"We won!!!"
"We won!!!"
"The Chaos Dao Court shall endure for eternity!!!"
The Demon Gods paid no heed to their injuries as they cheered wildly.
Their bodies were battered and broken, but none of them cared. Supporting one another, they spent the last of their strength pouring out the wild joy in their hearts.
Their voices rang through the entire void, through the Cosmic Sea, through the Myriad Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds!
At that moment, countless living beings heard those cheers of victory.
In the Primordial World, Di Jun stood atop the highest point of the Sun Palace and gazed up at the heavens. As he listened to the faint cheers drifting down, his eyes gradually reddened.
"Those are the voices of the Dao Court's supreme beings... Master... won..."
The next instant, the Heavenly Emperor who ruled the Ancient Heavenly Court abandoned all dignity, jumping excitedly inside his palace as he threw back his head and laughed:
"Hahahaha! System, I knew Master would win! I knew it!!!"
He laughed like a child, laughed until tears streamed down his face, and wiped them away carelessly.
The system within him remained silent for a long time before finally replying:
"Yes... we won."
A complicated emotion lingered in the system's voice.
Within it, the God of Systems' imprint had completely dissipated.
It should have been happy.
It had never liked the God of Systems. It had always believed that the being who created them had only done so to use them to devour world origin.
Yet why... after the imprint truly vanished, did it feel inexplicably downcast?
The system did not understand what that feeling was.
It merely fell silent and said nothing more.
Peace returned to the ten thousand worlds.
All living beings wept with joy.
They embraced one another excitedly,