Nezha entered a state of closed cultivation. On the southern battlefield, although the high-ranking forces of the Shang Army were at a disadvantage, the lower-ranking soldiers were far superior to the refugees of the West Zhou, so the stalemate persisted.
Meanwhile, in the east, the Eastern Marquis Jiang Huanchu, aged and frail, quietly passed away in his sleep, his True Spirit flying towards the south to the Investiture of the Gods.
An inexplicable ripple flashed at the bedside, followed by the appearance of three individuals: the long-missing Yin Jiao, Yin Hong, and an elderly figure who appeared extremely benevolent.
Yin Jiao and Yin Hong had been stripped of their mana for years, yet now their appearances showed no signs of aging; surprisingly, their auras had broken through to the Heavenly Immortal realm.
Yin Hong looked at the grandfather who had been kind to his brothers, now deceased, and with some guilt said, "Master, won't this..."
