The people of the world bustled about, looking forward to peaceful days ahead.
In the year since Su Mo had disappeared, every region had begun to flourish again of its own accord.
Now, the Ninth Realm had only one nation...
Everyone knew that all the national fortune power lay in Su Mo's hands. Su Mo was the sole Emperor of the entire world.
They needed only to wait for Su Mo to return, and he could establish a national name, found the nation, and lead the world into a brand-new chapter...
Great Hua's Imperial City...
A ripple passed through the void, and a dazzling white-clad figure appeared above the Imperial City, riding his peerless Battle Beast.
The people in the Imperial City looked up one after another and saw that radiance of a flourishing age in the sky.
His white robes fluttered, the golden dragon patterns on his Confucian Robe dazzling with the splendor of a flourishing age.
His white hair was simply tied atop his head. A small Bronze Ancient Mirror hung from his hair ribbon, swaying as the wind blew...
His gentle, scholarly bearing also carried an Emperor's sense of the mortal world, while the Divine Race Pattern on his forehead revealed divine presence, and his eyes shone with the Dao essence of various fused Dao Arts.
The moment Su Mo appeared, several figures rushed out of the Imperial Palace and flew before him.
As they reached the void before Su Mo, he swung down from the Void Beast's back and smiled at them.
Prince Ying's Princess Consort, Prince Ying, Eunuch Ji...
"Mo'er..."
Tears filled Prince Ying's Princess Consort's eyes as she slowly walked up to Su Mo.
"Mother, I'm back..." Su Mo looked at Prince Ying's Princess Consort, his eyes reddening slightly and his heart softening.
"It's