Bathed in the Divine Light of Creation, the phoenix divine feather melted and turned into the Phoenix Ancestor's origin blood. It then began to gestate and grow, forming a phoenix egg. The Phoenix Ancestor didn't hesitate to plunge into it.
The same occurred with the Qilin Ancestor—his Qilin horn dissolved and transformed into a Qilin egg, which he also entered without hesitation.
Since their cultivation realms were so profound, even a single drop of their origin blood could trigger rebirth. As such, their resurrection proceeded smoothly.
In the blink of an eye, the Phoenix Ancestor and Qilin Ancestor broke out of their shells simultaneously, their auras skyrocketing, reaching the same level as the newly reborn Ancestral Dragon.
"Congratulations to the Ancestors on weathering the tribulation and being reborn!"
Countless experts from both clans burst into joy and reverence. This was true rebirth—resurrection in the truest sense.
Each clan member could feel a kind of ecstatic joy deep in their blood, as if the very ancestral will within them was celebrating.
SWISH!!
Suddenly, the void split open again, and two world treasures descended from the heavens, appearing before the Phoenix and Qilin Ancestors.
One was a massive Phoenix Nest, capable of nurturing Parasol Trees, gleaming with brilliant seven-colored light.
The other was a gigantic sacred mountain, radiating endless auspicious rainbow light.
"World Treasure — Phoenix Nest!!"
"World Treasure — Qilin Mountain!!"
These treasures radiated powerful innate auras, making it obvious they were not ordinary artifacts. These were clan-protecting sacred artifacts, capable of sustaining their respective species and suppressing their clan fortune.
The Heavenly Dao had clearly rewarded the Three Great Clans for their decision to march beyond the heavens.
Of course, how far they could cultivate these treasures would depend entirely on their own efforts. No one else could interfere.
With proper nurturing, they could rival even supreme divine artifacts.
"Quick, return to your respective territories. Soon, guiding power will descend to aid your migration!"
"Gather all Qilin Clan foundations and relocate them into Qilin Mountain.From now on, this Sacred Mountain shall be our homeland.Leave a portion behind to guard the Eternal World."
The two Ancestors immediately began giving orders.
Now that they had Phoenix Nest and Qilin Mountain, they finally had proper strongholds.
Remaining in the Eternal World would bring diminishing returns—heading beyond the heavens to guard the Realm Gates would instead yield immense merit and fate, ensuring their legacies would thrive, even grow stronger than ever.
That was what truly mattered.
Soon, on Mount Buzhou, large groups of Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin experts began departing in all directions.
They were returning to their homes to prepare for the great migration.
Over the years of war in the Eternal World, these clans hadn't just been fighting—they had amassed mountains of heavenly treasures and resources.
Their wealth was staggering.
Now that they were leaving, none of it could be left behind—those treasures were the very foundation of their long campaign beyond the heavens.
To abandon them was unthinkable.
Thankfully, Heaven did not urge them, and allowed the Three Clans time to gather their assets and prepare.
Suddenly, a voice from the Heavenly Eye passed through the skies into the minds of all beings:
"The Dragon-Han Calamity is hereby concluded.The God-Demon Battlefield shall be sealed in three months.All participating races may earn merit points and redeem them as needed before then.After three months, all cultivators—except those of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans—must withdraw from the battlefield."
The divine message echoed through every mind in the Eternal World.
Cheers broke out everywhere.
"Finally! The calamity is over! The warriors in the God-Demon Battlefield can return!"
"That disaster nearly scared me to death.I saw a dragon claw flatten a mountain outside our village—death was everywhere.We had no control over our fates. This calamity… it was truly horrifying!"
"The Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans are leaving to wage war beyond the heavens.Without their suppression… what will happen to the Eternal World?Will it grow more peaceful, or even more chaotic?"
Many cultivators began entertaining private thoughts.
The end of the calamity was a blessing.The sealing of the battlefield also meant a brief respite from the Eternal Night threat.
But with the departure of the Three Clans, the power vacuum might cause other races to restart wars over territory, fate, and survival.
That's how it had always been.
Peace… was an illusion.
Power begets ambition.
"Is my husband finally coming home?I wonder how he's been over the past twenty-plus years…"
Within the Great Yi Imperial Court, in a quiet pavilion, Cai Yan plucked a zither, lost in deep thought. Her music was ethereal—she had reached an enlightened state.
Her gaze turned skyward, full of longing and anticipation.
To cultivators, a few decades might pass in a flash.
But to the heart, it could feel like a lifetime.
God-Demon Battlefield.
In a war city, a girl in imperial robes, standing tall and proud, exuded the aura of a celestial phoenix.
It was Yi Xianhuang.
"The battlefield is about to close…I wonder when Father will return from the Eternal Night Battlefield."
She gazed into the void, murmuring to herself.
Though the war was ending, she felt anything but relief.This was the most dangerous moment.
The Eternal Night powerhouses would never allow Yi Tianxing to leave unchallenged.
They would surely make a move.
She didn't want to imagine what that meant.
These years, she had fought all over the battlefield, awakening and refining her own phoenix bloodline through countless life-or-death battles.
Yet now, she couldn't even find the gate to help her father.
That helplessness tormented her.
"Sister, don't worry. Believe in Father.With his strength, he won't fall so easily.Maybe… he's already on his way back to us."
Beside her stood a young man who bore a striking resemblance to Yi Tianxing.
His eyes were full of faith and confidence.
To him, their father was invincible—unshakable by any threat.
But what worried him now was—did their father even know what had happened in the Eternal World?
"The war's over…But how will the Yi Emperor return?Eternal Night won't let him leave peacefully."
"The Eternal Night Battlefield… if only we could charge in and fight!Even if I died in there, it'd be worth it."
"Let's hope the Yi Emperor makes it back alive.If he hadn't stormed into Eternal Night, the pressure on us would've been ten or even a hundred times worse.We all owe him our lives."
Throughout the battlefield, Eternal World's elites whispered, debated, and prayed.
For the next three months, they would all be waiting—waiting for news of the Yi Emperor.
On a high mountain—
Longevity Daoist and Carefree Wanderer stood together, eyes fixed on the Forbidden Zone of Time and Space, gazing toward the Well of Gods and Demons.
"I thought the battlefield would be utterly devastated this time,"said Longevity Daoist."But Yi Emperor reversed it all—entering Eternal Night and diverting their full attention.If not, we'd have lost ten times more lives."
"To attack instead of defend...that was the perfect strategy.His vision is unmatched."
"Now it all depends on whether he can return safely from the Well of Gods and Demons.Alone and unaided—if his path back is cut off, it's truly a death trap.But if he returns, he alone will hold the greatest merit among all races.No one can compare."
Carefree Wanderer's tone was grave.
At this point, merit was meaningless.
Survival was everything.
This war had ended far too abruptly.
Let's only hope the Eternal Night wasn't ready for it.Otherwise, what awaits will be far more dangerous.
Eternal Night Battlefield.
Yi Tianxing lifted his head, gazing into the void.
Before him, the scene of Mount Buzhou was playing out clearly—the rebirth of the Three Ancestral Clans, and their declaration of eternal war beyond the heavens.
His eyes narrowed.
"This is the Eternal World's scene—yet it's visible even here in the Eternal Night Battlefield.Does that mean Eternal Night has no real secrets from Eternal World?Or is it because Eternal World's laws have begun to permeate this battlefield, allowing cross-realm resonance?"
He mulled over the possibilities—but leaned toward the latter.
If Eternal Night really had no secrets, the Eternal World would've fallen long ago.
"Emperor, we must return."
Liu Bowen reminded solemnly.
"No one expected this war to end so suddenly.We must return to the Well of Gods and Demons as fast as possible.Otherwise… danger will descend."