No one had expected the Dusk River God to manifest and forcibly interrupt the Dusk River Sacrament! Likewise, no one doubted the girl’s true identity. Who else but the Dusk River God would be able to interrupt the ritual and calm the maddened river?

All of the Dusk cultivators bowed down, kowtowing and worshipping her. An endless supply of gratitude flowed into Xuanxi’s body, devout sentiments that propelled the vestiges of her strength back to the empyrean immortal level and beyond.

No one was more grateful to her than Dusk residents. It was she who’d suppressed the ancient Dusk Tomb and ended the calamity of evil. It was she who’d sealed the tomb with her own life. 

Over the past thousand years, the frequency at which the spirits and specters rioted had been significantly lower. Therefore, it was no wonder that the cultivators would...