He sealed the Monster Realm, he defeated the God Realm, and he drove back the Demon Realm and the Buddha Realm. He stood in the ruins of the Celestial Court and guarded its last glory.
Hell faced a dilemma.
In the end, under everyone's watchful eyes, Hell remained silent and just left.
At this point, the crisis of the Celestial Court was completely resolved.
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. The Celestial Court, thought to be destined for destruction by all, had actually survived?
Even the head of the Zhang Family couldn't help but feel this way. Looking at Li Qingshan's back, he was neither tall nor majestic. In fact, he was somewhat frail.
This was the shoulder of a young man.
No matter how long he had been in seclusion, no matter how many years had passed, the youth remained a youth.
The shoulders of a young man could bear the seasons and the elements, as well as the rise and fall of the sun and moon.
