The new divine realm, the Holy City.
Nestled on the mountainside, the Holy City emanated a sacred white halo. Waterfalls cascaded down both sides, crashing against massive rocks and sending spray into the air, forming a rainbow bridge under the sunlight.
Below, amidst the grass, gods bore witness to a wedding.
He Li stood at the edge of the lake, beneath the rainbow bridge, acting as the officiant. He watched Xia Kuduo, hand in hand with the Divine Lord Yishu, walk towards him. He grinned like a fool. After the great war, after enduring blood and blades, nothing brought him more joy than witnessing his good brother, who had fought alongside him, get married.
The wedding was simple. What kind of wedding would gods have? It was merely He Li indulging his desire to be an MC. He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket, on which was written a congratulatory speech he had agonized over for nine days.
He Li chuckled and was about to read it aloud, under the watchful eyes of gods and demons alike. After a moment’s thought, he put it back into his pocket, his smile fading, his expression turning serious.
The assembled deities exchanged glances, wondering what their Lord of the Divine Realm, the God of Time, was up to now.
Finally, after a period of silence.
He Li looked at Xia Kuduo and Yishu, nodded solemnly, and said softly and sincerely, "Live well."
No flowery words, no poetic phrases. Live well. These simple four words were his best blessing to his good brother.
When everything returned to its essence, living well was their ultimate pursuit.
The banquet began. The gods rejoiced, and the demons were also in high spirits. He Li saw the three supreme demon lords. They exchanged no words, standing behind Chong Ming. They merely glanced at He Li before turning to leave.
Chong Ming smiled sheepishly and said, "Don't blame them. They are still dejected because of Cheng Xilin's matter."
He Li shook his head and replied, "It's alright. This can be considered Cheng Xilin's account to the demon race. His bond with the demon race will not be broken. Them standing behind you, does this mean they recognize you as their leader?"
Chong Ming’s face showed distress. "I didn't want this, but the attitude of the three supreme lords was very firm. I know what they mean; they no longer wish to manage the demon race, only to cultivate, hoping for the future."
"That's good too," He Li nodded, then asked, "Have you found the location for Guixu?"
"Yes, I have. It's in the deepest part of our southern battlefield, at the old site of the first divine camp you established." Chong Ming’s face brightened considerably when Guixu was mentioned.
"That's good."
He Li patted Chong Ming on the shoulder. Chong Ming was not the strongest of the demon race. Before him were Huoli Da Mingwang and Jinwu, and now the three supreme lords had returned. However, he was the most thoughtful, the most courageous, and possessed unwavering will among the entire demon race.
He Li strolled through the mangrove forest and saw a solitary figure in the distance. He walked over.
"Aren't you going to have a drink? I personally bought food and wine from human planets," He Li said.
"No, I'll be going back soon."
After a moment of silence, He Li said softly, "I'm very sorry about Chen Du."
"There's no need to apologize," Qing Yuan shook her head, her expression cold and unreadable. She simply said calmly, "He always said he wasn't a god, but a divine servant. He dedicated everything to you. This was his honor and his wish. I have fulfilled it, and I, as his wife, share in his glory."
At these words,
He Li's guilt weighed even heavier. "I have already searched through the nodes of the river of time to find Chen Du's divine essence fragments. Once found, I will cast them into the Pure Sea... Kuishu Ge
He will return."
Qing Yuan turned around, looking through the mangrove forest at Xia Kuduo and Yishu, who were surrounded by gods and basking in blessings. A flicker of envy crossed her eyes. She said nothing more. She hated He Li; if not for him, Chen Du would not have died. At the same time, she was also grateful to He Li; if not for him, Chen Du would not have come to the divine realm, and she would not have met him.
Whether hate or gratitude.
Things had reached this point, and words were useless. All she could do was trust He Li and wait.
The light of the wedding shone in He Li's eyes, and the sounds of joy echoed in his ears.
For his current position, if his own contribution was thirty percent, Chen Du's was seventy percent. It was Chen Du who had created this grand occasion, yet he could not witness it himself.
Perhaps imperfection was perfection, but that imperfect point should not have been Chen Du.
He Li did not cease his search for nodes in the river of time. He hoped to find the time node when Chen Du manifested divine essence in the divine realm. Even for a fleeting moment, he would capture it and cast it back into the Pure Sea, allowing him to be reborn.
Alas, there were too many "fleeting moments," and he had to search painstakingly. However, he firmly believed that he would find it.
Just then, Huai Xi walked over, naturally linking her arm with He Li's and standing beside him, accompanying him.
"You've met Xiao Yue and Uncle Li. Do you want to meet my other two good brothers?" He Li suddenly asked.
Huai Xi blinked in confusion. His other two good brothers? Did he have friends and brothers she didn't know about?
"Sure, I'd like to see if they're as interesting as Xiao Yue and Jin Fang," Huai Xi said with a smile.
He Li pursed his lips and smiled. They were very good.
...
"Flower, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but educating children requires methods and guidance. You can't just hit them. The pain is in your heart too, isn't it? You need to reason with them. Learn from Willow; those two little girls are educated very well."
He Li sprawled casually on the sofa. In front of him, the table was littered with food, messily scattered, and wine bottles rolled on the floor.
Kool and Willow were both in a semi-drunken state, sprawled on the sofa without any regard for their image.
"You just talk. If you have the ability, have one yourself, and it'll drive you mad," Kool said, then sighed with frustration, "That brat, I don't know who he takes after, he's too much of a troublemaker."
He Li and Willow exchanged a glance and burst into laughter, "He takes after his dad!"
...
In the sand-swept city, the street buildings were already decayed and corroded. Grit was everywhere. The sand in the sky seemed like bottomless whirlpools, terrifying.
At the end of the street,
A woman led a boy of five or six years old, walking along the dilapidated street.
"Mom, where are we going?" the little boy asked in confusion. "There's nothing here. We should go to Gushushan and Miluohai."
The woman, her face partially covered by a veil, revealed delicate features that were out of place in the surrounding environment. Even with her brows furrowed, she smiled at her son and said, "We will go, not just to Gushushan and Miluohai, but we will also go to Shenjing and Tuoyan Divine Palace."
"But not now. We have more important things to do now. You'll walk with Mom, okay?"
The little boy nodded as if he understood, walked beside his mother, and continued along the street, trudging forward against the wind and sand.
They entered a nearly collapsing building and went straight to the basement.
The woman searched through a pile of ruins, finally finding a brand-new round mirror. She held the mirror up to the little boy and asked, her voice trembling with nervousness,
"Son, what do you see?"
The little boy first looked at his mother in confusion, then at the mirror. In the mirror was himself, looking at himself. His young gaze was filled with bewilderment.
Suddenly,
The little boy in the mirror smiled.
The little boy froze. He was sure he hadn't smiled. Just as he was about to cry out to his mother in fear.
Immediately after,
The him in the mirror suddenly turned around, and the environment within the mirror turned into a hazy purple chaos. In that chaos, a dark red path appeared. The little boy walked on that dark red path, ignoring the man-eating chaotic aura on both sides, walking further and further away.
He stopped and glanced back at the little boy, smiling slightly.
...
The End of the Book