Ming Yan was waiting, of course. She was waiting for the Holy Butterfly to fly out of Ding Meng's forehead.
But she was quickly disappointed. Ding Meng slowly opened his right hand, and a singularity appeared in his palm. The singularity expanded into an eye of light, and then the eye of light became a rainbow of chaos.
If you looked closely at the chaos, you would see that it was made up of countless images that were moving. Through it, Ming Yan could see not only Ding Meng's memories, but also her own past.
Aside from her memories, she could see every galaxy, every star system, every place, and every corner of the universe. Even the smallest insects, birds, flowers, and leaves could be seen clearly. From another perspective, the chaos power extended to the end of the world. She could even see the fourth and fifth dimensions of time and space. The laws of the universe could be seen with the naked eye.
Ming Yan looked up in shock. Across from her, Ding Meng's expression was indifferent, but her aura was endless. Her face turned ashen. If this wasn't the fusion of the Saint Butterfly, then what kind of strength was it?
Ding Meng clenched his fist again, and the chaos in his palm immediately disappeared. The honeycomb image on the wall also disappeared. The mark on his forehead rapidly expanded, enveloping him within. Finally, it turned into a transparent layer, completely fusing with him. His entire person seemed to have an invisible glow, majestic, supreme, sacred, and inviolable.
Under Ming Yan's horrified gaze, Ding Meng did not do anything to her. He bent down and picked up the dimmed necklace on the ground. He held it tightly in his hand. Then, he walked to the throne in the center. He slowly sat down on the throne.
He looked up into the distance. It was as if he was looking at a distant time and space. His eyes were cold, deep, and shining. It was as if he could see through everything in the world.
"Thump!" Ming Yan knelt down. Her knees touched the ground.
She knelt down willingly. There was no dissatisfaction or unwillingness on her face. She had completely surrendered.
The person sitting on the throne looking into the distance was the new master of this temple. He was the creator of this universe, the God of Creation. A top-tier King like her was like an ant in front of the God of Creation.
The moment the Holy Butterfly merged with Ding Meng, it meant the birth of the strongest King. Ding Meng did not attack her because she was no longer worth his time. To Ding Meng, she was no longer a threat. So, she could only kneel down and submit, or even worship him.
Behind her, those Night Luan martial artists, Devilsky, and Demons had all been vaporized by the supreme king's aura. The only one who could barely hold on was General Hong Yu. Hong Yu also knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ding Meng with the highest etiquette.
Ding Meng raised her hand slightly towards the two of them and gestured for them to rise.
The two stood up in fear and trepidation. "Thank you, my Lord!"
Ding Meng looked at Ming Yan. His eyes were as deep as the ocean. Ming Yan was moved like a young girl. This was the look of a god. This was the gaze of a god. If she could serve by Ding Meng's side, then she would be a member of the temple. If Ding Meng liked her, then she would be the mistress of the temple.
She was suddenly overjoyed. In this world, was there any woman more outstanding than her?
However, Ding Meng's eyes did not contain any emotion. "Do you know why?"
Ming Yan was confused. "Why what?"
Ding Meng said, "I will give you a choice now. Are you willing to go to the future, or would you rather go back to the past?"
His voice wasn't loud and his attitude was calm. He didn't even use his aura, but Ming Yan felt an unprecedented sense of nervousness. She had a premonition that this question would determine her life or death. As long as she didn't go according to Ding Meng's wishes, she would be reduced to ashes.
Ming Yan knelt down again. "My Lord, please enlighten me!"
Ding Meng said, "I told you before. You have never truly lived!"
Ming Yan immediately understood. She cupped her hands and said, "I understand. I am willing to go back to the past and live again. My Lord, please give me a chance to be reborn."
Ding Meng nodded and said, "I will check your sincerity. I will now fulfill your long-cherished wish."
He pointed his finger lightly, and a white light surrounded Ming Yan's body. She was shocked at first because all the Night Phoenix warrior energy in her body had magically evaporated. What replaced it was the Divine Light Essence Source. Moreover, the origin had also been replaced. It was the origin of the Diamond Star Technique.
Ming Yan was overjoyed again. Her aura had broken through the realm of a top-notch master in the universe and reached the Divine Realm. Was this not the level of martial arts that she had been striving for all this time?
However, when she raised her head again, her face was full of reverence. Ding Meng only had to stretch out his hand to bestow her with such great power. However, she could not see through Ding Meng's true body at all.
In other words, God could give you power and take it back. In front of God, you could not be disloyal. You had to remain loyal and reverent.
Ming Yan knelt down and kowtowed. "What do you need me to do? My Lord, please enlighten me!"
Ding Meng said calmly, "I want you to return to the past and maintain the stability of the six territories. I will check on you. If you do not satisfy me, I will choose a new agent."
Ming Yan said, "I understand. I will do my best!"
"Go!"
Ding Meng waved his hand casually. Ming Yan and Hong Yu immediately turned into two white spirals and were teleported away.
At this point, Ding Meng was the only one left in the Divine Palace.
Ding Meng's expression became bleak. He sat quietly on the throne and pondered for a long time. Then, he opened his palm. The golden Saint Butterfly floated out of his palm and danced happily in the hall.
When he merged with the Saint Butterfly, his brain had inherited the memories of its previous hosts. At the same time, he had also established a special telepathic connection with the Saint Butterfly. Only he could communicate with the Saint Butterfly's will alone.
"You don't look happy!" the Saint Butterfly said.
Ding Meng said, "Do you know?
This place is the supreme Divine Palace. It is the origin of the creation of the world. However, this place is more like a tomb. "
The Saint Butterfly laughed. "You are the first person to think that this place is like a tomb. The previous Masters of the Divine Palace were so happy that they did not rest for a long time."
Ding Meng said, "That is because I am different from them."
The Saint Butterfly flew around again and floated in front of him. "I know that you are different from the previous Masters. You are missing your friends."
Ding Meng smiled bitterly. "After I entered the Divine Palace, perhaps tens of thousands of years have passed in the outside world?"
The Saint Butterfly said, "Thirty-seven million years have passed. Everyone you know in your life is no longer here."
Ding Meng lowered his head. His expression was even more desolate.
The Saint Butterfly said, "You are now a God of Creation. You have great power. It is not impossible for you to see them."
Ding Meng looked up. "You have a way, right?"
The Saint Butterfly said, "You can restart the universe, turn back time, and change the past."
Ding Meng said, "Oh?"
The Saint Butterfly said solemnly, "But it is not without a price!"
Ding Meng said, "What price?"
The Saint Butterfly said, "You are the Master of the Divine Palace. This result does not follow the law of reincarnation. It is also unchangeable. Therefore, after turning back time, the past will be changed. However, you are still the Master of the Divine Palace. You can travel through time and space. You can also see your family and friends."
Ding Meng frowned. "Is there a problem?"
The Saint Butterfly said, "There is a problem. You will always remember them, but their memories no longer include you. Simply put, you exist in their previous life and not in their current life."
Ding Meng said, "In other words, when I go to see them, I will already be a stranger."
The Saint Butterfly said, "That is what it means. For you, the price is very high. In the reincarnation of the past and present life, other than Ming Yan Hongyu who knows your past and identity, no one else knows who you are. If you want to get to know them again, anything can happen. You may be enemies or friends. Everything is possible. You have to consider carefully."
Ding Meng fell into deep thought again. "What if I go to the future?"
The Saint Butterfly said, "According to the current flow of time and space, the six territories have regained their peace. The Federal Empire has welcomed peace. The Great Wei Dynasty still exists, but your friends are long gone. You have to manage the existing laws of the universe well until the next reincarnation. I will inform you of the new Chosen One. Then, you can retire!"
Ding Meng looked up decisively. "Then I will restart the universe and return to the past!"
The Saint Butterfly said, "Are you sure?"
Ding Meng nodded firmly. "I am sure!"
The Saint Butterfly asked, "Have you thought it through?"
Ding Meng sighed. "If you want me to spend the rest of my life alone in this Temple, I would rather die. Without them, my life would lose its luster."
The Saint Butterfly smiled. "This is why I chose you between you and Ming Yan. Although the universe is vast, only friendship can make life exciting. Only when beautiful and exciting memories are born can the universe last forever."
After saying that, it slowly flew around the hall. Its wings scattered countless golden specks of energy. These specks of energy slowly gathered and formed interstellar space-time gates in the form of light.
Sheng Die floated in front of him again: "You can go and come back at any time now. You can see the friends you once knew, as well as those from before. You can make new friends, but there is one thing you can't do, and that is you can't go to the future. Your limit is at this point in time."
Ding Meng stood up and smiled. "It doesn't matter. The future will be created by the new Master of the Temple. There are countless new possibilities in the future, aren't there?"
The Saint Butterfly said, "I hope your choice is correct!"
Ding Meng slowly walked towards a bright interstellar gate. He murmured, "I still believe that the future is beautiful, just like I believe that tomorrow will be sunny. When the sun shines and the wind rises again, it will be a good day for us to reunite!"