, you are back, I've been waiting for you for five years, five years... It's good to come back, it's good to come back..."

The sound of iron hooves came, and a huge black shadow came in the air. It was a general who was covered in darkness, stepping on his back.

"puff."

He spitted blood and fell to the ground in a mess, and was firmly stepped onto the ground by the enemy general.

"Xiao Yin...my Xiao Yin..." His blood and tears burst out from his eyes. He looked up at Qin Yin, and with a "puff", the enemy's spear pierced his chest and nailed him to the ground.

Xiyin trembled all over, she knew him.

"No...no..." she shouted hard, but to no avail.

The enemy general drew his sword and grabbed one of his short hair. The sword flashed by, and blood soared into the sky. The next moment, his head was already carried by the enemy.

"No."

Xiyin knelt down and wailed like a collapse.

The picture was torn apart again, and there was a sea of ​​blood around it. Countless corpses were lying in the battlefield. The broken spears and halberds fell to the ground in messy thorns, and the battle flag fell to the ground, soaked in blood.
To be continued...