Thirty-Three Heavens, Yao Race Heavenly Court.
The resplendent Lingxiao Treasure Hall was now veiled in a layer of ashen white.
Dijun gazed at the only young son remaining by his side, the Tenth Golden Crow Prince. In the eyes of this Heavenly Emperor who ruled over all demons and looked down upon the Great Desolation, a rare trace of weariness and sorrow surfaced.
Xihe's disgrace and the deaths of his nine sons had left his heart wrung with anguish.
"The Yao Race's grand hegemony may become moonlight reflected in a mirror, flowers seen in water. Yet our race's bloodline must not be severed." Dijun murmured to himself.
Taking the young Tenth Golden Crow Prince with him, Dijun tore the void and headed Outside Chaos, reaching the outskirts of Wa Huang Palace in merely a few years.
Under Fairy Jin Ning's guidance, Dijun led the young Tenth Golden Crow Prince into Wa Huang Palace.
Before Empress Nuwa's holy countenance, Dijun bowed deeply, no longer able to spare a thought for the dignity of a Heavenly Emperor.
"Saint Nuwa, the great calamity of the Yao Race Heavenly Court is at hand.
For the sake of past karma and the fortune offerings of the Heavenly Court, I beg the Saint to take in this child and preserve a single spark of incense for the Yao Race."
Empress Nuwa sat upright upon her Cloud Bed, her phoenix eyes lowered as she looked at the humbled Dijun and the little Golden Crow whose wings had yet to fully grow. She let out a soft sigh.
Raising her jade hand slightly, Nuwa sent forth a gentle holy light that swept the Tenth Golden Crow Prince to her side. "I already understand Fellow cultivator Dijun's intentions.
This child may become my Registered Disciple and dwell temporarily in