"Okay, everyone clean up the battlefield and go back."

Liu Zhuangyong inserted the sword in his hand into the ground, chuckled and gave instructions to everyone.

"General, won't you come back with us...?"

A group of soldiers came over and asked with a puzzled look.

“No…”

"The war is over, my mission is over, it's time to go..."

After Liu Zhuangyong left an incomprehensible remark to everyone, he turned around and looked at Ning Yechen.

"Master Demon, if I'm guessing correctly, you are here to take me away, right?"

Before Ning Yechen could speak, Liu Zhuangyong smiled with relief and took the initiative to ask.

"Well, someone asked me to take you there."

Ning Yechen replied.

It seemed that he didn't need to say anything more, the other party already knew what he was here for.

"Thank you very much."

Liu Zhuangyong didn't say much and accepted it calmly like Li Qingfan.

It seemed as if he had known that this day would come.

Ning Yechen didn't waste any words. He raised his hand lightly and lifted Liu Zhuangyong into the air.

"General! General...!"

"Will you come back?"

A group of soldiers walked forward reluctantly and called out.

After this separation, perhaps we will never meet again...

"Go back, you don't have to send me off."

"I'll come back to see you guys if I have the chance."

Liu Zhuangyong waved his hand and smiled.

"Yes! We'll wait for you to come back!"

"We agreed that you would lead us to make a lot of money after the war is over!"

"You can't break your promise!"

Everyone's eyes could not help but turn red and wet.

Liu Zhuangyong has been with them through life and death for more than ten years, and he often eats and lives with them. He is also generous in rewarding them with good things. He is definitely the best general in everyone's mind.

Liu Zhuangyong smiled and nodded, then turned around and said to Ning Yechen:

"Sorry to bother you, Lord Demon, let's go!"

Under the reluctant gaze of the soldiers, Ning Yechen and Liu Zhuangyong and the others instantly turned into a divine rainbow and disappeared into the distant sky.

Only the crowd was left standing there, looking up and watching...

…

In the southern part of the human world, somewhere on top of Cangshan Mountain

As the sun sets, the evening glow dyes the sky and mountain ridges red.

An old man with white hair and wrinkles on his face, leaning on a cane and hunching over, stood alone on the edge of the cliff, quietly gazing at the setting sun in the distance.

The cloudy and dim eyes no longer had the clarity and brightness of the past, as if if they were closed the next moment, they would never be able to open again.

He knew that this was a sign that he was about to reach the end of his life.

At this moment, his heart was particularly calm, and the memories of the past passed through his mind one by one like a tide.

He was an abandoned baby in a village at the foot of the mountain since he was a child, and no one knew who abandoned him.

When they were found, there was only a crying baby who was thrown at the gate of the village.

There was only a note with the name Wang Cangnian left in his cradle.

A kind-hearted family took him in and raised him.

Like other children, he grew up slowly over the long river of time and experienced the process that everyone must go through.

Study, work, start a family, raise your own children, and grow old...

During this process, he witnessed with his own eyes how his young body gradually became strong, and then slowly became thin and weak.

He personally saw off his adoptive parents who had passed away due to old age, and unfortunately also bid farewell to his wife who passed away early due to illness.

He raised his child alone, little by little, just like he was when he was young.

His children have now started their own families and careers like him, and are beginning to take care of him just as he once took care of his adoptive parents.

The life process of mortals is such a similar reincarnation...

Now that he is about to step into the rotten wood, his heart is filled with emotions, and he can't help but have a deep understanding of life.

For some reason, ever since he could remember, he always paid careful attention to the life and death of people around him.

I have seen newborn babies being born, and I have also witnessed death approaching.

I am constantly feeling my life gradually fading away with the passage of time.

He didn't know why he cared so much about life and death, as if he was born specifically to experience the cycle of life and death...

Throughout his life, he did not have the worldly desires and lofty ambitions that most people have. Instead, whenever he had free time, he would climb mountains to look out into the distance, gaze at nature, and feel the passage of time and the changes that came with it.

He has come here almost every day for decades to gaze into the distance. Time has made the woods below his feet more vivid and full of vitality, but it has also left traces of aging called years on his face.

From the brisk steps he once took when climbing the mountain to the unsteady gait of a decayed tree.

No matter how time passes, the only thing that remains unchanged is the setting sun in the sky.

Although he could clearly feel that his time limit was approaching, Wang Cangnian did not feel any fear, resentment, or regrets in his heart.

All I have is the sense of mission being accomplished and a deep awareness of the passing of life, which fills my heart with relief.

The lifespan of plants can be as long as thousands or even tens of thousands of years. They come alive in spring and wither and die in autumn, repeating this cycle over and over again.

However, the life span of mortals is no more than a hundred years at most. When the time is up, they no longer have the youthful spirit, and their bodies wither like dead trees, unable to be reborn in spring...

Just looking at one person, life is only a hundred years long, how precious and lamentable it is.

These 100 years may seem short, but they have also experienced a hundred seasons changing, with the sun and moon turning upside down. However, they may seem long, but looking back, it seems like just yesterday...

Everything from the past is still vivid in my mind.

But if we look down upon the entire world, aren't humans just like the rotation of the sun and moon, and the change of seasons?

Life is coming to an end, and one returns to dust. A baby cries when it is born, welcoming a new life. Isn't this also a new cycle of reincarnation?

This is the order of life in the world, and this is also the true meaning of life.

Now he is about to reach the end of his life, and his offspring has taken his place and entered a new cycle of life...

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on Wang Cangnian's hunched body, and the afterglow of his life will disappear with the arrival of night.

Wang Cangnian slowly withdrew his gaze from the setting sun in front of him, turned around and looked at Ning Yechen who had been standing behind him without him noticing.

Seeing Ning Yechen suddenly appear, Wang Cangnian showed no emotion at all, but just smiled with relief:

"You are here. I have been waiting for a long time."

With the experience of Li Qingfan and Liu Zhuangyong, Ning Yechen no longer found it strange that the other party seemed to have known that he would come.

Just looking at the old man in front of him with a haggard face and whose time was about to end, he did not expect that this man was actually the last person that Wumingxian asked him to find.

Wang Cangnian narrowed his eyes, and finally looked up at the setting sun, then turned around and smiled happily at Ning Yechen:

"My mission is accomplished, and it's time for me to go back..."

"Thank you..."