The heavens and earth were formed, the years unfolded, and a grand age began: the primordial world.
The phoenix was born from primordial chaos, and perched atop a parasol tree.
The Heavenly Dao changed, and Purgatory descended, bringing devastation to the world.
All living beings united as one and launched a war against Heaven.
Countless spirits surged forth, shaking the six directions; lightning flashed and thunder rolled throughout the cosmos.
Profound arts blazed forth as light and darkness alternated. The heavens collapsed and the earth split, with no end in sight.
The Heavenly Dao was wounded, and living beings suffered. Whatever the outcome, the people would pay the price.
"You spent ten thousand years of cultivation to help her enter reincarnation. Was it worth it?"
"It was worth it!"
"Do you know that after reincarnating, she will forget you? She will never know all that you did for her. Do you still think it was worth it?"
"It was worth it. As long as it helps her, it's all worth it."
"You're truly beyond saving!"
A man clad in golden armor stood before the Gate of Reincarnation, her magnificent silhouette engraved in his eyes.
"Wuyou!"
The woman inside the gate looked back. The power of reincarnation warped space, blurring her figure until only its general outline could be seen.
Whether it is the Heavenly Dao or all living beings, after all the years to come, I only hope you can live happily. I will help you bear this responsibility... He had a thousand things to say, but at that moment they caught in his throat. He gazed at her, then finally whispered two words:
"Take care."
The woman's lips moved, but she said nothing. She turned and took a step into reincarnation, embarking on a brand-new journey.
