A cloud boat accompanied by stars and moon, a graceful silhouette bathed in dawn.
That cloud boat from the Holy Mother Palace entered the heavens and earth of the Primordial Five Continents, flying unhurriedly toward the Northern Continent.
The few fairies aboard gradually reined in their smiles and stopped talking about the amusing happenings at the Holy Mother Palace...
"Big Sister, are we really going to persuade the Demon Race to withdraw?
Without an edict from Empress, can we succeed just by talking?"
"Even if we cannot, we must still try."
The leading fairy said gently, "Today, we must not claim that we came under Empress's orders. We need only mention that we serve at the Holy Mother Palace.
Empress gave us no edict because she did not wish to interfere with the great tide of the Heavenly Dao.
Now, most of the Demon Race has been exploited by a handful of old survivors from the Ancient Demon Court, dragging even more living beings into the tribulation. Empress is merely reminding them, which can be considered repayment for the friendship she once shared with the Demon Court."
"Big Sister, why do they always like fighting back and forth? Can't they simply follow the same path?"
"Who knows?"
The leading fairy's expression carried a trace of helplessness. Her pointed ears, sprouting fine white fur, revealed her origins in the ancient fox clan.
"Perhaps... they are simply unwilling to fade into obscurity like this."
The other three fairies, also born of the Demon Race, turned solemn at those words. They said no more, standing on the cloud boat and watching the lands below as they headed toward the border of Northern Julu Continent.
There, waves of demonic wind raged, and the starry night was obscured by dark clouds.
Black clouds drifted in