Chapter 1012: The Myth Of The Giant God
Li Xiaofei had not visited Heaven in a very, very long time. It was not because the road was too far, nor because he lacked the time. It was simply because, for a long while, he had felt that he should not return.
White clouds drifted endlessly in the sky. The Southern Heavenly Gate stood tall and magnificent after its reconstruction. The white jade-like stone radiated an aura of purity and majesty.
A solitary figure appeared beneath the Southern Heavenly Gate, seated cross-legged in mid-air. He wore white robes as pristine as jade. His posture was upright and dignified. The aura he emitted was at least that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. He was just one step away from becoming a quasi-Emperor.
He guarded this place alone. He was but one man, yet he gave off the imposing presence of a thousand-strong army.
"Greetings, Senior," Li Xiaofei said respectfully.
He was certain that this man must have been one of the powerful beings resurrected after the battle at the Southern Heavenly Gate.
"Young Master Li," the figure in white opened his eyes and smiled. "You’ve returned. Her Highness is waiting for you in Doushuai Palace."
Li Xiaofei cupped his hands in salute before ascending the steps. After a few strides, the Southern Heavenly Gate disappeared from view. Li Xiaofei did not ask the white-robed expert for his name. There was no need. He must have been one of the most outstanding heroes of the human race.
Heaven had been fully rebuilt. Pavilions and towers like those in a celestial realm rose one after another as far as the eye could see, stunningly beautiful and veiled among the drifting clouds. It had swept away all traces of the past ruin and gloom. Yet, it still felt so empty.
There weren’t even celestial soldiers or generals patrolling the area. However, the evil aura that had once permeated the place, left behind by the Ruos, had completely dissipated.
It didn’t take Li Xiaofei long to arrive at Lingxiao Hall. Although Heaven was already in its third generation of reconstruction, it had retained this most famous palace from the traditional mythology of Great Xia.
Li Xiaofei stepped inside. He saw a solitary figure seated behind a grand desk, writing swiftly and diligently. She was completely absorbed in her work.