Several years later, the evils of the Great Chao Country no longer existed, entering a true era of prosperity and peace.
Xie Jiuxiao's body had borne the Heavenly Yin Evil for too many years, and despite surviving past the age of twenty-six, his health had severely declined.
In the midst of the Consort's cries, Xie Jiuxiao's soul departed from his body.
Yu Nianzhao had already been waiting for him by the side, her face neither joyful nor mournful, but instead carrying a compassion that transcended the earthly realm.
"Zhaozhao, have you come to take me back to the Underworld?"
Xie Jiuxiao walked towards her, willing to embrace life or death with her, whether in the mortal realm or the underworld.
"Will you go with me to the Underworld or... return to where you originally belong?"
Yu Nianzhao looked at him eagerly, offering him a choice.
"Where I belong?"
For some reason, upon hearing Yu Nianzhao say these words, memories surfaced in his mind.
