Demons from the Western Wilderness have entered the Southern Diaspora, and the situation in Fairy Valley is turbulent—this is a sign of impending disaster!
The peace of the Southern Diaspora's land is likely to end.
Who knows when the Sword Saint will come out of seclusion?
Alas!
Guang Xiaoyu sighed lightly, feeling melancholic and helpless.
She was no longer the Demon Emperor, just a minor cultivator of the imperial way. If true calamity was to come, she had no power to prevent it, no means to make a change. All she could do was watch quietly as events unfolded.
"Cow, come, follow me into seclusion," Guang Xiaoyu said with a carefree laugh, "When I emerge from seclusion, that will be the time to suppress my brother."
Lao Huang rolled its eyes.
Human and bovine gradually disappeared into the distance.
...
「In Fairy Valley, the Fifth Court.」
The scholar was shocked. "Our ancestor is still alive?"
