When Shen Yue was due to prostrate for the fourth time and Tian Xin was about to be annihilated, the divine halberd was fired toward heaven.
Though the main body of the divine halberd was intercepted by the ancient battlefield, a streak of blood-colored light took the opportunity to pierce into the upper realm, transforming into the phantom of Shen Shao, who stopped the fourth prostration of Shen Yue.
"My child."
Shen Yue slowly raised his head and said with shame, "Father Emperor."
Shen Shao nodded with satisfaction, "Come home."
"The child is incompetent." Disappointment filled Shen Yue's eyes, for he knew the outcome after the failure of the divine ritual.
"Our Shen family takes pride in you," said Shen Shao emotionally, reaching out to steady the staggering figure of Shen Yue.
"Shen Yue."
Tian Xin called out, and Shen Yue looked up.
