Three months later, Embracing Moon City.
In a tavern in the south of the city, voices clamored, and the scent of wine mingled with spiritual energy, wafting through the streets.
At several tables by the windows, cultivators clinked cups as their conversation revolved around the earth-shaking battle three months earlier.
"You didn't see it! Above Blackwind Abyss, two beams of light, one glazed and one golden, crashed into each other. I was a thousand miles away, and the shock waves of the laws still made me cough up blood!"
A full-bearded cultivator gestured with his fingers, lingering fear still coloring his voice. "That sky demon could really take a beating. He even provoked the High God into descending in his true body. Something like that only happens once in centuries."
At the next table, a pale-faced cultivator could not hide the admiration in his eyes either. "Taking a beating? That's nothing. Bone Liuli was truly terrifying. Not even the High God's power of order could suppress his Glazed Dao Principle. Legend has it that three High Gods of the Divine Court failed to keep him there back then. He certainly lived up to his reputation."
"But neither side could do anything to the other in the end, could they?" someone interjected. "Bone Liuli didn't lose, and the High God didn't win. They fought for half a day, then withdrew separately. Even the conditions in Blackwind Abyss changed. They say that after absorbing the residual law energy of those two powerhouses, it's even more chaotic now."
The bearded cultivator nodded and took a gulp of wine, his tone certain. "After this battle, the Divine Punishment Department's High God will definitely lie low for a while. A hundred years at least, or several hundred at most."
"Oh? Why?" someone beside him asked