No feast lasts forever. After several days of revelry, the bustle finally began to subside!
Countless people returned home, and the vast Big Dipper seemed to quiet down as well!
After all, the events of these past few days needed time to sink in!
It was still that same valley, but it had now become a Holy Land!
With the power of a Great Emperor and the Dao arts, this place had been transformed into a Holy Land!
Yan Ruyu's cascading green hair had now been pinned up! This was a custom of the Demon Race; after marrying, women would pin up their hair!
Ruyu, once fairy-like, now carried a composed and steady air!
With a slight smile, she set down her teacup and said, "Ancestor... take your time talking with Ren. I'll excuse myself first!"
Ren sipped his tea without saying much, wearing only a gentle smile!
Azure Emperor, on the other hand, had guilt in his eyes! After all, Azure Emperor's descendants could originally have become a clan akin to the Desolate Ancient Clan and gathered the Demon Race together!
Unfortunately, Azure Emperor had vanished. He had left behind neither his Emperor Weapon nor much of a foundation, only an Emperor Scripture. Nothing else remained!
Relying on the Emperor Scripture and their bloodline, they could naturally flourish for several generations! But time was merciless, and they ultimately could not escape decline, until only Yan Ruyu remained!
It was only natural that Azure Emperor felt guilty!
Azure Emperor shook his head and said, "Over all these years, Ruyu has truly suffered, as have all my descendants!"
Azure Emperor sighed, but the guilt on his face eventually faded away!
Ren sipped his tea and said, "Azure Emperor... what's past is past! There's no need to mention these matters again!"
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