After the spiritual energy was restored: Goddess girlfriends came knocking.

Half a day later, news of Jiang Yan's death spread throughout Chang'an.

At first, no one believed it.

How is that possible? How old is Lord Jiang? Over the years, he has led the Chang'an Army to sweep across the Myriad Demon Domain, confront the Suspended Mountain, and fight against the peak of the Mahayana realm alone in the Vast Domain—there has never been an obstacle he could not overcome.

But soon, a new line of words appeared at the highest point of the monument to the fallen heroes in the center of the city: Jiang Yan.

The strokes are neat and upright, deeply embedded in the stone. Like the other names on the stele, there is no official rank or cultivation level, only the name.

The people of Chang'an stood before the monument, no one spoke, as if the entire city had been silenced.

The silence spread from the monument to the fallen heroes to every neighborhood and city, to every street and alley, and to every fluttering Jiang-character military flag on the city wall.

The name Jiang Yan spread from Chang'an to Tushan, from Tushan to Haoran Domain, from Shangqing Domain to Fantian Domain, and throughout the entire Xuantian Realm.

In front of the Egret Pavilion, the Confucian scholars who had fought alongside Jiang Yan spontaneously gathered together and bowed deeply in the direction of Chang'an City.

In the bamboo forest behind the Lingxu Sword Sect, several sword cultivators who had followed Zhou Caiwei to aid Chang'an sat silently wiping their swords.

In the Vast Realm, the Myriad Demon Realm, the Upper Clarity Realm, and the Brahma Realm, countless places have erected temples, sculpted statues, and burned incense for Jiang Yan. From morning till night, people pray for blessings in front of those portraits and statues.

His name once illuminated the lives of so many people. Now that light has gone out, all those he illuminated still remember him.

The women stayed with Mr. and Mrs. Jiang for a full six months.

It wasn't until six months later, when Mr. and Mrs. Jiang entered the secluded meditation chamber deep within the City Lord's Mansion, that the stone door slowly closed, marking the beginning of their long period of seclusion, and everyone dispersed.

Ruoshui returned to the capital of Tushan and sat behind the imperial desk. She changed her previous lazy and undisciplined style of governance and began to rectify the government with great efficiency, using methods even more decisive than Tushan Lie had done back then.

Ao Tianxin brought Cang Yao and Xiao Xiao back to the Dragon Court of the East Sea.

Cang Yao officially took control of the Four Seas, becoming the true ruler of the Four Seas.

Her skill in handling and co-opting forces from all sides has drawn attention from all sides.

Standing on the observatory, Cang Xiaoxiao watched her sister's busy figure and finally saw the light return in her eyes.

She knew that her sister was waiting for him to come back in her own way.

Ao Tianxin has gone into seclusion.

It was publicly stated that it was a consolidation period after breaking through to the True Dragon Realm, but Cang Yao knew that wasn't the case.

The teacher remained as lazy as ever in front of others, carrying a wine jug, leaning against a pillar and yawning, as if nothing had changed.

But occasionally, when no one is paying attention, she will stare blankly in a certain direction.

Ao Tianxin herself couldn't explain it. She had lived for so long and had experienced all kinds of partings, but this time was different.

But I can't quite put my finger on what's different.

Zhou Caiwei took Jian Li to the Lingxu Sword Sect.

Jian Li practiced her sword in that bamboo forest, day after day, and the sword light became faster and sharper.

Her master said he would come back to test her, and she wanted to make sure that when her master returned, he would see a different Jian Li.

Twenty years after Jiang Yan's death, Tu Shanlie's lifespan was exhausted, and he passed away.

Tu Shan Yingxue guarded her husband's coffin, while Ruoshui knelt before it, her fox tail drooping behind her for a long time without rising.

From now on, she will truly be the only one left to shoulder the burden of the Tushan Dynasty.

His eyes then hardened again.

Father is gone, but Mother is still here, Chang'an is still here, and Jiang Yan will return.

A century after Jiang Yan's death.

Cang Yao officially became the new domain lord of the Myriad Demon Domain.

The Suspended Mountain had already collapsed in the battle with Ao Tianxin. After Yu Sheng ascended to heaven, the group was leaderless, and the various forces in the Ten Thousand Demon Domain submitted one by one under Cang Yao's iron fist.

Her rise to power was smoother than anyone had anticipated, and no one dared to question the true dragon's qualifications.

Ten years later, Cang Yao led the Ten Thousand Demon Domain and the Vast Domain into a war that lasted for decades.

She does not accept negotiations and does not need mediation.

What she wanted was Su Zhengxing's life.

She hadn't forgotten a single one of the old grievances from that time in the valley.

The Tushan Dynasty and the Chang'an Army followed closely behind, with the three armies pressing in on the border, and the Haoran Domain suffered repeated defeats.

The final battle broke out on the plains outside Mochi City in the Haoran Domain, where Cang Yao fought against two opponents, with a white-gold dragon stretching across the sky.

Su Zhengxing was personally killed by Cang Yao on the battlefield, his body and soul destroyed.

Su Lian has regained his position as the Domain Lord.

This war led to constant friction between the Haoran Domain and the Wanyao Domain, with small-scale conflicts on the border never truly subsiding, but Cangyao didn't care.

After the battle, she returned to the Dragon Court and sat by the window of her bedroom, gazing at the bright, clear seawater illuminated by the sunlight, her fingers stroking the old wooden comb.

At this time, Jian Li had already made a name for herself in the Xuan Tian Realm.

No one calls her "Jiang Yan's disciple" anymore; everyone refers to her as "the Glazed Sword Immortal."

As a Mahayana sword cultivator, she brought the power of her innate sword body to its fullest potential.

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Every few years, the women would gather in Chang'an.

Sometimes it's the first month of the lunar calendar, sometimes it's the anniversary of Jiang Yan's death, and sometimes it's just a day when everyone is free.

This habit has allowed Chang'an to maintain its superior status. Chang'an City does not belong to any region. Cang Yao and Ruo Shui jointly protect this place, and the gathering of all the women makes no force dare to covet it.

Three hundred years later.

Ao Tianxin couldn't hold back any longer.

She was the first among everyone to lose her composure, which surprised many, but was also expected by a few.

After Jiang Yan's death, she didn't show much change on the surface, but her inner turmoil was the greatest.

When Jiang Yan was alive, this feeling was uncertain, but when Jiang Yan died, time began to endlessly beautify all the details until the person was engraved into the bone and could never be carved out again.

For so many years, everyone has been searching for the whereabouts of Blue Star. They have searched every star field, every spatial rift, and every place where a new world might emerge, but Blue Star remains elusive.

Therefore, Ao Tianxin didn't want to wait any longer and decided to ascend to the Spirit Realm to search for clues in a higher plane.

It has been 350 years since Jiang Yan died.

All the women came to see Ao Tianxin off. She stood on a cloud, glanced at Cang Yao and the others, nodded, and then transformed into a dark blue dragon shadow that soared into the sky and disappeared in the golden light.

Another fifty years passed, and Jian Li ascended to immortality.

She has grown from that skinny, dirty girl to who she is today.

As the heavenly tribulation descended, the golden sword light cleaved the tribulation clouds in two, demonstrating the ultimate potential of the Human Emperor Sword Technique in her hands.

At this time, the city lord of Chang'an was Jiang Shouzhou.

The sword cultivator in the early stages of Mahayana Buddhism sat in the seat that Jiang Yan had sat in years ago, holding the old sword that Liu Qingyi had held and that Jiang Yan had also held.

He still gets up early every day to practice swordsmanship, just like he did back in the training grounds of the Jiang family. He gets up earlier and goes to bed later than others. If he doesn't have much talent, then he will work harder than others.

Fifty years later.

Liu Qingyi failed to break through her cultivation barrier and her lifespan was exhausted.

It has been eight hundred years since Jiang Yan passed away.

Yu Qian's tribulation of ascension has arrived.

He stood before the monument to the fallen heroes, straightened his clothes, and bowed deeply to the two characters "Jiang Yan" on the monument.

"My lord, I shall take my leave now."

Then he turned around and walked calmly toward the churning thunderclouds.

Meanwhile, a few years later, Wen Chaosheng's lifespan was exhausted.

The man who built Wangchao City a thousand years ago and personally ended all his enemies a thousand years later leaned against the stone tablet engraved with the names of his comrades-in-arms and closed his eyes peacefully, as if leaning on the shoulder of an old friend.

The wind blows across the monument to the fallen heroes, and golden light flows deep within the engravings, forever linking his name with those who have long since passed away.