Stars hung from the vault of heaven; the night was clear, the clouds translucent.
Feng Luobin stood on the banks of the Luo River, watching the golden silhouette disappear into the distance. With a soft sigh, she turned into light and entered the underwater palace.
In the sky.
Jiang Yang traveled west, cloaked in stars and moonlight.
Before long, a streak of golden light landed in Asgard.
Asgard was brightly lit, and Odin was feasting in an open-air square.
His face was flushed, and he was overjoyed.
Frigga sat beside Odin, her expression tender.
They truly were the most perfect couple in the world, sharing sweetness and hardship for more than twenty thousand years, always faithful to each other.
Quite unlike Hera of Olympus, who had crushed the vase in her hands countless times.
Jiang Yang landed directly in the square. Odin was halfway through a drink when he hurriedly stood and gave Jiang Yang a hearty embrace.
"Jiang Yang, well done! How does breaking through to the sixth step feel? Come on, tell me what's different about the sixth step!"
"Brother Odin, what's this? You won't even give your little brother a sip of wine?"
Jiang Yang smiled helplessly.
Odin had reached the fifth step, but before he had even perfected it, he was already thinking about the sixth.
"Thor, hurry up and bring a barrel of wine! Your father and your Uncle Jiang are going to polish off a barrel!"
Behind Odin, a handsome, powerfully built young man hurriedly nodded and brought a large barrel of fine wine from the back.
"This fine wine was brewed from Asgard's rainbow flowers. Don't say your big brother is holding anything back!"
Odin took the wooden barrel from Thor and handed it to Jiang Yang, laughing loudly.
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