Xiu Yuan had lived through eight cycles of reincarnation, and his mental fortitude had long since surpassed that of ordinary people. Yet even he had nearly succumbed to that incredibly powerful pull just now.
"I'm never going near that place again..." Xiu Yuan shook his head and hurried far away.
After all, even he felt a lingering chill at the thoughts he had just entertained.
For now, he could only return empty-handed.
For a long time afterward.
Liyue and the Guili Plains enjoyed a period of peace amid the war.
Morax finally gained a complete understanding of Planet Befall.
From that moment onward, his combat prowess truly reached its peak.
When he faced Azhdaha again, he could finally fight him on equal footing.
Neither could get the better of the other.
Guizhong also finally invented a machine capable of fighting Demon Gods.
The Guizhong Ballista.
This thing possessed enough power to kill a Demon God.
Of course, that only applied to relatively ordinary Demon Gods. Against an Upper Demon God like Osial, it was still useless.
Although she could now build Guizhong Ballistas capable of killing Demon Gods, mass production remained impossible.
There was no helping it. This was not an industrial age, after all. Every component and casing essentially had to be made by hand.
Building a single Guizhong Ballista was therefore still incredibly time-consuming.
Without even realizing it, Morax also grew closer and closer to the mischievous Guizhong.
He smiled much more often, and his face became far more expressive. He no longer wore that stony expression of old.
But...
Good fortune would not stay with them forever.
"Big brother... something hasn't been right lately..." Zhongli said, his expression grave and worried.
"What is it?"
"No Demon God has attacked Liyue in six months. It's too strange."
"Six