Warm my heart

His hair is white like his father's.

The little face also looked serious.

Ze Chen took the sword, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. He could feel the powerful power contained in the sword.

"Huangli, this is your 'Phoenix Feather'. It allows you to fly freely, just like your mother."

Zheyan handed a feather to Huangli.

Huang Li took the feather, her eyes full of curiosity and anticipation.

"Wanwan, this is your 'dragon scale'. It can protect you and make you invincible in battle."

Mo Yuan handed a scale that was shining with pink light to Wanwan.

Wanwan took the scales, a determined expression on her little face.

The children held their own artifacts, their eyes shining with anticipation and longing for the future.

Donghua and Zheyan smiled at each other. They knew that these children would become the pride of heaven.

"Okay, children, now let's go to the garden in heaven. There is a grand banquet waiting for us there," said Donghua.

The children cheered and followed Donghua and Zheyan to the garden.

There, all the gods in heaven are waiting for them, and a banquet to celebrate the children's growth is about to begin.

At the banquet, there was a wide variety of delicious food and heavenly music, and all the gods were immersed in this joyful atmosphere.

Donghua and Zheyan sat in the main seats, watching the children playing in the garden, their hearts filled with satisfaction and happiness.

"Donghua, look, the children are so happy. We should also make some plans for their future."

Zheyan said softly.

Donghua nodded, he knew what Zheyan meant.

They need to arrange some training courses for the children so that they can better master their own artifacts and grow into true gods.

"Okay, I'll arrange it." Donghua said.

After the banquet, Donghua and Zheyan gathered the children together and told them about the upcoming training plan.

Although the children were reluctant to leave, they also knew that this was a necessary path for their growth.

"Children, you will be the future of heaven. You will inherit our will and protect this sacred land." Donghua's voice was firm and powerful.

The children nodded, determination glittering in their eyes.

They know that this is their responsibility and their honor.

Donghua and Zheyan looked at the children, their hearts filled with anticipation.

They knew that these children would become the pride of heaven, they would inherit the glory of heaven and continue to protect this land.

At the edge of the heavens, the waves of the azure sea gently lap against the shore. This is the secluded place of Donghua, Zheyan, and Zhihe. Here, the years seem to become especially gentle, and the passage of time seems to slow down.

Donghua and Zheyan, the two former giants of the heavenly realm, are now like ordinary people, working from sunrise to sunset, and resting at sunset, enjoying an ordinary yet real life.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines through the clouds and onto the blue sea, making the waves sparkle.

Donghua stood by the sea, his white hair fluttering in the wind. His eyes were deep and peaceful, as if he could see through everything in the world.

"Donghua, Zheyan's breakfast is ready." Zhihe's voice came from inside the house, gentle and peaceful.

Her figure appeared at the door, wearing a simple white dress and a faint smile on her face.

She was holding a plate of fresh fruit and some exquisite snacks.

These were all grown by themselves in the garden.

Donghua and Zheyan turned around and looked at Zhihe, a hint of tenderness in their eyes.

He walked over and gently took the plate, and the two of them looked at Zhe Yan.

No words are needed to understand each other's feelings.

In the afternoon, Zheyan and Mo Yuan sat in the garden with an unfinished chess game in front of them.

Zheyan was playing with a black chess piece in his hand.

"Donghua, do you think Miaoluo's blood essence can really be completely destroyed?"

Zheyan suddenly spoke, breaking the afternoon tranquility.

Donghua put down the book in his hand, his eyes becoming serious.

"The threat of Miaoluo has existed for too long. We must solve this problem once and for all."

His voice was firm and powerful.

Mo Yuan nodded, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

"I'm ready and can go at any time."

The three of them smiled at each other. They knew that this would be a battle that would determine the fate of the heavens.

They must succeed, there is no turning back.

In Miaoluo's territory, Donghua, Zheyan and Mo Yuan stood side by side.

In front of them was another drop of blood left behind by Miaoluo. It emitted a strange red light, as if mocking their powerlessness.

Donghua took a deep breath, and a red-gold longsword appeared in his hand, with the power of red-gold blood flowing on the sword.

His eyes were firm, without the slightest hesitation.

"Attack!" Donghua gave the order and the three of them launched an attack at the same time.

The power of the red-gold blood and the power of the nine-tailed fox blood intertwined together, forming a powerful beam of light that directly hit Miaoluo's blood and essence.

Under the impact of the light beam, the essence and blood let out a shrill scream, then turned into a wisp of black smoke and completely dissipated into the air.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the children have grown up.

Donghua, Zheyan and Zhihe have been living in Bihai Cangling. Their lives are simple and fulfilling, and every day seems like a gift from God.

Huangli eventually married Mohua, which made Zheyan and Donghua angry. They could not accept that their daughter married an old man who was older than them.

Completely forgetting that they are also old cows eating young grass.

So, they joined forces to settle the score with Mo Hua, and a fierce quarrel was inevitable.

Mo Yuan and Shao Wan's daughter is attracted to Dong Hua's son Ze Chen, and their relationship becomes increasingly close.

The two finally got married.

However, life must come to an end one day.

One night, Zhihe felt that her body could no longer support her.

She gently held Donghua and Zheyan's hands, her eyes filled with reluctance.

"Donghua, Zheyan, I may have to go first."

Her voice was weak, but full of love.

Donghua and Zheyan's eyes were filled with tears.

Zhihe's hands slowly dropped, and the fire of her life was extinguished.

Donghua and Zheyan were heartbroken. Their meridians were broken at this moment, and their spiritual power was returned to the world. They chose to leave with Zhihe.

Not long after Donghua and Zheyan left, Mo Yuan and Shao Wan also chose to return to the world. Their lives were like shooting stars, brilliant but short.