The snow at the end of the 10,034th year of the Shenzhou calendar lasted for a long time, and the flying snow in the sky dyed Tianhe City silver.

On the last day of the year, Tianhe City was extremely lively. At night, the lights in the sky illuminated the night like daytime.

The lights of thousands of homes are brightly lit, and countless pedestrians are walking on the road for the New Year.

In the Tianhe Realm Palace, the palace halls lit up with dazzling divine lights, radiating endless space, illuminating the night, sacred and brilliant.

Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night.

"Grandpa, why is it so lively this year?" In Tianhe City, a girl held the old man's hand and asked, a little curious. The girl is over ten years old and knows a lot of things. She also celebrated the New Year before, but there has never been such an atmosphere.

It seems that at the end of this year, Tianhejie attaches great importance to the Tianhejie Realm, even the Realm Palace is very serious, and everyone celebrates together.

"Because, it will be another special year soon." The old man said.

"A special year?" the girl asked in confusion, "How special?"

"You will know when you grow up." The old man smiled and rubbed the girl's head, his eyes full of kindness. He looked up at the sky. Many years ago, Tianhe Realm experienced a great storm. The chaos in the world seemed to have never stopped, but the contribution they made was indelible, ending a dark and turbulent era.

On the snow-capped mountain, Ye Futian sat there practicing. His divine thoughts sensed the scene in the Tianhe Realm, and he couldn't help but feel confused. Does Tianhe Realm attach so much importance to the end of the year?

In the years he has lived, the first Qingzhou City felt the most "New Year" atmosphere. Later, he moved step by step toward a more advanced city and a stronger world. The feeling of "New Year" became increasingly weaker and weaker. People are busy pursuing power, strength, and cultivation is the first priority, and there is less of the fireworks of Qingzhou City.

Now, in this Tianhe City, he has seen such a prosperous scene. Could it be that it is the tradition of Tianhe City?

At this time, a figure walked to Ye Futian. She looked into the distance, and her thoughts seemed to penetrate the distance, as if they had remembered something, and there was a tear mark at the corner of her eyes.

"Peace." Ye Futian looked at the woman beside him and whispered: "Do you miss your parents?"

"Yes." Ping An nodded with a smile, looked at Ye Futian and said, "Let Uncle Master make a joke."

"Their wish during their lifetime was to hope that you will be safe and happy, and that you will leave peacefully. You don't have to be too sad." Ye Futian comforted.

"No, I just thought of the scene when I was with my parents, and it was not purely sad." Ping An said with a smile: "Uncle Master, let's go out for a walk, and we will celebrate the New Year like everyone else."

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded, the two looked at each other and smiled, then walked towards the void and walked down the mountain.

Not long after, they arrived in Tianhe City. There were endless people coming and going on the street. On this day, no conflict broke out, no one fought for the battle. Everyone was particularly humble. Even if there was any friction, they just laughed it off and became tolerant and generous.

Many people walk on the streets with their children, feeling this warm atmosphere.

"It would be great if the world had been like this all the time." Ping An said with a smile when he saw this beautiful and peaceful scene.

Ye Futian smiled and shook his head. This was destined to be just a fantasy.

The two walked aimlessly, and did not deliberately go there. They just watched all this. Perhaps, Ping An wanted to walk on the familiar streets and the paths she had walked over the years.

"Uncle Master, do you have someone you miss?" Ping An looked up slightly at Ye Futian beside him. The white hair and white snow merged together, regardless of each other. His handsome face and clean eyes must be a person with a story.

He is gentle, elegant, unparalleled, and has outstanding talent. He must have many women pursued him, but why is the young man gray-haired?

Although Ye Futian is already fifty years old, for those at the peak of the holy realm, fifty is definitely an extremely young age. Even if his cultivation level has not changed at all, his appearance can remain unchanged for hundreds of years.

"Of course." Ye Futian smiled and said, "Not only have, but also many."

"Who?" Ping An asked curiously.

"My lover, my teacher, my brothers and friends, and many people, I miss them." Ye Futian said.

"Since my uncle misses me, why don't you go to find them?" Ping'an asked. Her realm is too low, growing up is too difficult, and she cannot protect her parents, but Ye Futian's realm is no longer low, at the top of the holy path, invincible under the Human Emperor.

"It is difficult to achieve both things in the world. Everyone has suffering. I also want to be with them and practice for this." Ye Futian said.

"I understand." Ping'an nodded. Didn't she practiced before to protect her parents?

Uncle Master must have many stories of his own.

"Is there a lake in Tianhe City?" Ye Futian asked.

"Yes." Ping'an nodded: "Uncle Master wants to go see the lake?"

"Yes." Ye Futian nodded.

"I'll take my uncle." Ping An led the way in front. Not long after, they arrived at a lake, which was also bustling with bustling boats and some people were setting up wishing lamps by the lake.

These scenes are so familiar.

Ye Futian showed a bright smile on his face. He was in love with the lake, perhaps because the lake was accompanied by his best memories, memories of his youth.

At this moment, a dazzling and beautiful light came into view. Ye Futian raised his head and saw the sky above the lake, and fireworks blooming. At this moment, memories seemed to overlap, and time seemed to be countercurrent.

Countless cheers came from the lakeshore, accompanied by fireworks blooming in the air.

The 1035th year of the Shenzhou calendar finally arrived.

"So beautiful." Ping'an murmured. She looked at Ye Futian's side face. Under the fireworks, her already handsome face looked even more amazing.

The stranger is like a jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.

Uncle Master is such a person.

Uncle Master, is the bright smile on his face reminded of his beloved person?

This night is destined to be an extraordinary night.

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The Eastern China, the three thousand realms of the Great Dao, the nine supreme realms, and countless lower realms.

The Tianyu Realm and the Shangxiao Realm are all one of the nine supreme realms, standing at the peak of the Three Thousand Great Dao Realms.

However, there is no dispute in the strongest realm of the Three Thousand Great Dao Realms. It must be the imperial realm above the center of the nine supreme realms. This is recognized by the nine supreme realms, without any suspense.

The gods belong to the power of the imperial world, so even the Tianhe Realm in the lower realm of the gods is very powerful, with many powerful figures of the human emperors, and even powerful existences like the Tianhe Daozu.

In the center of the imperial world, there is a supreme temple, towering into the sky, standing among the clouds, sacred and majestic.

This temple was shrouded in countless divine lights, and all those passing by were extremely pious and bowed down.

This is the symbolic place of the imperial world, the Void Emperor Palace.

It is rumored that this was once the bedroom of Emperor Donghuang.

To this day, there are still statues of the Emperor inside. It is said that the Emperor has divine thoughts left on the statue.

At this time, the sky above the Xu Emperor Palace was moving.

The extremely sacred light fell from the sky and turned into colorful divine light. Auspicious clouds filled the sky, and the vast sky seemed to be rolling.

At this moment, a divine light seemed to come from the sky and landed in the sky above the temple.

Then, an invisible wave swept across the heavens.

"clang……"

A bell rang out and rang through the sky.

The bell sounds merged into the world and turned into an invisible rhythm, like endless lightning, traveling through the endless void.

In the imperial world, there are top forces, with palaces standing in front of a towering and sacred hall, many people are praying for the sky, and millions of people are kneeling behind them, holy and pious.

"clang."

The bell came and saw the man who prayed to heaven bowing down at the same time, as if he knew that the bell would come.

"The oracle is coming, and we are here to welcome you." On the Qitian altar, the old man looked extremely solemn, waiting for the oracle that would come from the Xu Emperor Palace.

The gods, whose surname is God, is one of the forces standing at the top of the imperial world.

However, at this time, many powerful people from the God clan gathered in the same place, looking into the distance.

"clang."

The bells came and resounded in their minds.

Not only them, but also the endless area, the strongest realm in the Three Thousand Great Dao Realm, and the vastest realm. At this moment, all the living creatures heard the sound of this bell.

What's even more terrifying is that the bell rang directly through the Three Thousand Great Dao Realms and headed towards the nine supreme realms, including the Shangxiao Realm and the Tianyu Realm.

In the temple of the Shangxiao Realm, the bell rings; in the Kingdom of Golden God, the bell rings; in the Taixuan Mountain, the bell rings.

In the Heavenly Yu Realm, the bell rang out; in the Fan Jingtian, the bell rang out; in the Zixiao Heaven, the bell rang out.

No one knows how to describe this bell. It is a miracle, the true hand of gods, the sound of the emperor.

When the bell rang, figures in the Imperial Realm Void Palace were wearing one color of clothing, flashing in different directions, as if they were heading towards the nine supreme realms.

Far away in the endless distant Tianhe Realm, Ye Futian and Ping'an have returned to the snow-capped mountains. The sky is clear and cloudless, and the sun is shining.

In the 10,35th year of the Shenzhou calendar, it seemed like everything started again.

"clang."

At this moment, a bell sound came from the snow-capped mountain. Ye Futian, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. His divine thoughts swept out. He showed an extremely shocked look. He only felt that the bell sounded like it came from the sky, nowhere, resounding throughout the entire Tianhe City.

"Where did the sound come from?" Ye Futian's heart was only turbulent, and his body soared into the air, wanting to find the source of the bell.

Above the snowy mountain, an old man walked on the snow and looked up at the sky.

"Master Master." Ye Futian fell beside the old man, showing a look of inquiring.
Chapter completed!