I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

Yan Shan turned around and was the first to leave. He didn't return to Heling, but to the true capital of China—Beian City.

The strongmen on the human side were not surprised. As if it had been agreed upon beforehand, they followed Yan Shan and headed towards Bei'an City.

The great sage felt a sudden tremor in his heart upon seeing this scene.

Even she felt a pang of sadness, and a sense of grievance welled up inside her.

The actions of Yan Shan and others sent a signal, a signal of approval, and the Feast at Hongmen officially turned into a peace talk.

The current situation has not come easily.

Today, humanity has laid a trap of certain death. More than a dozen ninth-tier powerhouses have gathered in Bei'an, all for the purpose of wiping them out in one fell swoop. It can be said that if they take even half a step wrong, or even just lift their feet, they will be doomed forever. Heaven knows how much pressure she has been under to have endured until now.

To achieve the current situation, forty-one predecessors sacrificed their lives, their bones buried far from home, in exchange for decades of peace in Odyssey.

The sacrifices, efforts, and grievances involved are truly beyond words.

"Let's go too."

Ide gestured to her, and the three Odyssey members, filled with emotion, followed her.

As Yan Ziming mingled among the ranks, he felt the tense atmosphere recede like the tide, and the war clouds that had shrouded the Beian Military Administrative Region finally disappeared. He felt a sense of relief and a feeling of peace welled up in his heart.

The contest between the two civilizations has finally come to an end.

"How was it? Wasn't my entrance cool?"

Si Mo had somehow gotten onto Yan Zi Mo's back, and her figure was still unclear, which surprised everyone around her.

"Well... just this once, I'll acknowledge your contribution," Yan Ziming said reluctantly.

If it weren't for Si Mo's final appearance, they would have lost today, and it would have been a disgrace to future generations.

"By the way, why did you come here? You weren't originally supposed to be this kind of person..."

"Hmph~~ My dear daughter begged me like that, how could I, as her mother, refuse?"

"Qianxue?"

Upon learning from Si Mo that her appearance was related to her younger sister, Yan Ziming was extremely surprised and mentally gave Ye Qianxue a thumbs up.

I should reward her properly when we get back.

"Now that you've gone to see her, how is Qianxue's injury?"

Ye Qianxue was injured by a ninth-tier Watcher before. Although she is safe now, Yan Ziming is still extremely concerned.

"Hmph~~ She's our daughter, she inherited our bloodline, this little flesh wound will heal easily!"

"Ha...I see..." Yan Ziming was embarrassed.

At this moment, Mo Sheng leaned closer, her face full of smiles: "What, don't you feel a sense of pride?"

"Haha... I do feel proud, but more than that, I'm mentally exhausted..." Yan Ziming said with a wry smile.

"Yes, I think that in the future, nothing, no matter how big, will surprise me anymore."

Mu Mu echoed this sentiment.

"That's true, but it's too early to feel mentally exhausted. You're still young, and the future of China needs you to shoulder its responsibilities."

Yan Ziming put his hands behind his head and said with disdain, "I'm going to take a few days off when I get back. Don't bother me again, or I'll disappear!"

“I’m currently in Guangdong, so it’s not my place to bother you.”

"..."

When they arrived at the city gate of Bei'an, a salute was fired and diplomatic protocol was followed without exception, giving them the highest level of courtesy and truly treating Odyssey as an equal to human civilization.

At the same time, Yan Ziming also noticed the presence of the diplomatic team.

"What's going on? Didn't you say there wouldn't be any peace talks this time...?" Yan Ziming looked at Yan Shan in astonishment: "Uncle, did you foresee this all along?"

"What did you anticipate?" Yan Shan glanced at her.

"What do you think? I put in a lot of effort today, don't I even have the right to know?"

Yan Ziming pouted in dissatisfaction.

Seeing Yan Ziming's appearance, Yan Shan was slightly stunned, feeling somewhat dazed, and the words in his heart blurted out:

"You seem to have adapted quite well to your current identity."

"Ugh!!!" Yan Ziming's pretty face flushed red, a little embarrassed and angry, "Uncle, what are you saying!"

Yan Ziming understood what Yan Shan was talking about; he was talking about his past.

The difference between how I was before, including during the five years of the apocalypse, and the most recent year is like night and day.

But we can't say it now!

Seeing that both Mu Mu and Liu Mengxian were looking at him, Yan Ziming shrank back, feeling even more annoyed.

Yan Shan realized he had said something inappropriate, and quickly changed the subject:

"It's nothing. Didn't you want to know what happened earlier? I'll tell you. It's a high-stakes gamble between me and the charlatan."

"It's that guy again..." Yan Ziming muttered, it seems that this time he is completely under that guy's control again.

He's willing to risk his own life; you have to admire his audacity.

What prejudice do you have against her?

Yan Ziming, unusually, did not hide his true thoughts, "Prejudice... well, it certainly exists."

"Then you'll have to get used to it. You'll have plenty of opportunities to deal with her in the future... Keep up the good work!"

Yan Shan patted her on the back meaningfully, offering encouragement.

After so long, my niece has finally grown up and changed. She is moving step by step towards higher goals.

Then, one day, you will embark on that path to heaven!

Chapter 135 Ahead of the Schedule

After welcoming everyone into the meeting place in Bei'an City, Mo Sheng stated directly that she was leaving, as did Qin Tianhai.

"Hey, none of you are participating?"

Yan Ziming had previously heard Yan Shan say that all the human participants in this peace talks were the strongest people from each country. Why are they going back now?

“We have enough people here. Senior Tianhai and I still need to go back to guard the Southern Guangdong Military and Administrative Region. Not only us, but the other four permanent members will also recall their personnel.”

Now that the situation has been settled and peace talks have truly begun, there is no point in leaving too many of our strongest forces here.

Let the professionals handle the rest.

Sure enough, less than two minutes after Mo Sheng and Qin Tianhai left, several more ninth-level experts from the other four groups also left, and the originally very large group suddenly dwindled to just a few.

"Hmm... let's go back then." Yan Ziming felt tired.

At the same time, she also wanted to properly process what she had experienced today, including the battle with several ninth-tier watchmen. If she could fully process it, it would be of great benefit to the improvement of her strength.

And... there's that one thing she's been trying to avoid happening...

.........

Let's go back to the time when Yan Ziming was stabbed in Bei'an City.

Yan Ziming lowered his head and saw the cold light gleaming on his chest, the sunlight reflecting off it, making it exceptionally dazzling.

puff-

The blade thrust forward a greater distance, protruding more than halfway from Yan Ziming's chest. Blood stained the sharp blade, further shattering Yan Ziming's sanity.

[Is this... a knife?]

As the thought crossed his mind, Yan Ziming's eyes gradually filled with disbelief.

A chill gradually filled her limbs. She should have been in the prime of her youth, but now she was like an elderly person with one foot in the grave. She couldn't lift her hands, and even opening her eyes was difficult. It was as if this knife had drained all the blood from her body.

Her once cherry-red lips turned deathly pale, and her skin was as white as someone who hadn't seen the sun for years, devoid of any color.

"You are powerful... but don't forget, the barrier between the eighth and ninth tiers is not so easy to cross... If someone hadn't restrained us, you couldn't have won..."

The old man's extremely weak voice came from behind her. Her hand holding the hilt of the knife loosened, and Yan Ziming felt the force supporting her standing disappear. Her body fell forward uncontrollably.

Liu Mengxian, watching the battle from above the clouds, maintained a calm and composed expression, but she clenched her fists, as if she was about to lose her temper.

"Mo'er, keep going! As a Thunder Spirit, you're still missing the most important thing, and that's a step you absolutely must complete..."

With her there, Yan Ziming couldn't possibly have died. She's still choosing to observe, her expression calm and collected, but...

Although this injury was not considered serious in the midst of continuous battles, Liu Mengxian always thought it was insignificant. But for some reason, seeing Yan Ziming like this, she felt a pang of heartache.

Am I... going to die?

The thought suddenly flashed through Yan Ziming's mind, and his breath hitched. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he forced himself to stare wide-eyed, his eyes bloodshot, as if he were about to burst.

An extremely powerful aura erupted from his body. Yan Ziming used all his strength to swing the Raikiri backward, pouring all the energy in his body into it. The blade shimmered and radiated a terrifying heat.

A hoarse, tired yet unusually strong voice came from her mouth.

"Cang...Li!"

The light particles scattered, creating a rain of light that engulfed everything around them, a manifestation of Yan Zimo's remaining power.