After being reincarnated, I cultivated immortality.

A group of little ones surrounded the Holy Lord, crying their eyes out, saying they couldn't bear to part with him.

After comforting one person, the Holy Lord went on to comfort another, and was in a flurry of activity.

The Holy Lord looked helpless and said, "Since you're so reluctant to part with me, then you might as well stay here and keep me company."

The cacophony of crying paused for a moment. Emerald, with tears in her eyes, hugged the Holy Lord tightly around the waist and said in a choked voice, "Holy Lord, Emerald will miss you, and you must miss me too." After saying that, she stuffed a piece of her own emerald green peacock tail feather into the Holy Lord's hand, and then ran back to Jin Haoyu's side in a flash.

Once the beginning was set, the little ones followed suit, and the Holy Lord took a part of each little one's body with both hands as a keepsake.

The Holy Lord smiled and put the items away. He took a deep look at Yan Shu, whom he had raised from a young age, and said to everyone, "From now on, I will trouble you all to take good care of Yan Shu."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and Hua Rongyi said, "Senior, rest assured, Yan Shu is our friend."

Amidst the fluttering white robes, fingers flew across the paper, revealing intricate handprints, and the exit atop the sea of ​​clouds appeared before everyone's eyes.

The Holy Lord looked at everyone and said, "Let's go!"

Xuanlingzi, Minghe, and Qiankun led the crowd in a solemn bow to the Holy Lord. Perhaps the world does not know what the Holy Lord has done for the Cloud Sea Continent, but they do, and they will let other beings know in the future.

This gesture is their respect for the Holy Lord, and also their gratitude on behalf of all living beings on the Cloud Sea Continent.

The Holy Lord nodded and accepted the greeting.

One by one, everyone stepped out of the exit, but Yan Shu was the last one. Yan Shu's eyes were red, and he kept turning back to look at himself, his voice trembling with sobs: "Your Majesty, I will carry on your legacy."

The Holy Lord was both heartbroken and helpless: "I know, I know, go now."

Yan Shu immediately requested, "Then, Holy Lord, please bestow a name upon my future sect!"

The Holy Lord paused for a moment, then said, "Let's call it the Honghu Sect."

Yan Shu nodded vigorously, "I've got it."

Even though she walked very slowly, her feet still stepped out of the exit. When Yan Shu looked back again, all she saw was the Holy Lord's lower body disappearing like scattered stars.

Tears welled up instantly and streamed down her face.

The Holy Lord smiled and waved his hand, then vanished from everyone's sight.

The ground beneath my feet trembled violently, and the sea of ​​clouds before me vanished completely, leaving only a huge puddle, empty of even a single drop of water.

Everyone was in a bad mood and stayed in the center of Sunset Abyss for a whole day. After being sad and depressed for half a day, Yan Shu refilled the pit with water and tried his best to restore it to its previous state.

No matter how much it is restored, the reflection on the water will never again show a peak of clouds and a holy lord.

The next day, facing the worried gazes of everyone, Yan Shu said, "The Holy Lord said that it's enough to grieve for him for one day. Don't let him waste our time. There are more important things waiting for us to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, a rumble of thunder echoed in the sky. Everyone looked up and noticed that the sky above them was covered with dark clouds, with rolling thunderclouds and a surging pressure that made it hard to breathe.

Oh no! I was so caught up in my sadness that I forgot they had to undergo a tribulation of lightning as soon as they came out.

Everyone's expression changed, and they quickly scattered to find open spaces to undergo their tribulation. No one stayed behind to undergo their tribulation, and no one wanted to destroy the place that Yan Shu had just restored.