In the Moon Worshipper Ancient Land, the Phoenix Body stood quietly atop the altar, watching Ning Chen and Qing Ling depart.
Amid the stars, two streams of light sped past, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
A month later, Ning Chen returned to the Purple Star Divine Realm. The kings of the Divine Realm bowed in salute, respectfully welcoming back the Purple Star Realm Lord.
Upon the lofty peak surrounded by countless floating islands, Ning Chen walked forward and stood suspended at the summit, keeping watch over the human world.
Behind him came the creak of wheelchair wheels. Peacock appeared and quietly kept him company.
A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. In the first century after the demonic calamity, humanity rebuilt from the ruins and weathered its most difficult days.
Over those hundred years, humanity's kings tirelessly traveled in all directions, quelling wars, purging the remnants of the demonic realm, and laboring for humanity's reconstruction.
On the lofty peak of the Purple Star Divine Realm, battle reports arrived from time to time. Ning Chen stood quietly before the peak, gazing upon the human world, yet rarely spoke.
Nearly all the reports that came in were personally handled by Peacock. The Divine Realm's holy maiden displayed a rare brilliance of talent and strategy.
After the first century had passed, the wars in all directions had largely been quelled, and humanity's reconstruction was gradually completed. Before the Divine Realm's lofty peak, the kings of the Underworld came one after another to bid farewell. The Ten Yama Kings, who had gathered to eradicate the demonic scourge, had once again reached the time to part ways.
"Knowing Fate, until we meet again."
On Purple Star Divine Peak, Xia Ziyi and Consort Luo, the last to bid farewell, looked at