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Several months passed quickly.
The heavy clouds of war completely vanished from the continent.
The changes in the world became permanent, and a new era began.
Feng Xue'er was no longer the hidden princess locked inside the white stone courtyard.
She sat firmly on the grand throne as the absolute Empress of the Divine Phoenix Empire.
Beside her stood Queen Cang Yue of the Blue Wind Nation.
The two women had formed an unbreakable alliance that changed the balance of power forever.
The Four Great Sacred Grounds, who used to rule the world from the shadows, were completely suppressed.
They stayed behind their high walls, too afraid to take a single step outside.
Inside the grand imperial hall, Cang Yue handed a scroll to Xue'er. The room was bright, and the long curtains moved gently in the wind.
"The task is completely finished,"
Cang Yue said, sitting down on a wooden chair.
"The Sun Moon Divine Hall is no more."
Xue'er took the scroll and looked at it. Her golden eyes were calm, but they held a deep, serious light.
"Did we find all of them?"
Xue'er asked.
"Yes,"
Cang Yue answered.
"Our soldiers opened all the hidden dungeons beneath their palaces. The reports were true. The Sun Moon Divine Hall had been doing terrible things to innocent women for hundreds of years. They stole them from small villages and used them like objects to increase their own power."
Xue'er clutched the scroll tightly. A small spark of golden flame danced on her fingertips.
"They used the name of a sacred ground to hide their filth,"
Xue'er said softly.
"They thought their power made them kings. They thought no one could ever punish them."
"They forgot about karma,"
Cang Yue said, looking out the large window.
"When your True Phoenix fire hit their main gates, their masters began to beg. But mercy is for the innocent, not for monsters."
Xue'er nodded slowly.
"Big brother Sam told me that true power belongs to the people who use it to protect. If a sect uses its strength to hurt the weak, it does not deserve to exist. I just did what he taught me."
"The other Sacred Grounds saw the fire,"
Cang Yue noted with a small smile.
"The Absolute Monarch Sanctuary and the Supreme Ocean Palace sent letters this morning. They promised to obey our laws and stay out of human affairs forever."
"Let them stay there,"
Xue'er said, relaxing her shoulders.
"As long as they do not hurt anyone, we have no reason to visit them."
Later that evening, the silver spaceship floated quietly above the clouds.
Inside the main room, Sam was drinking a cup of warm water while Jean checked the long-range monitors.
Xia Qingyue walked into the room, holding a small plate of fresh fruit.
She looked peaceful, her blue dress moving softly as she walked.
"Yun Canghai has completely left this realm,"
Qingyue reported, setting the plate on the table.
"He returned to the Illusory Demon Realm."
"How did his business wrap up?"
Sam asked, not looking up from his cup.
"He found Xuanyuan Wentian near the mountains,"
Jean answered from the control panel.
"He killed him easily. Wentian didn't even have the strength to fight back against a true Demon King."
"And the rest?"
Sam asked.
"He spared them all,"
Jean smiled.
"He said he would not make his own hands dirty with useless blood anymore. He kept his promise to us perfectly."
Sam nodded, a small, satisfied expression appearing on his face.
"Good. Wentian was the one who planted the bad seed. Cutting him down was enough to fix the past. If Canghai had killed everyone, he would have started a new cycle of hatred."
Qingyue sat down next to Sam. She looked at him with clear, bright eyes.
"The lower realm is finally clean,"
She said softly.
"The evil masters are dead, the bad sects are destroyed, and the people are safe. You fixed everything."
The next afternoon, Sam walked alone through a massive, deep canyon known as the Dragon Trail.
The air inside the stone canyon was incredibly heavy.
It felt older than the mountains themselves, full of an ancient, lingering power that would make normal cultivators choke.
Sam walked until he reached the very end of the trail, where a massive stone wall blocked the path.
Suddenly, the ground started to shake.
The stone wall glowed with a bright, deep blue light.
A massive figure slowly appeared from the light. It was the remnant soul of the Azure Dragon.
The giant dragon head floated in the air, its eyes looking down at Sam like two large blue moons.
"Human..."
The dragon's voice echoed directly inside Sam's mind. It was a heavy, booming sound.
"No... you are not a human from this world. Your presence is like a void. I cannot feel your limits."
Sam kept his hands in his pockets.
He looked up at the giant blue soul without a single trace of fear.
"I am just a traveler,"
Sam said simply.
"What do you want from me, dragon?"
"I am a dying spirit,"
The Azure Dragon said sadly.
"My true body died long ago during the ancient war of the gods. Only a tiny fragment of my soul remains here to guard this trail. But today, I feel a great destiny in you."
"I don't care about destiny,"
Sam told him.
"Speak plainly."
The giant dragon sighed, a sound like a heavy wind rushing through the canyon.
"I have a daughter,"
The Azure Dragon explained.
"She is alive, but she is far away from this small world. She is in the Realm of Gods. She is completely alone, hiding from the cruel entities who want to steal her royal blood and her divine core. She has suffered for a very long time."
Sam listened quietly.
"My time is completely up,"
The dragon continued, the blue light around its body starting to flicker and grow dim.
"I cannot protect her anymore. I beg you, powerful traveler. When you leave this place, please find my daughter. Help her. Save her from the dark forces of the upper realm."
Sam stood in the quiet canyon for a long moment.
He thought about Xue'er, and he thought about the simple truth of a father wanting to keep his child safe.
"If I meet her, I will help her,"
Sam promised.
"I will not let anyone hurt her. You have my word."
The giant Azure Dragon let out a long, peaceful breath. The heavy pressure in the canyon instantly dissolved.
"Thank you, traveler,"
The dragon whispered.
"Your word is heavier than the mountains. I can finally rest."
The blue light shattered into a thousand tiny, beautiful sparks and vanished into the stone wall. The canyon became completely quiet again.
Sam returned to the silver spaceship. Jean, Qingyue, and Jasmine were waiting for him in the main hall. They saw the serious look on his face.
"What happened down there?"
Jean asked.
"I met the Azure Dragon remnant,"
Sam said, walking toward the center of the room.
"He asked me for a favor in the upper realm. It doesn't matter. We are leaving this world very soon."
Jasmine jumped up from her chair, her eyes wide with excitement.
"To the Realm of Gods?"
"Yes,"
Sam nodded.
"Why the sudden rush?"
Qingyue asked, stepping closer to him.
Sam looked down at his own hands.
A faint, incredibly dense energy was swirling beneath his skin.
"The profound energy in this lower realm is too thin,"
Sam explained.
"I want to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, I need something much stronger."
"The upper realm has pure, heavy primal energy,"
Jasmine said, her voice turning serious.
"It is a dangerous place, full of old masters who think they are gods. But it is the only place where your power can grow to the next level."
"I am not afraid of their masters,"
Sam said calmly.
"I just need the energy to make the breakthrough. Once I reach the Nascent Soul Realm, the rules of their world won't matter to me anyway."
Jean smiled and started pressing buttons on the main console.
The spaceship gave a low, powerful hum as its engines started to glow with silver light.
"The coordinates are set,"
Jean said.
"We can leave whenever you are ready, Sam."
Sam looked out the front viewport one last time.
He saw the green forests, the blue oceans, and the grand palaces of the lower world.
He had fixed the karma here. The people he cared about were safe, strong, and free.
He turned his back on the window and sat down in the pilot's seat.
"Let's go,"
Sam said.
"It's time to see what the Realm of Gods is made of."
The silver ship shot upward into the sky, leaving the clouds behind as it flew toward the stars.