The world was waiting to be rebuilt, and everything was returning to the proper path. The Emperor returned to the Imperial City and erected monuments and built shrines for Liao Ming and all the brave souls who had sacrificed themselves fighting the monster army alongside him. The First Prince also finally recognized his duty. He no longer kept blindly hiding, and began attending court assemblies with his younger brothers.
Liao Ming's death was an eternal pain in his heart! It had originally been a responsibility he should have borne, yet because of his own selfishness, Liao Ming had been made to shoulder the heavy burden that belonged to him. Now, everyone saw the First Prince's diligence. Aside from relief, there was even more sighing. This kind of growth was regrettable; the price had been too great.
After Liao Xing freed himself from government affairs, he immediately took his wife and wanted to go to Two Mountains. But the prince, who had returned to the city, kept him behind. After learning that hidden currents were now surging through the cultivation world, Liao Xing could only remain in the Imperial City in frustration.
"Cultivate properly!" In Liao Zhihe's heart, there had always been an intuition telling him that the matter was not yet over!
Deep within the Divine Temple of the Wildlands stood a pavilion that stored books and records. Because most of what was kept inside were miscellaneous writings and strange accounts, the people of the Demon Sect were not very interested in it, and very few people ever came here.
"You little brat, what have you hidden this time?" Yuyangzi discovered that the final disciple he had newly taken in was once again not practicing properly. After searching for a long time, he finally found him in the Book Tower.