Devour: Trade the future, abstract to godhood!

"Rest and recuperate, and prepare to face the next storm."

Wei Wen smiled easily.

"That's probably difficult. The races around us have already been subdued."

"The Primal Alliance has united this entire era!"

The giant axe looked wistful: "It's time for me to go into seclusion."

"We're also planning to improve ourselves, and we still have a few Jedi to check out!"

Luo Feng also came over, smiling, and said, "We'll set off after tonight!"

Are you going?

Thor came over and looked at Wei Wen, asking him a question.

"I'll come back sometime soon, stay for a while, and then we'll talk about it."

Wei Wen shook his head and refused.

"Alright! Then let's part ways here!"

"..."

The banquet ended, and everyone said their goodbyes and parted ways.

Everything is over, and everyone naturally has to go their separate ways.

Wei Wen, on the other hand, returned to his long-lost home.

"You're back."

Ai Chen was in the living room when she saw him return, and her eyes flashed with excitement.

It's been so long since we truly felt each other's presence.

"Dad! How long are you staying this time?"

Wei Yuan also came over.

"I came back to keep you company and, incidentally, to keep an eye on your cultivation."

"I'll go out when you break through to the level of a Universe Master!"

Wei Wen rubbed his son's head and smiled at the mother and son.

Everything is both an end and a beginning.

The future is expected.