In the Clear Sky, within the Golden Palace, the assembled immortals were bustling about, each displaying their celestial arts, preparing to celebrate the triumphant return of the Shen Zang Cult's revered figure, creating an atmosphere of harmony.

"Divine Concealment, oh no, Divine Concealment Celestial Monarch, it was my ignorance that I failed to recognize your greatness before, and spoke out of turn, offending you."

Envoy of Honghu was kowtowing repeatedly, as if he would continue until Divine Concealment Celestial Monarch forgave him.

Divine Concealment Celestial Monarch sat lazily on the emperor's chair, propping up his arm, and lifted his eyelids slightly, seeing that the one paying homage was his old rival, Envoy of Honghu. He waved his hand, "Oh, it's Honghu, rise. I'm not one to hold grudges. Let bygones be bygones."