That year, we parted at the Evolving Ancestral Temple. The Desolate Forbidden Land led to the Other Shore, the Four Heroes of the Firmament went their separate ways. You were at one end of the Starry Sky, I at the other, and neither pair could meet.
After all these years, even the finest days and loveliest scenes must have felt empty. Though there might be a thousand kinds of charm, with whom could one share them?
Sorrow, oh sorrow—darkened the wild dog's fur and fattened the Daoist's belly.
They had thought that they would not meet again for at least a hundred years. By the time they did, everything would have changed, leaving Duan De and the Black Emperor deeply sorrowful—or so one might think.
When Qin Sheng and the others had just left through the Starry Sky Ancient Road in the Desolate Forbidden Land, Duan De and the Black Emperor had indeed felt wistful and reluctant to part. But once they calmed down, their sadness was gone.
Optimism flowed like the wind, forever accompanying the Three Scourges.
Most importantly, Qin Sheng had returned to Earth, where the Great Dao stood high and distant, while the Black Emperor and Duan De remained in Beidou, where the laws of heaven and earth had changed and cultivation had entered a golden age. This was an opportunity bestowed by heaven itself!
The Black Emperor and Duan De felt that when they met again in a few decades or a century, would they not be able to thoroughly put Little Qin in his place?
"Little Qin, this treasure carries a bloody calamity. You can't handle it. Let me do it."
"Little Qin, you said before that the Ruthless Emperor was stronger than the Emperor Wushi. I won't argue with you over that, but say