Mu En's palm strike outside Heaven Dou City.
Like the final toll of a great bell at dusk, it rang heavily in the heart of every ambitious schemer.
The will of a Limit Douluo was the most insurmountable boundary of this era.
Xia Ming's distant journey might have taken away certain variables, but Mu En remained a pillar that steadied the seas.
He had forcefully extinguished countless dangerous fantasies that had only just ignited or were beginning to stir.
Under the balance of absolute power and reality, the dust of conflict settled with extraordinary speed.
Not long afterward, delegations from the Heavenly Soul Empire and the Star Luo Empire
formally signed an agreement at an important border town between the two sides.
The two nations took the territories formerly belonging to the Dou Ling Empire that they currently occupied as their border, mutually refusing to recognize the other's claims to disputed land beyond its own controlled region.
As an additional condition, the Heavenly Soul Empire publicly promised
to cease its open pursuit of the fleeing direct descendants of the Xue Family.
Of course, political compromise could not mend every rift.
The Mysterious Underworld Sect naturally could not, as some had imagined, return in its entirety to the Heavenly Soul Empire upon the signing of the agreement.
They chose to remain in the Star Luo Empire and take root in new soil.
The Star Luo imperial family greatly welcomed this.
A major sect like this would be treated as an honored guest no matter which continental power it wished to join.
As for the Heavenly Soul imperial family, they maintained silence. The complicated reasons behind it were not for outsiders to know.
The continent temporarily returned to peace, and nearly two years passed in a flash.
Beneath the calm surface, the