The Saint catastrophe had dealt the Heavenly Dao an unprecedented blow, yet the Heavenly Dao's speed of recovery far surpassed any previous calamity, and the mortal world soon turned that stretch of the past into legend.
To the Immortal Gods of the Heavenly Realm, this calamity had only just passed. Every day in the Heavenly Court, Immortal Gods were demoted, and every day, new immortals ascended.
On this day, within the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
The Son of Heaven Hongyang stood in the hall, looking at the aged Heavenly Emperor, his brows tightly furrowed.
Before the Saints' assault, the Heavenly Emperor had once said that he might not be able to preserve the Saint Realm, so the Son of Heaven Hongyang had always been worried about him. Seeing him today, his heart immediately grew heavy.
The thing he had feared most had still happened.
The Heavenly Emperor looked at the Son of Heaven Hongyang, smiled, and said, "You need not worry. Our sacred heart was merely damaged; it is not that we are about to die. In the future, we can still guard the Heavenly Court for many epochs. We summoned you here today not to entrust our orphan to you, but because we have a plan we wish to discuss with you. The Heavenly Dao of the future will be vast, and the Heavenly Court's duties will increase. We need you to help share the burden."
Hearing this, the Son of Heaven Hongyang let out a breath of relief, then said, "Your child has no interest in power. Why not have Imperial Father cultivate another of my imperial brothers?"
Struggles within the imperial family had always been an enduring topic inside the Heavenly Court, and the Son of Heaven Hongyang had heard much of them. Countless Sons of Heaven had