Beneath the vault of heaven.
A propitious cloud carried Su Yi and Qi Fufeng through the sky.
Su Yi sat leisurely in a rattan chair.
Qi Fufeng stood respectfully at his side. Whenever his gaze occasionally fell upon Su Yi, the daze and emotion in his brow remained impossible to conceal.
He had waited through endless ages. Heaven did not disappoint those with determined hearts—at long last, Emperor had returned!
"Your father... has truly passed away?"
Su Yi asked softly.
The moment he had heard Qi Fufeng mention his "late father," he had already guessed the outcome.
Yet inwardly, he still found it hard to believe.
Qi Fufeng nodded, saying sorrowfully, "During the Era of Immortal Fall, Father and I led the disciples of Fufeng Immortal Pavilion to seek refuge, only to suffer the blow of that great calamity. He fell there."
"At the time, the overwhelming majority of Fufeng Immortal Pavilion's people died. Only I and a small handful of others narrowly escaped disaster. Even so, all of us suffered grievous injuries in that calamity."
"In the years that followed, those around me passed away one after another. In the end, only a lone wandering ghost like me remained, drifting through this world..."
With that, he sighed deeply and shook his head. "Those were matters of long ago. After the Era of Immortal Fall ended, I remained at the Ascension Ground of White Deer Mountain and never left again."
"Before Father passed away, he instructed me that if I ever had the chance, I was to remain at White Deer Mountain forever."
"He said that there was absolutely no way Emperor could have died in the Eternal Night War! One day, you would surely return!"
Upon hearing this, Su Yi could not help but reveal a look of reminiscence.