"Alas~"
Another guest arrived at the Black Shop.
It was the Great Moon God, Wang Shu.
She did not attend her sister's wedding in person but chose to watch the live broadcast with Xuanqing here.
Seeing the celestial wedding completed, Wang Shu's expression was somewhat complex.
She seemed happy for Chang Xi, yet also somewhat lamenting the unfair circumstances her sister had to endure.
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Eons passed, time flowed like a river.
In the mundane worlds of all heavens, it was sufficient to turn seas into mulberry fields, allowing countless civilizations to rise and fall in succession.
Yet in the Primordial Universe, this was merely a brief seclusion for the sacred beings, or a move and wait in a grand game of chess.
Since the new Heavenly Emperor took the throne and smoothly established the "Demon Sect," declaring it before the Three Realms, the entire Primordial universe entered into a new era of development—calm on the surface, yet turbulent beneath.
