Another few years passed.
With the Fire Phoenix King's final unsuccessful assault on the Li Xiao Sect's grand array,
the demon race's main forces began to gradually retreat, taking the blood sacrifices they had reared over the years with them.
What they couldn't take, they set ablaze, leaving behind a scorched wasteland…
Though the outcome was tragic, the thirty-plus years of war finally showed a glimmer of hope for an end!
Victorious songs resounded on the front lines, and the long-fallen Linglong Immortal City was once again reclaimed, the situation looking very promising!
...
Qinghua Villa.
Wu Lingshuang sat by the window, dressed in a simple and elegant blue long skirt, with her hair meticulously styled, looking no older than in her thirties.
