Under the intense gaze of Yun Chujiu, the emperor Shen could not help but be stunned when he heard what she said.
Even if he was just a wisp of divine sense, even if there was something wrong with his divine sense, as the former emperor Shen, he knew that what Yun Chujiu said was the truth.
He had been used by someone!
What was laughable was that he was muddle-headed and did not know who had used him.
It was as though the thought of “Killing di beiming will bring him back to life, and the celestial race will prosper”came naturally. The poison also appeared out of thin air.
When Yun Chujiu saw that he had regained his calmness, she said, “Emperor Shen, you should know that even if you kill di beiming, you will not come back to life. The celestial race will not return to their former prosperity. All of this is just a scam.
“Furthermore, if I’m not wrong, the stray beasts on the streets and floating layers should be formed from the remnant consciousness of the Celestials.