Outside the Calamity Abyss.
The Undead army, having received the command from the Nine Nether Queen—or rather, Wang Feng—retreated swiftly like a receding tide.
Massive Undead Monarchs like the Corpse of the Mountain Peak and the Ghastly King strode with heavy steps, quickly leaving the battlefield.
Even if magic landed on them, they showed no intention of fighting back.
After all, this was a command issued by their King!
Boom~!
Boom~!!
Boom~!!!
Millions of Undead retreated completely within a short period, leaving behind only a scarred land.
If not for the lingering remnants of magic and death energy in the air, no one would believe that a world-shattering battle had just taken place here...
"The Undead... have retreated."
"We survived!"
"Excellent, we won, Ancient Capital won!"
After everyone came to their senses, they felt a sense of relief and even began to cheer joyfully.
"Wang Councilor and the others... succeeded?" Han Ji murmured.
"The Calamity Abyss is starting to drift." Zhu Meng stared at the Calamity Abyss ten kilometers away.
Everyone followed his gaze and saw that the space around the Calamity Abyss began to collapse, as if torn apart by an invisible giant hand.
This time, the Calamity Abyss did not appear within Ancient Capital City but vanished without a trace, leaving only a vast expanse of dense death energy.
After the Skyhawk Mages confirmed through their reconnaissance that the Calamity Abyss had not appeared within a hundred-kilometer radius of Ancient Capital, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"They succeeded, they really did it!" Zhu Meng's eyes welled up with a hint of moisture.
This battle was too difficult, so difficult that any slight mistake would have turned everyone present into a part of the Calamity Abyss!
Just then, a silver vortex suddenly appeared in the sky.
Several figures descended from the vortex: Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Su Xiaoluo, Fang Gu... and Chop Kong, who somehow managed to get in!
...Three days later.
The Nine Nether Queen quietly returned before the Blood Throne, kneeling respectfully before Wang Feng:
"My King, the Undead army has been properly arranged."
"Good. The empire is yours to manage from now on. Await my command; there will be an even grander stage for you to perform on in the future." Wang Feng said slowly.
The Nine Nether Queen raised her head and softly asked, "Is my King leaving? Is he not planning to do anything to me?"
As she spoke, she brushed aside a strand of hair that fell across her chest, her beautiful eyes full of provocation.
Hearing this, Wang Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes at her.
The Nine Nether Queen was a pure spirit, without a physical body. Even if she stood naked before him, he couldn't do anything to her now.
Unless his spiritual power reached above the ninth realm, allowing him to condense spiritual power into a physical form!
"Hmph, you just wait. Sooner or later, I'll make you taste my power!"
The Nine Nether Queen covered her mouth and chuckled, her voice as melodious as silver bells: "As you command, my King~"
...When Wang Feng returned to Ancient Capital, the city had already begun its reconstruction efforts.
Amidst the ruins, people busily moved stones and repaired damaged buildings. The air was filled with the scent of dust and hope.
Wang Feng first went to the outskirts of the North City.
The Xuan Serpent's massive body was coiled there, like a colossal dark green mountain.
"Xuan Serpent, I've kept you waiting." Wang Feng walked up to the Xuan Serpent and said softly.
The Xuan Serpent slowly opened its eyes, and seeing Wang Feng standing before it unharmed, a hint of relief flashed in its eyes.
It let out a low hiss, as if responding to Wang Feng's words.
"Come back first. When we get back, I'll treat you to crayfish!"
Wang Feng smiled, reached out and touched the Xuan Serpent's cold scales, then took out the Totem Bead and absorbed the Xuan Serpent into it.
After putting away the Xuan Serpent, Wang Feng turned and walked towards Ancient Capital's inner city... Clock Tower Magic Association.
"Wang Councilor! You're back!"
Upon seeing Wang Feng, Han Ji stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with pleasant surprise.
Three days had passed, and he had initially believed that Wang Feng had disappeared with the Calamity Abyss, so he never expected Wang Feng to reappear before him.
"Yes, how are the casualties in Ancient Capital?" Wang Feng asked.
"Thanks to Wang Councilor, the casualties are not significant. Nearly three-quarters of the mages who participated in the battle survived, and all the Super-level mages are still alive." Han Ji said with some relief.
Wang Feng couldn't help but sigh at the news.
He now deeply understood the cruelty of war.
Currently, it was just a disaster for Ancient Capital; the sea monster invasion a few years later—he dared not imagine how cruel that would be...
"Oh, by the way, Wang Councilor, this is for you." Han Ji took out a small wooden box from his 懷 and handed it to Wang Feng: "I originally thought this item wouldn't reach your hands, but thankfully, it ultimately did."
Wang Feng took the wooden box, opened it, and found a very familiar medal inside—it was a Councilor's medal.
Aside from the city mark changing from Hangzhou to Ancient Capital, its style was identical to the one from Hangzhou.
"I hope Wang Councilor won't dislike it." Han Ji smiled slightly.
"Of course not..." Wang Feng shook his head.
He naturally wouldn't refuse; an identity, the more layers the better, no one would dislike it!
An identity that others might spend their entire lives unable to attain, Wang Feng now possessed two such identities.
Both Ancient Capital and Hangzhou were High-level Magic Associations.
Even if a Honorary Councilor didn't have actual authority, with just these two identities, Wang Feng could walk freely across the country.
If needed, he could even have Super-level bodyguards accompany him for protection!
Those with higher status than him could be counted on less than two hands!
"Originally, we also planned to give Ancient Capital's votes to Wang Councilor, but because Wang Councilor is already the National Government Team captain, and due to some other factors, all the votes were given to your companion—Mo Fan." Han Ji added.
Wang Feng nodded, not minding it.
"However, if we only give you a Honorary Councilor identity, it would seem like Ancient Capital is treating its hero too poorly." Han Ji continued:
"Our Ancient Capital Museum houses many treasures passed down through generations. If you don't mind, you can pick a few."
Hearing this, Wang Feng suddenly remembered a treasure.
"No need to pick. I remember there's a feather robe called 'Lapis Lazuli Phoenix Feather' in the Ancient Capital Museum, right? That one will do." Wang Feng said.
"Alright, I'll have someone deliver it to you later." Han Ji readily agreed...
After learning from Han Ji that Lingling and her companions were still in Ancient Capital, Wang Feng went to the courtyard where Lingling was staying.
As soon as he stepped through the entrance, he saw Lingling sitting on a swing, lost in thought, looking quite haggard.
"Lingling." Wang Feng called softly.
Hearing Wang Feng's voice, Lingling trembled, looked over, and upon seeing Wang Feng, tears instantly welled up in her eyes.
"Wang Feng! You're alive!" She rushed over without hesitation and directly threw herself into Wang Feng's arms.
Lingling wrapped her arms around Wang Feng's neck, hanging onto him like a small tree koala.
She looked up, her large, watery eyes gazing at Wang Feng, her voice slightly choked:
"I thought, I thought..."
"Shh, I told you, I'd be fine." Wang Feng gently stroked Lingling's back.
Lingling buried her face in his shoulder and mumbled softly:
"Don't do that again next time. I... I don't want to change partners again."
Wang Feng smiled and ruffled her hair: "Okay, I promise you."