True peace finally came to the Purple Cloud Palace.
In that battle, ten mid-Emperor Lord Nightmare Beast Kings, over three hundred early Emperor Lord Nightmare Beasts, and an army of Nightmare Beasts that blotted out the sky had all been reduced to nothing beneath the light of the Chaos Sword of Chaos.
Yet the price of victory had been equally heavy.
Inside the great hall, Lin Man wore purple robes, her face pale and her arm wrapped in thick bandages. Beneath them lay a sword wound that had yet to fully heal. She had suffered it while protecting Lin Chen, struck by a Nightmare Beast King's mental piercing attack. It had damaged her origin, and she needed time to rest and recover.
"Aunt, your wound..." Lin Chen looked at her with aching concern.
"It's nothing." Lin Man waved it off, only to let out an involuntary cough.
Ding Yun silently offered her a pill. It was a Chaos Soul-Nourishing Pill personally refined by Lin Feng, specifically for injuries to the divine soul. Lin Man accepted it and nodded. "Thank you, Master."
Ding Yun inclined his head without another word, then sat cross-legged a short distance beside her, his sword across his knees as he closed his eyes to rest. Several fine cracks still marked the Azure Edge Sword, left by the backlash when he severed the Illusory Heart King's karmic ties.
Fire Dragon's crimson hair was disheveled, and his entire body was swathed in bandages.
He had fought two king beasts alone. Nearly half his dragon scales had shattered, his blood had splashed across the void, and his divine soul had almost collapsed at the end.
Now he leaned against a pillar, snoring like thunder, sleeping so deeply he knew neither day nor night.
The Azure Water Golden Toad crouched