The surviving commoners of Great Leiyin Temple immediately threw themselves into the reconstruction of the temple.
The events of the recent past remained vivid in their minds.
Those among the refugees who had harbored relatively malicious intents, and those among the locals who had been somewhat harsh, were now far better than they had been before.
Having witnessed true Immortals, the trivial things over which they had once been so harsh suddenly seemed like a grand joke, and their knots of resentment melted away the moment they thought of them.
Yet, the fervent discussions surrounding this matter would likely take another ten years to gradually fade into indifference.
Meanwhile, the people of the Tiance Dynasty had already bid farewell to Master Yuanming and the others, boarding their ship once more to return to the Tiance Dynasty.
Inside the cabin, the moods of the company varied widely.
The gains they had acquired from this journey to Great Leiyin Temple were, nonetheless, sufficient to benefit them for a lifetime.
Zhao Rong'er, at the very least, would no longer be as harsh as before.
King Zhao stood on the deck, watching the river carry them steadily forward.
He slowly locked away in the depths of his heart the terrifying, earth-shaking spectacle that had unfolded across the vault of heaven, took a deep breath, and turned to his son beside him: "I believe you, too, have benefited immensely from this trip."
Zhao Weizhe replied, "Yes, Father... I have indeed ben…
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