A single day passed in a flash.
Fuhai District, at dusk.
The afterglow of the setting sun descended upon Jianghai.
The Golden Dragon Dharma Aspect that had been coiling and roaming the sky dissipated, leaving the heavens tranquil.
The oppressive pressure that had lingered for so long vanished. Many vehicles and Star Martial Artists at the district's main entrance began to depart, and the citizens who had come to watch the spectacle filed out one after another.
"They've all left."
Elder Li stood on the second-floor balcony, his hands clasped behind his back. He gazed into the distance, watching as people vanished from sight one by one, silently observing the scene outside the district.
He stayed there until after the sun had set.
By then, Fuhai District was completely deserted.
Only then did he return indoors, satisfied.
The atmosphere inside was lively. The clatter of pots and pans came from the kitchen, accompanied by a continuous stream of enticing aromas.
