Primeval Demonic Realm, Three Imperial Cities. The War God Asura returned, and the whole world was shaken by the great battle.
Outside Third Prince's Manor, the demonic barrier laid down by the Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor shattered. Xuan Qing emerged, regaining his freedom after several months.
The black Demonic Emperor's Token blocked the aftermath of the battle, and the Third Imperial Prince of the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan once again entered the world's sight.
"The sunlight outside truly is so bright that it makes one nostalgic."
Xuan Qing looked at the buildings reduced to utter ruin around him, a smile appearing at the corner of his lips.
He had come out again. This time, it was his turn to strike back.
High in the void, Asura departed, and the three Devil Race emperors vanished along with him without lingering.
In the distance, Xuan Que approached and immediately congratulated the Third Prince on regaining his freedom.
"Ninth Brother."
Xuan Qing looked at the Ninth Brother before him. After a moment, he said, "Thank you."
"Third Imperial Brother already knew?"
Surprise appeared on Xuan Que's face.
"Brother is more familiar with Father's aura than anyone. Father's lingering aura is upon you, which means you went to the Farthest East to see Father." Xuan Qing smiled.
"It was what your younger brother ought to have done."
Xuan Que said softly, "Third Imperial Brother suffered an unjust grievance. Your younger brother was alone and powerless, unable to do anything, so I could only go to the Farthest East and ask the Demonic Emperor for help."
"Asura, the War God of our race."
Xuan Qing looked toward the direction Asura had departed and said calmly, "Ninth Brother, I will remember this favor."
The corners of Xuan Que's lips curved up, and he bowed once more.