The Netherworld Bone City was gone, the Demon King was dead, and all three hundred and forty-seven Greater Yueguit were put to death?
Huang Lianzhu stood on the broad avenue of the Marketplace, looking at the cheering crowd. After a brief moment of dazed bewilderment, the corners of her lips could not help but curl upward, higher and higher.
So this was what it felt like to never have to make a choice again—such utter relief.
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