Holy Kesha fell, and the entire universe was shaken. The tens of thousands of years of tug-of-war between angels and demons seems to be over. The demons won, the angels were severely injured, and the heroic company was separated. He Xi is sitting on the throne that once belonged to the God of the universe. The empty hall is sacred and solemn. Through the clouds, he can look down on all living things from here. She raised her head and could see the unparalleled carvings on Merlot's heavenly dome. It had witnessed the tens of thousands of years of changes in the era, with confrontations, betrayals, and fights. She had heard cries, oaths, and cheers... However, there had never been a loneliness like this moment.