On the Eight Extremes Star, I awakened the twelve talismans.

He wore the familiar smile, still with that carefree attitude, his hair dyed gold in the afterglow of the holy light.

As soon as he landed, he waved to Roman and grinned, "Hehe, Roman, we're not late, are we?"

Roman looked at the mother and child, more relaxed than ever: "No, you've come at the perfect time. It's been a long time since I've seen Aunt Xin."

Cynthia tilted her head slightly, glanced at Roman, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

When she turned to Youlan, that smile vanished without a trace, like a thin mist blown away by the wind.

All that remained was a cold, indifferent expression, as if they were complete strangers.

Cynthia said coldly, "Youlan, you once used Merlin's life to blackmail me. I only willingly allowed myself to be imprisoned by you for more than ten years and subjected to the Shadow Clan's punishments in order to protect the safety of him and his son."

"I accepted more than a decade of imprisonment in darkness, because I thought you would at least keep your promise and let them go. But I misjudged you from beginning to end."

"But I never expected that your true target has always been my power of light."

"You imprisoned me only for your own selfish desires."

She raised her right hand, and the Holy Sword of Light appeared out of thin air in her palm, the golden holy light flowing across its blade.

The sword tip slowly rose, pointing directly at the dark waves in the sky.

"From this day forward, I have no further connection with the Shadow Clan. I, Cynthia, hereby formally sever ties with the Shadow Clan, no longer bound by their rules, nor serving them."

"If you dare utter a single word of dissent, I will slaughter the entire Dark Night Star."

As soon as she said this, the Shadow Clan members around the square all gasped in shock.

Break away from the Shadow Clan...

This is something that has never happened before in the tens of millions of years of Shadow Clan history.

But when Cynthia said those words, they carried immense weight, and she certainly had the right to say them.

Cynthia's reputation as the strongest person in the history of the Shadow Clan is well-deserved.

Before betraying the Shadow Clan, she was a general of the Shadow Clan, renowned for her military exploits and widespread fame.

He led the Shadow Clan army in countless hard-fought battles and made great contributions to the Shadow Clan's expansion of territory.

Their strength was so great that no one in the entire Shadow Clan dared to challenge them.

Even Youlan herself had to be wary of Cynthia in her prime.

Youlan did not react.

He didn't even show the slightest bit of anger.

Even in her prime, she was someone he feared. Now, although she has been imprisoned for many years and her strength has diminished, she must be fearless since she dares to stand here.

Taking action rashly would come at too high a price.

He suppressed the surging malice in his eyes and put on a gentler expression: "Cynthia, you've just come out, why be so tense right away? What's on your mind? Sit down and talk it out."

That was said politely, and the tone was quite humble; someone else might have accepted it gracefully.

But Cynthia was no stranger.

"Youlan, don't waste what little patience I have left."

"I'm standing here talking to you out of consideration for our shared kinship. Keep your petty thoughts to yourself."

"I'll say it again: from this day forward, I have no further connection with the Shadow Clan."

The holy sword in her hand tilted slightly, and the light on its blade suddenly intensified, illuminating the entire square.

The smile on Youlan's face vanished completely.

Just as they were about to say something, a white light suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the center of the square.

The light came without any warning.

After the light faded, a young man stood in the same spot; it was Ye Han.

He surveyed the unfamiliar land around him, the square filled with Shadow Clan members of various appearances, and the lingering chill in the air.

"It should be back to the normal timeline by now," he muttered, still somewhat uncertain.

Ye Han suddenly appeared, and countless gazes turned to him.

Suddenly, the tense standoff between the two sides was interrupted by this unexpected guest.

"Ye Han? We're here!" McDonald's voice came from the side.

Youlan's gaze swept over Ye Han, then passed over him and landed on McDonald behind Cynthia.

There was a faint resemblance between Cynthia and the young man's features.

In a flash, he had already made up his mind.

Cynthia's son met this young man who appeared out of nowhere.

The relationship must be quite close.

Since that's the case, why not make use of it?

The moment the thought crossed her mind, Youlan's hand moved.

With a wave of his hand, a surge of shadow power emerged from nowhere, transforming into an invisible hand that enveloped Ye Han and pulled him toward him.

The attack was extremely fast and unexpected.

I figured that a mere young man would be easy to capture.

However, before he could pull the person close and envelop Ye Han in his shadow power, he vanished in the blink of an eye.

Ye Han's figure reappeared in the shattered shadows, his face bearing a bewildered expression.

"Is this guy crazy?"

Ye Han spoke these words in a light and unhurried manner, but his steps were anything but hesitant.

He took a step forward and kicked Youlan squarely in the chest.

It looked plain and unadorned, without any fancy energy light, but the moment it landed on Youlan, the seemingly unbreakable shadow shield around him shattered like paper.

Youlan was kicked headfirst like a meteorite and crashed into the ground.

The entire Dark Night Star was violently shaken, and large sections of the stone slabs on the plaza were shaken up, with cracks spreading out in all directions like a spider web.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and the entire venue was deathly silent.

Roman, Oak, and Gundam stared wide-eyed.

Oak said, "Am I seeing things? That's Ye Han? When did he become so strong?"

A hint of emotion flickered across Cynthia's usually calm face.

There are only a handful of people in this starry sea who can shatter the Dark Wave Shield with a single kick, and she has never seen this young man before.

The Shadow Clan members surrounding the plaza were completely silent.

When Cynthia announced her departure from the Shadow Clan, some people whispered among themselves, but now no one dares to make any rash moves.

What they had just witnessed was so absurd that they didn't even have time to feel fear.

McDonald came out, unconcerned about the atmosphere, and spoke in a friendly tone, as if reuniting with an old friend:

"Ye Han, what brings you here?"

"I knew you were strong, but I didn't expect you to be this strong—that was Youlan, you kicked her away in one go. But if you ask me, that kick was well done!"

"Come, let me introduce you. This is my mother, Cynthia."

Ye Han's gaze followed his direction and landed on the woman holding the Holy Sword of Light.

Cynthia was also looking at him. Their eyes met, and they nodded as a greeting.

McDonald then turned to Roman and patted him on the shoulder: "This is Red-Eyed Roman, who's kind of my brother."

"Mom, this is Ye Han, whom I told you about before. He helped me a lot along the way. If it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't have made it this far."

At this moment, Ye Han's gaze shifted between Cynthia and McDonald a few times.

McDonald just said, "Is this his mother?"

Only then did I realize what was happening, and I asked, "Your mother?"

"yes."