Ten years later.
Little Jiu had successively descended upon two worlds. Leading the Fanatic Legion, he directly beheaded the Creation Gods of both worlds.
He gave one world to Huo Wu and the other to Qian Renxue.
After two world-scale wars, Dai Luolan and Zhu Zhuyun had grown at an astonishing pace.
Zhu Zhuyun had now fully assumed the authority to rule the planes under her command. The Empress-like aura around her had become even sharper.
Her imperial authority would not be suppressed by Divine Authority.
That made her seem even more confident.
Every gesture carried the majesty of one overlooking all living beings. The people under her rule all speculated over who would be worthy of stepping upon this flower of imperial power.
At that moment, Zhu Zhuyun reclined against her throne and crooked a finger at Little Jiu.
"Ten years have passed. Am I still not worth you making a move?"
Zhu Zhuyun was peerlessly beautiful at that moment.
Little Jiu smiled. Zhu Zhuyun had finally matured.
"Reporting to my god, Liu Erlong and Flender request an audience."
At that moment, a report came from outside Pope's Hall. The guard was helpless as well. He did not want to report it, fearing he would interrupt Little Jiu's good time.
But Liu Erlong and Flender's identities were simply too special.
A trace of regret flashed through Zhu Zhuyun's beautiful eyes, but she immediately rose, linked her arm through Little Jiu's, and followed him outside.
"You brat, you're really something. You've got a whole pile of women, nothing like my devotion!" Flender pushed up his glasses, laughed heartily, and gave Little Jiu a punch.
Eleven years had passed. Upon meeting again, their joy was beyond words.
"Big Owl, you're doing pretty well yourself. Seeing Teacher Liu looking so radiant, I