A long silence fell over the Ten Thousand Radiance Hall.
For a time, no one spoke, because they had no idea where to begin.
Nine Demon Sovereigns, the destruction of the Demon Realm, the Immortal Realm's betrayal, the pact to keep the flame alive.
Those few brief words held a staggering wealth of information. Even they, who had followed Si Chen and seen so much, needed time to digest it.
Everyone exchanged glances. They had never imagined that the Ancestral Court in the lower realm had such a story behind it.
In the end, Red Wind spoke first.
"Then, back then..." He looked at Zhu Yao. "Did you know who you were?"
Zhu Yao shook her head.
"When I woke up, I remembered nothing. I was exactly the person you knew."
"Only after I returned to the Demon Realm and sensed Fusang did my memories begin coming back, little by little."
"The same went for my strength. Even with Fusang's help, returning to my peak would take a long time..."
"That was why I..."
At that, she glanced at Si Chen.
That was also why she had asked Si Chen to wait a hundred years for her.
Si Chen smiled and reached up to gently stroke her head.
Gray Gray raised their head, glanced at Si Chen's hand, then at Red Bean's head, and pushed their head between the two of them with a little "Mm-ah," making Si Chen chuckle.
Black Mountain mulled it over for a while, then murmured, "I never imagined those Dragon Race ancestors had such backbone."
"Ying Cang was a true man, Yu Jiutian was truly free-spirited, and Shi Yin was truly ruthless..."
His voice suddenly dropped. "And that one from the Ao clan..."
Everyone fell silent at his words. Those dragons truly commanded respect, unlike