Night fell, and stars glittered overhead like brilliant diamonds embedded in the firmament.
Though the battle had ravaged two realms, Stone Village had not grown desolate. Instead, it was immersed in a rare atmosphere of celebration.
A huge bonfire blazed in the open space at the village entrance. Crimson flames licked at the night sky, crackling as sparks occasionally burst free and flew upward, mingling with the starlight.
The fragrance of roasted meat mingled with the rich aroma of wine, drifting far on the night wind of the Great Wilderness.
"Drink! No one's allowed to use divine power to sober up tonight!"
Shi Hao held up a huge stone bowl, his face flushed red in the firelight.
With one foot propped on a stone stool, he addressed Qin Hao beside him with boisterous enthusiasm. "Little brother, I bet you've never had liquor this strong or meat this delicious at Immortal Mountain! Tonight, your big brother's going to show you how to feast!"
Qin Hao had taken off his signature Silver War Armor and changed into coarse hemp clothes.
Though he still wasn't used to this rustic style of banquet, looking at the simple, warmhearted villagers around him and the brother who cared for him so deeply, a long-missed smile appeared on his normally stern face.
"Sure! I'll do as you say, big brother!" Qin Hao raised his bowl and drained it in one go.
Not far away, Shi Ziling and Qin Yining sat nestled together, watching their two outstanding sons with eyes full of contentment and peace.
At that moment, no Upper Realm Dao Lineage or Supreme with an Immortal Bone could feel as real as this scene of a family reunited.
On the other side of the bonfire, however, the scene was quite different.
There was no rowdy drinking