The Demon Princess, however, became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and she faced the heavenly calamity head-on without losing the upper hand.
Half a day later, the calamity clouds finally dissipated.
With the blessing from Heaven, Demon Princess successfully became a saint, and a terrifying holy power rose into the sky.
Time flies, and another five years have passed.
In the past five years, the Bloody Secret Realm has completely become the cradle of saints.
Saints are emerging in large numbers.
Ouyang Chuchu, Xiao Wuhen, Zhuge Kong, Fu Jingxian...
These geniuses who were once famous in their respective regions have gradually stepped into the realm of saints that they had always dreamed of.
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At the same time, in the mortal world, Qingzhou, Luoyun Sect.
In Zaiyi Peak, in front of a simple wooden house, a young man was chopping firewood in the yard.
He is Nian Chen.
Now fifteen years old, he is thin but tall, just like a green bamboo emerging from the ground, with a vigorous vitality.
Suddenly, he stopped the axe in his hand, and a look of incredible ecstasy appeared on his face.
He dropped his axe and rushed into the house.
"Grandpa! Grandpa!"
Nian Chen excitedly rushed to the bed, his voice trembling slightly.
"I seem to... I seem to have a little sense of energy!"
On the bed, the old servant's breath became weaker and weaker, like a candle in the wind. Only when he heard the shouting did he slowly open his cloudy eyes.
"Xiaochen...what did you say?"
"Grandpa, I seem to have a sense of energy!" Nian Chen repeated, his eyes full of sparkling light.
"Really?"
An astonishing light suddenly burst out from the old servant's cloudy eyes.
"Great! Great!"
He was so excited that tears streamed down his face. He stretched out his trembling, skinny hand and touched Nianchen's head.
"Grandpa knew it, Grandpa knew that our Xiaochen would be able to do it!"
His voice was hoarse, but filled with incomparable relief and pride.
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