The atmosphere in the Grand Unity Divine Palace gradually eased. The many sacred beings gathered together and began to chat.
Li Fan raised a hand and dispelled the imperial radiance around him. Beside him, Goddess Wangshu condensed Taiyin Pure Radiance to brew spiritual tea, and the two drank together.
Goddess Taiyuan was tugging at Empress Ziguang and teasing her in a low voice, laughing that the spectacle of reopening the new heavens was a hundred times livelier than when the Investiture of the Gods had been arranged.
The Three Pure Ones sat together in a corner. Taishang stroked his beard as he sipped tea, while Primordial Lord of Heaven listened to Guang Chengzi report on the Chan Teachings' Xi Qi front. In one word: victory. They had won so hard it was absurd...
How could they not win? They had literally worn the Shang Dynasty army to death...
Sect Leader Tongtian, meanwhile, had joined the Archaic Sacrifices in conversation, his every word brimming with delight.
Heavenly Dao Hongjun and Three Corpses Hongjun met across the distance. You were yourself, yet you were not yourself.
Ancestor Dragon, Yuanfeng, and Shi Qilin, the leaders of the three great clans, gathered together to discuss the trials of their younger generations. They spoke of using the chance to reopen the new heavens to restore the ancient glory of their clans.
Ancestor Minghe drank blood wine alone before joining Kunpeng for a hearty drink. With one shared laugh, a thousand worries vanished.
Zhen Yuanzi had always been accustomed to solitude and merely watched from the side, but he was deeply anxious—once the Pangu Era was reopened, where would his Earth Immortal Dao go?
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Heavenly Emperor chatting and laughing with the goddesses. Zhen Yuanzi knew that