With Qin Mu's words, the atmosphere grew lively once more.
After a round of socializing, amid the crowd's good-natured teasing and well-wishes, Qin Mu scooped up the bashful Xi He and carried her straight into the cave dwelling that had long since been prepared.
On their wedding night, even the Great Dao was gentle.
And so, this grand wedding that had shaken the Primordial Wilderness came to a perfect close.
Time passed.
In the blink of an eye, a thousand years went by.
Over the course of those thousand years, the Primordial World seemed peaceful on the surface, but beneath it, undercurrents surged.
At the heart of a hidden forbidden zone in the Demon Race's Heavenly Realm.
A towering altar had been erected there.
The altar looked ancient, its surface covered in countless profound runes that flowed with light.
The runes seemed almost alive, constantly drawing in power that gathered from every direction.
There were countless other altars like this one throughout the Demon Race's Heavenly Realm, though none were as large as this ten-thousand-zhang altar.
All those subsidiary altars were linked to this main altar by a secret technique, continuously channeling power and Fortune to it.
At that moment, a figure stood beneath the main altar. It was none other than Fuxi, the Demon Race's Xi Huang.
"Whew..."
Looking at the towering, imposing altar before him, Fuxi let out a long breath and murmured with a sigh:
"After a thousand years, it's finally finished."
After his words, Fuxi did not linger. With a flash, he vanished from the spot.
A thousand years earlier, he had been ordered by the Yao Emperor, Dijun, to build the altars.
Dijun had also provided the method for constructing them.
It contained all sorts of principles of construction, many of which Fuxi had