The Demon King is back, leading adorable kids on an adventure around the world!

Zhang Tianzheng and Li Daoran stood at a distance, supporting each other.

Zhang Tianzheng's dark green spiritual power dimmed considerably, but he still used a wisp of his remaining spiritual power to seal the wound on Li Daoran's left arm.

Li Daoran's fists were covered in blood, and two of his finger bones were broken, but he still clenched his fists and refused to let go.

"Old Zhang, did you ever imagine you'd end up fighting on Dao Zun's territory?"

Li Daoran grinned and asked while gasping for breath.

"no."

Zhang Tianzheng shook his head, his dark green hair swaying gently in the starlight.

"Ten thousand years ago, I thought I would die in the Great War of the Immortal Realm. Ten thousand years later, I thought I would die of old age in the Battle Heaven Immortal Sect. I never expected that in the end, I would fight alongside my little friend Nian Nian in this battle."

"Was that satisfying?"

"happy."

The three Demon Abyss brothers slumped onto a fragment of void in the distance, dark golden demonic energy slowly flowing around them, repairing the damage they had suffered in the battle.

Mo Yuan's left arm was broken, Mo Xu had three broken ribs, and Mo Chen's back was slapped with a charred scar by the palm print of an extraterrestrial powerhouse.

None of the three brothers spoke; they simply sat quietly, listening to their own breathing and the sound of the darkness dissipating in the distance.

"Big brother," Mo Xu suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

"Following Lady Nian Nian was definitely the right decision."

"Hmm." Mo Yuan nodded, something flickering in his dark golden pupils. "That's right."

The four clan leaders of the demon realm transformed into human form and each found a place to sit cross-legged and meditate.

The dragon chieftain's golden scales were mostly shattered, and one of his horns was broken, but he still managed to send a wisp of his dragon breath to help the phoenix chieftain stabilize the chaotic flames within his body.

Hundreds of the Phoenix Clan Chief's fire feathers were knocked off, and the Phoenix's body shrank to tens of thousands of miles, but her eyes remained bright.

The Qilin clan chief's nine-colored scales were cracked in more than ten places. He sat silently to the side, slowly introducing the law of earth into his body to repair the cracks.

The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan Chief had only four of her nine tails left. For the first time, the smile disappeared from her alluring face, but she still sat quietly, slowly restoring the Illusionary Laws.

The Elf Queen stood in the distance, her silver hair almost completely white, the price of losing the core of the Tree of Life.

But when her gaze fell on the ancient tree on the back hill that had sprouted new buds, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

The new shoots of the ancient tree have grown to about ten feet tall, and the silvery-green leaves tremble slightly in the morning light, as if they are talking to her.

The psionic warhammers of the Iron Hammer and Iron Anvil brothers were riddled with nicks. The two brothers carefully put away their warhammers and stood in the crowd, supporting each other.

The three elders of the half-orc race transformed into human form, their beast blood spiritual energy weakened to the extreme. However, the eldest elder still shared the remaining beast blood spiritual energy in his body with the second and third elders to help them stabilize their injuries.

The elder of the giant race had shrunk to the size of a normal person, but he stood among the crowd like a silent iron tower.

Di Yuan's deep purple bloodline light pillar was as dim as a candle flame, but his hand was pressed on the nine-colored light band on his wrist, within which the original spiritual vein of the Immortal Realm's spine was sealed, and it was still slowly circulating.

The old man from the Heavenly Dao Sect walked over from a distance, leaning on his wooden cane.

His beard was completely white, and the wrinkles on his face were much deeper, but there was a smile in his cloudy old eyes.

He walked up to Xiao Niannian and stroked his beard.

"Niannian, the Daoist Master is dead. His domain is dissipating, and his subordinates are either fleeing or scattered. This void will soon return to normal."

"Um."

Xiao Niannian nodded and turned to look at the dissipating darkness. The darkness had retreated to the far distance, leaving only a small patch in the very center still struggling.

After the Dao Venerable died, those powerful beings from beyond the realm scattered and fled. Some disappeared into the void rifts, some were swallowed by darkness, and some stood there in a daze, not knowing where to go or what to do.

"What about those powerful beings from beyond the realm?" Xiao Nian asked.

"Let them go," the old man of the Heavenly Dao shook his head.

"With the Daoist Master dead, they are leaderless and can't amount to anything. Besides, this universe is vast; they can go anywhere, as long as they don't come to Earth."

Xiao Niannian thought for a moment and nodded.

She turned to look at Di Yao, who was standing on the edge of the dissipating darkness, her long, deep purple hair swaying gently in the starlight.

Her gaze fell on the dissipating darkness, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Sister Di Yao." Little Niannian flew to her side.

"Nian Nian".

Di Yao turned her head, her deep purple pupils reflecting the distant starlight.

"The Daoist Master is dead. The last enemy from that great war ten thousand years ago is finally dead."

"Mmm." Xiao Niannian nodded.

"Sister Di Yao, you've been waiting for this day for a long time, haven't you?"

"It's been a long time." Di Yao nodded gently, her voice very soft.

"Ten thousand years ago, when Di Tian betrayed the Immortal Realm, I hated him. Ten thousand years ago, when Dao Zun released his aura and shattered the Immortal Realm while he was asleep, I hated him."

But after ten thousand years of hatred, today, I suddenly feel there's nothing left to hate. They're all dead, but the Immortal Realm still exists, Earth still exists, and you still exist—that's enough.

"So what do you want to do?" Xiao Nian asked, tilting her head.

Di Yao thought for a moment, a glint of light flashing in her deep purple pupils.

"I want to grow flowers," she said earnestly.

"Ten thousand years ago, I planted ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine kinds of flowers. Ten thousand years later, I want to plant one hundred thousand kinds, one more than before."

"Niannian will help you!" Little Niannian patted her little chest.

"Niannian promised you that once the Daoist Master was killed, she would take you back to the Immortal Realm to plant flowers. Now that the Daoist Master is dead, you can go!"

Di Yao looked down at Xiao Niannian, something churning in her deep purple pupils.

She crouched down to be at eye level with Xiao Niannian.

"Niannian, aren't you in a hurry to go back? There are still many things to do on Earth."

"No rush," Xiao Niannian shook her head and said with a smile.

"The Daoist Master is dead, and there are no enemies in the universe for the time being. Nian Nian can take her time. First, heal your injuries, then restore your cultivation, and then I will take you to the Immortal Realm."

The original spiritual vein of the Immortal Realm's spine has merged back into Earth, but the fragments and shattered domains of the Immortal Realm still exist.

"I'll keep thinking about reconnecting them, restoring the Celestial Realm to what it was ten thousand years ago, so that you can plant as many flowers as you want."

"Okay." Di Yao's lips curled up slightly. "I'll wait for you."

Luo Tian walked over from the side, looked at Di Yao and Xiao Niannian, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. He then turned to look at the old man of the Heavenly Dao.

"Heavenly Dao, can a teleportation array be opened in this void to return to Earth?"

"able."

The old man of the Heavenly Dao stepped forward, leaning on his wooden cane, and formed a hand seal, sending a golden stream of Heavenly Dao essence into the void.

Golden array patterns spread across the starry sky, enveloping the entire area.

Those array patterns connected to the celestial spine on Earth, forming a golden gate of light.

On the other side of the gate of light, the outline of the back mountain of the Zhan Tian Immortal Sect could be vaguely seen. Twelve pillars of light pierced through the sky and dyed the entire sky with brilliant colors.

"The teleportation array is ready. Go in from here and you'll be taken directly to the back mountain of the Battle Heaven Immortal Sect."

"Okay." Luo Tian turned around and waved to everyone.

"Everyone, enter the teleportation array and go home."

Luo Tian helped Luo Yao into the light gate first.

Luo Yao turned around and glanced at Xiao Niannian, who waved at her and said with a smile:

"Mom will go back first, Niannian will be here soon!"

Luo Yao nodded and followed Luo Tian as they disappeared through the portal.

Zhang Tianzheng and Li Daoran helped each other into the portal.

The three Demon Abyss brothers followed behind, their dark golden demonic energy slowly dissipating within the portal of light.

Ye Qianxue helped Li Mengmeng walk into the light gate. Li Mengmeng held the broken sword-nurturing gourd in her arms. Although there was some reluctance in her eyes, there was a smile on her lips.