The Annihilation of the Sun was over. It was hard for all the opposing sides, because this bloody battle seemed to never end.

Jiang Cheng finally returned to Yunmeng. Standing on the ruins of his home, his heart was painfully squeezed with grief. He would cry at night, but not now, standing in front of the remains of his sect.

He walked along the ruined streets, and memories flashed through his head - busy streets, children's laughter, carefree gossip of young girls and the light of lanterns. Now there was deathly silence - only the steps of the sect leader, slow and careful, and yours, slightly hasty.

You were with him all this time - your heart did not allow you to move away from him even a step. It was not to say that you were a brilliant spellcaster, but you had a sword and some skills. This turned out to be a plus for both of you.

"Jiang Cheng," you gently touch his shoulder as he stops, the tranquility bell of the Yunmeng Jiang Sect lying on the ground. "We will rebuild everything. I promise you. My only concern is... What will we do with the dead?"

Most of Lotus Pier is still littered with the nearly decomposed bodies of people. No one survived that terrible night, except for Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian, who were forced to swim away by madam Yu.

"Remember them." He doesn't turn around, but you can hear his usually firm voice trembling slightly. "We are not to let them die in vain."