Mo Ye's expression was a bit awkward, he said softly, "I... will take good care of myself."
Jin Li and Mo Zhou held back their tears and nodded.
Finally, Mo Ye hugged them once more, then disappeared from the spot.
This time.
Was a true departure.
In the sky.
A black flame appeared, then slowly vanished.
Thousands of members of the Demon Clan looked up, somewhat in a daze, at this scene.
In the past.
Even when the Holy Fire left the Demon Realm, they always had a feeling that the Holy Fire was still there.
But this time, they had a moment of clarity.
The Holy Fire... truly left.
The Holy Fire... was meant to leave after all.
He protected the Demon Realm for millennia, choosing a master was in order to become a true being.
Now.
The Holy Fire chose a very good master, naturally, he must pursue his own path.
The Holy Fire... never owed the Demon Realm.
May Lord Holy Fire achieve his wishes.
May Lord Mo Ye achieve the Great Dao.
