As the two shared a hug, their erased union was reconnected and the calligraphic matrix on the gate of Xihua Palace slowly faded...
The mystical appearance inside the palace gradually transformed. The red hue from the plants around the place turned into a vibrant green. The blood pool surrounding the temple also mirrored the color of the sky.
The elder's soul in Ye Shin and Emperor He Mo were starstruck by such unforeseen changes. It was too surreal that both of them had to rub their eyes to see if it was really happening.
Inside the temple, a soft sobbing sound had lingered in every corner. The sobbing had grown louder and louder until it turned into a wail. The man was crying as he hugged the woman tightly.
The woman's eyes slowly opened and looked at the sword god. "Xia-Xiang Le... Xiang Le, you are choking me!" she managed to grumble when she felt that the hug was too tight for her to breath.
