Xiaohuo'Er was a bit bewildered, but he nodded nonetheless.
"Yes, Master."
With that, he bowed and strode out of the Purple Cloud Palace.
.........
「Late Han Dynasty」
Everything returned to tranquility, as if nothing had ever happened.
「One year after the Battle of Guan Du」
"The Profound Yellow Emperor Venerable is in seclusion to break through to the next realm. The Northern Lands have been quiet for some time now..."
At Emperor Pass, within a grand hall, the leadership had gathered, the Daluo positioned at the highest seats.
Zhuge Kongming, sitting to the side, said with a solemn expression:
"But if my predictions are correct, that Ancient One could move to suppress us at any moment. I fear we will be powerless to stop him."
"Patience."
Emperor Xuandu opened his eyes, his voice grave.
"Amitabha has been suppressed. The Buddha Mother is likely still reeling and won't make a move in the short term. We have ninety-eight years left. Let's use this time to prepare."
