What of It?

A great melee swept across the world.

Enormous fireworks lingered for a long time, forming a brilliant, resplendent spectacle over Chaos Mountain. Yet this was a scene created by the deaths of dozens of Dao Fusions, more than ten Heavenly Kings, and one Heavenly Venerable.

Deep within Chaos Mountain.

It was an immensely vast domain, so vast that mountains converged beneath it, blotting out the sky and sun, making even the true Upper Realm impossible to see.

At the peak of the mountains.

A figure emerged, hands clasped behind his back as he looked down upon heaven and earth.

In the distance, those blossoming fireworks drew him into memories...

The gale howled, yet it did not affect him in the slightest.

His golden robe danced in the wind, lending him an extra touch of unrestrained grace.

"Your Majesty!"

The few people who had vanished earlier suddenly appeared behind him. Looking at his back, they were overwhelmed by mingled sorrow and joy.

Marquis Yunshui raised her head, her face filled with tenderness and admiration, her voice trembling. "Your Majesty, Shadow... they sacrificed themselves!"

The one who had brought them here was an incomparably enchanting woman. She wore a faint smile as she too looked at the man ahead.

That back stood as towering as a mountain, making others look up to it.

"I know."

With his back to them, the man gazed into the distance. After a long while, he chuckled. "It is fine. When there is time, make a trip to the Lower Realm and travel the River of Time. Perhaps some remnants of their Great Dao wills have yet to perish... See if they can be fished back."

Marquis Yunshui was instantly overjoyed. "Your Majesty... you..."

The man turned to look at them. With melancholy and emotion in his