Chapter 192: The Duel Concludes, A Great Victory

The bluestone arena was stained with blood; drops of fresh blood flowed continuously along the reliefs, dyeing the entire arena red.

On the arena, the aura of the Master of the Blood Sea was unstable and flickering; she furrowed her brows tightly, not daring to be the slightest bit careless.

She was a being formed from the Blood Sea who had attained the Dao; many techniques that erupted with Qi and Blood to squeeze the physical body could not cause permanent damage to her foundation.

Therefore, she could use them boldly and recklessly, stimulating her own potential without regard for the consequences; even if she were severely injured afterward, she could recover upon returning to the Blood Sea.

Thus, from the very start of the duel, she had spared no cost, unleashing every life-risking method at her disposal.

Consequently, her essence blood was now depleted, and the dantian and meridians of her manifested physical body were covered in cracks, as if they would shatter at any moment.

Her condition was poor, but Mo Bicheng's was even worse; one of his arms was fractured, the long saber he wielded had developed numerous cracks, and he had no idea how many wounds covered his entire body.

Moreover, his internal Qi and Blood had been stirred up, preventing these wounds from healing at any moment.

Mo Bicheng was indeed very strong, but compared to the Master of the Blood Sea, he was still lacking by a few points.

He did indeed possess many secret treasures of the Heavenly Palace, his trump cards, all of which he carried on his person.

But the Master of the Blood Sea possessed almost the entire heritage of the Netherworld; heaven knows how many good things Fengdu Niangniang had given her.

Aside from that Vermilion Bird Tail Feather, the Red Oil-Paper Umbrella she held in her hand now, while appearing to be an umbrella, actually contained spatial secret arts.

Not only could it draw people inside, but various offensive means launched by enemies could also be absorbed into it.

Furthermore, the clothing she wore was also an extremely rare treasure garment.

As for other types of treasure weapons, Chen Mo had seen her take out as many as six or seven.

With such an advantage, even Mo Bicheng was beaten until he was left struggling to defend himself.

"Strategy of Heaven! The Great Elder has used the Strategy of Heaven!" the Martial Artists on the Xuantian World side whispered.

The so-called Strategy of Heaven was a secret method passed down by the Heavenly Palace, which could only be cultivated and unleashed by Heavenly Human Realm martial artists.

When unleashed, a martial artist could borrow the Heaven and Earth Power of the myriad phenomena to add to their body, causing their combat power to soar instantly, while also being able to see clearly the changes in the power of heaven and earth and predict the enemy's next move.

Hence the name Strategy of Heaven.

"The Great Elder has unleashed the Strategy of Heaven; the outcome should be decided in this one move!" a daoist in green robes said with sharp eyes, making his judgment.

"The Strategy of Heaven is a secret transmission of the Heavenly Palace, said to originate from the Ancient Heavenly Court; this secret technique is extremely difficult to cultivate, and even among Heavenly Human Realm martial artists, not everyone can master it. Since the Great Elder can unleash it, victory is likely just a matter of time!"

A Heavenly Human Realm powerhouse wore a smile, clearly quite confident in Mo Bicheng.

On the Xuantian World side, most powerhouses held this same view; even if there were a few dissenting opinions, they believed that once the Strategy of Heaven was unleashed, the outcome would be decided in this one move.

Only Shui Qianqiu remained, a peaceful smile on his face, saying nothing as he looked toward the palace opposite.

Both palaces were equipped with viewing platforms, level with the arena, to facilitate the many powerhouses watching the duel.

Chen Mo sensed Shui Qianqiu's gaze and immediately smiled at him, a very confident smile.

Shui Qianqiu understood instantly; it seemed that what Mo Bicheng had said earlier was not false, and Chen Mo's strength was indeed very great.

To have a powerhouse in this era capable of contending with oneself was truly a rare stroke of good fortune.

At the thought of this, his smile grew even more joyful.

Among the many Heavenly Human Realm powerhouses present, only he and Chen Mo could see it.

Mo Bicheng's unleashing of the Strategy of Heaven appeared powerful, but in reality, he was at the end of his rope.

Defeat was only a matter of time.

Meanwhile, the Heavenly Human Realm martial artists beside him, seeing Shui Qianqiu smile so happily, assumed even more that Mo Bicheng had victory in his grasp, and they began to smile as well.

On the arena, after Mo Bicheng finished unleashing the Strategy of Heaven, his momentum surged greatly, yet the Master of the Blood Sea was like a slippery loach.

No matter what means he employed, they were all neutralized by the Master of the Blood Sea.

Although there were countless dangers in between, he could never achieve a quick victory.

He grew increasingly anxious in his heart.

He was not the Master of the Blood Sea; when unleashing the Strategy of Heaven, he had his own limits of endurance, and once those limits were broken, the resulting severe injuries would not be so easily healed.

At this thought, the fierce courage in his heart could not help but leak away by three parts.

"Blood-Drawing Kill!" The Master of the Blood Sea suddenly stopped her steps, her eyes staring fixedly at Mo Bicheng.

She had deliberately shouted these three words; they say that to kill a person, one must strike at their heart, and in a duel between top powerhouses, the strength of one's momentum can sometimes determine victory or defeat.

The fresh blood that had spilled onto the arena now came to life, condensing in the air into blades of blood.

Mo Bicheng furrowed his brows tightly, his heart jumping violently.

The many Heavenly Human Realm powerhouses of the Xuantian World also had their expressions turn ugly; even with the Array blocking them, they could feel the terrifying lethality contained within those blood blades.

"Whoosh!" The blood blades broke through the air, attacking Mo Bicheng; he felt his entire body's Qi and Blood agitated, as if they were about to burst out of his body.

These blood blades were extremely fast and moved in a highly bizarre manner, completely impossible to fathom, with each blade connected to the vast Heaven and Earth Power.

The arena had an Array to conceal it, preventing the aftermath from spreading, so the full extent was not yet visible.

If this were in the outside world, a single blood blade falling could turn a radius of a hundred miles into a wasteland, with all living beings having their internal Qi and Blood detonated.

"I concede!" Mo Bicheng roared.

Given the current situation, he really dared not continue fighting.

Otherwise, even if he could win, the price he would have to pay would be immense, and he might even lose his life.

Rather than continuing to hold on, it was better to concede early; in any case, there was still the Ancestor Son sitting in command.

It didn't matter if he lost one match, as long as he could win two!

As long as the Ancestor Son took action, everything would get better!

The Master of the Blood Sea's movements paused; earlier, everyone had made a gentleman's agreement that unless one truly could not control their own power, if one side conceded, the other must stop immediately.

"The first match, Cangxuan World wins!" The referee from the Xuantian World had an ugly expression, but still announced the result.

Several Xuantian World Heavenly Human Realm martial artists rushed to the arena to support Mo Bicheng, using True Qi to help him regulate his internal injuries and feeding him a Healing Pill.

Chen Mo also flashed onto the arena and walked to the side of the Master of the Blood Sea.

"Senior Blood Sea, how is your current condition?" As he spoke, he took a Healing Pill from his robes, the very one he had refined when he broke through to the Heavenly Human Realm earlier.

The Master of the Blood Sea is not of the Human Race; the pills used by the Human Race may not necessarily have a good effect on her.

Yet this pill contains the power of vitality, so even she can use it just the same.

"It is very serious; I fear I cannot fight another match." The Master of the Blood Sea did not look well; she took the pill from Chen Mo's hand and swallowed it directly.

"No matter, you go and heal your wounds in peace; leave the matters here to me." Chen Mo smiled at her, his expression very confident.

"Good, then I will return to the Netherworld first. I leave this place to you; do not forget to help me demand the Heavenly Court Imperial Order." After swallowing the pill, the Master of the Blood Sea felt her injuries improve slightly, and she immediately gave a hurried instruction before flashing away.

Although she can freely enter and exit the Netherworld, she must be within the territory of the Cangxuan World.

Therefore, she needs to walk another dozen or so miles to be able to enter the Underworld.

The Master of the Blood Sea and Mo Bicheng walked off the arena one after another, and the person responsible for controlling the Array cleaned the Blood Qi off the stage.

Chen Mo walked onto the arena with a smile, his expression looking very calm.

"I never thought that in this era there would still be a powerhouse capable of contending with me! This is truly a great fortune in life!" Shui Qianqiu laughed as he stepped onto the arena, his eyes filled with high-spirited fighting intent.

"If I had not been born into this world, this era would surely have been your stage; it is just a pity that you met me."

Shui Qianqiu sighed lightly, as if feeling sorry for Chen Mo.

"In this life, I am destined to forge a path of invincibility; becoming my stepping stone can only be considered your bad luck."

His tone was unhurried, and as he said this, his tone suddenly shifted, "But you should be honored; being defeated by me is the greatest glory of your life!"

It could be seen that he was very confident in his ability to win, without the slightest doubt.

Not only him, but the remaining Heavenly Human powerhouses of the Xuantian World had never doubted this point either.

At this moment, they all wore confident expressions, as if as long as Shui Qianqiu made a move, all problems would be solved easily.

Seeing this, Chen Mo began to take him seriously; Heavenly Human powerhouses are not fools, and they are even less likely to be blindly confident.

Since the opponent has absolute confidence in himself, it means his strength is definitely not poor—at the very least, he must be stronger than Mo Bicheng.

And not just a little bit stronger, but much stronger.

"You are a worthy opponent; I will go all out. If you cannot win, admit defeat quickly; losing to me is nothing to be ashamed of," Shui Qianqiu continued to say with a smile.

"Whether you can win or not is only known after fighting; we haven't even started yet, how do you know you've already won!" Chu Tianxiu finally could not hold back and loudly retorted.

Although the strength of an Innate Martial Artist is not as good as a Heavenly Human, he could still hear the conversation on the arena clearly.

"Hmph! The Ancestor Son is a top-tier talent from the previous era; it is just that when he was born, it was too close to the Catastrophe, which is why he sealed himself.

Now that he has awakened and recultivated, his physical body has reached the Creation Realm, and his True Qi cultivation is at Heavenly Human Perfection!

Moreover, the Secret Techniques and Secret Skills he has mastered are as vast as the sea. He even possesses top-tier heavy treasures left over from the previous era.

Let alone fighting a Heavenly Human Martial Artist, even if a Supernatural Martial Artist were to come, the Ancestor Son would still have the power to fight!"

Mo Qianshan spoke loudly, his expression quite confident, as if he were the Ancestor Son himself.

Of course, there was inevitably some boasting in these words, but this was also a part of the confrontation between the two sides.

If their side could suppress Chen Mo with momentum, then their winning percentage would invisibly increase a little.

Not just him, the remaining Heavenly Humans of the Xuantian World were also holding their heads high and chests out at this moment, with expressions of being well-prepared.

Although they hadn't fought yet, no matter how one looked at it, they seemed to have already won.

Chu Tianxiu, however, frowned, his gaze carrying a hint of worry.

If things were truly as the opponent said, then this duel would be perilous.

He knew Chen Mo's strength was very high, but he did not know exactly how high.

At this moment, he could not see through the strength of the two people on the arena at all.

He also did not know Chen Mo's True Qi cultivation, so he felt worried in his heart; furthermore, that Ancestor Son also had legendary top-tier heavy treasures.

Not only him, but Zhao Xuanxin, Zhang Dao Lord, and Mingxing Fangzhang could not help but feel worried, yet they still maintained smiles on their faces.

On the arena, Shui Qianqiu looked at Chen Mo, and seeing that he still had a calm expression, he could not help but nod slightly.

To have Mount Tai collapse before one's eyes without changing one's expression—this is the true powerhouse.

And only such a powerhouse is qualified to be his opponent.

"Please!" Shui Qianqiu set his stance and raised his hands in invitation.

Chen Mo also made full preparations, ready to trigger the Dao Seed within his body at any time.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The Honglu Dazhong rang out once more.

The Mysterious Aperture Dao Seed connected with Heaven and Earth; Chen Mo's physical body grew with the Wind, and in an instant, he transformed into an iron tower giant two zhang and three chi tall.

For the past year, he had focused on cultivating True Qi, but his practice of Dharma Heaven and Earth had never been neglected.

Now, by unleashing Dharma Heaven and Earth, he could increase his own combat power ninefold.

Shui Qianqiu had also entered the state of Strategy of Heaven, observing the changes in the Heavenly Law to respond to Chen Mo at all times.

Chen Mo did not dare to be the slightest bit careless; his fists flew, like dragons emerging from the sea.

His True Qi took shape, drawing upon the Heaven and Earth Power to bolster himself.

"Moving Mountains!"

Seeing the Heaven and Earth Power vibrate and shift, Shui Qianqiu could not help but be secretly startled.

The power that Chen Mo drew upon truly exceeded his expectations.

Not daring to be careless, he used his True Qi to form seals and connect with Heaven and Earth, unleashing a prototype of a supernatural ability, which he called Moving Mountains.

Chen Mo only felt his fists being supported by a force, and immediately after, he was thrown out with extreme finesse.

"Boom!"

The strike missed and slammed into the arena; dust filled the sky, and the entire arena instantly sank by a notch.

The reliefs carved on the outer perimeter of the arena now showed cracks, and the Array faintly showed signs of collapsing.

The smiles on the faces of the Xuantian World Martial Artists froze; no matter how confident they were, they could feel the power of this punch at this moment—if it were them, there would be no possibility of blocking it.

But Shui Qianqiu still had not fallen into a disadvantage; Chen Mo was strong, but they did not feel that the Ancestor Son would lose.

Chu Tianxiu and the others breathed a sigh of relief, though their expressions remained very tense; they stared fixedly at the arena, not daring to be the least bit distracted.

"Careful!" Shui Qianqiu called out a warning, yet his smile was very confident, as if he did not believe Chen Mo could dodge this strike of his.

Chen Mo only felt as if the vast sky had transformed into a great net, binding him, the swimming fish, within it.

Following that, the fishing net transformed into strands as sharp as blades, constantly weaving around his entire body.

The material of the strands was special and very fine; they passed through his armor as if meeting no resistance, winding only around his physical body.

The armor Chen Mo wore was not affected in the slightest, yet his physical body was being struck continuously by the strands.

"This is the Heavenly Palace's secret transmission, Luo Heaven Weave; there is nothing in the world it cannot pierce, nothing it cannot break. It does not harm other objects, only a person's physical body. Even if a Creation Realm expert were to take such a blow, they would be severely injured if not killed!"

A veteran from the Xuantian World with more experience spoke up, stating the power of this technique in a single sentence.

"It seems the Ancestor Son winning is only a matter of time; we can just wait peacefully." Another Martial Artist spoke, drawing agreement from the crowd.

The atmosphere in the Xuantian World viewing gallery suddenly became lively.

Meanwhile, the Cangxuan World side appeared somewhat deathly silent; no one spoke much, and everyone's expression was not very good.

Chen Mo reached out and grabbed these strands wrapped around his body; they were indeed very sharp.

The strands wove together, forming a net, wanting to tear his physical body apart.

It was just a pity that they could not exert much effect.

Chen Mo's physical body had undergone one Mortal Transformation after another, though he was still very far from a physical body becoming holy and indestructible like diamond.

Yet the injuries that ordinary means could inflict upon him were truly much smaller, not to mention he still had his own Dao Seed for protection.

Seeing this situation, Shui Qianqiu could not help but reveal shock, decisively detonating all the strands.

In an instant, dust and smoke splashed across the sky, and the bluestone-paved arena developed cracks, some even beginning to collapse.

Endless Dao techniques intertwined, shaking the space here.

Chen Mo's body swayed slightly, but it had no great effect.

Shui Qianqiu's expression was very ugly; he naturally sensed that his strike had not caused much of an impact on Chen Mo.

And it was clear that Chen Mo's physical strength was very high, far stronger than his own.

"Clang!" The precious sword left its sheath, and Chen Mo immediately noticed that this was absolutely an extremely rare divine weapon.

The sword body was engraved with Nine Dragons Nine Tigers Sword, and the entire body was a reddish-purple color.

As soon as it left the sheath, it was shrouded in a cold, murderous intent.

Chen Mo did not give Shui Qianqiu the chance to use the sword, stepping forward to press the attack and smashing a fist toward him.

Heaven and Earth Power evolved, and Chen Mo's Dao Seed released power unique to himself, suppressing everything around him.

Shui Qianqiu was shocked and astonished, feeling only a boundless, immense force descending; he had calculated this move, yet he could not dodge it.

In his haste, he did not hesitate, urging the precious sword in his hand to thrust forward with all his might!

"Bang!" Chen Mo's palms were like palm-leaf fans, drawing on boundless, immense force to smash into Shui Qianqiu's body.

His protective True Qi was shattered in an instant, and the precious garment on his body emitted a precious light to resist, yet it still failed to block this strike.

But it had to be said, Shui Qianqiu's strength was indeed extremely high.

Under Chen Mo's full-force strike, he actually only bled from his seven orifices instead of dying on the spot.

From this, it could be seen that the Xuantian World Martial Artist's words were not false; his physical body had indeed reached the Creation Realm.

Chen Mo was not having an easy time either; the precious sword in Shui Qianqiu's hand was extremely sharp, breaking through his armor and piercing his flesh, actually making him bleed.

Moreover, the power contained within the sword Qi flowed continuously into his body along the wound, and he had to mobilize his Blood Qi to suppress it.

Yet regardless, the outcome of this strike was already decided.

The two sides of the arena suddenly fell into silence; the Xuantian World Martial Artists were stunned, not knowing how to react.

In their eyes, the nearly invincible Ancestor Son had now been beaten into a severe injury after only a few exchanges of fighting Chen Mo.

This was truly unexpected for many people, and they simply could not believe everything before their eyes.

Even the Martial Artists of the Cangxuan World had not expected the reversal to come so quickly.

True Qi flowed within Shui Qianqiu's body, transforming into a great seal that smashed toward Chen Mo with the force of a heavy mountain.

The injuries within his body were indeed very serious, but they had not yet reached the point of endangering his life.

Blood Qi flowed and changed, stabilizing the injuries on his body.

Chen Mo reached out a hand, forcefully blocking the great seal; the arena beneath his feet shook, and cracks spread out with him as the center.

Shui Qianqiu controlled his True Qi, once again pressing down with all his might.

At this moment, the Martial Artists of both worlds no longer spoke; even if Xuantian World Martial Artists saw the origin of this great seal, they only weighed it in their hearts.

Chen Mo could feel the weight of this great seal; it was likely approaching hundreds of millions of catties.

If not for his own formed Dao Seed, he likely would not have had the ability to bear this great seal.

Grasping the great seal, he threw it forward with all his might; Shui Qianqiu dodged, wanting to avoid it, but it was simply too late.

Chen Mo relied entirely on his own strength without connecting to the Heavenly Law, so he naturally could not perceive it in advance.

"Bang!" The great seal smashed down; the injuries within Shui Qianqiu's body were already bad, and the current situation was even more severe.

Seeing this situation, Chen Mo also felt at ease; previously, he had not attacked with full force, mainly because he was worried that Shui Qianqiu's strength was too high.

If he had fully activated his killing techniques, his defenses might have slackened, so he had only used seventy percent of his power before.

After these few rounds of probing, he could already determine that Shui Qianqiu was not that strong; while his strength was not bad, it depended on who he was compared to.

Compared to himself a year ago, he was indeed much stronger, but compared to his current self, he was somewhat lacking.

The aura on Chen Mo's body erupted further, True Qi merging into Heaven and Earth, following the trend.

Shui Qianqiu's brows were locked tight; with his vision, he could naturally see that Chen Mo's aura was three parts stronger.

If he continued to fight, his chances of winning were not high; even if he could win, it would be a pyrrhic victory.

Yet he was inherently an extremely conceited person; he would not turn back until he hit the south wall, and would not give up until he reached the Yellow River. Even if the situation were even worse, he would absolutely not admit defeat easily.

Chen Mo's figure was like a flying thunderbolt, reaching Shui Qianqiu's side in an instant; the surrounding Heaven and Earth Power was entirely drawn by him, and his own True Qi followed suit.

Shui Qianqiu had reacted early and hurriedly dodged, only to find that he had nowhere to hide unless he jumped off the arena.

The power Chen Mo drew was too great, intentionally covering the entire arena, and there was still plenty to spare.

His protective treasure garment had long since been shattered, and for the moment, he could only take this blow head-on.

"Myriad Phenomena Convergence!" Chen Mo roared, the power of his veteran Dao Seed stirred to the extreme.

Myriad Phenomena Convergence is a Supernatural Power contained within the Cangxuan World, which only Martial Artists who can practice Dharma Heaven and Earth can cultivate.

A Martial Artist uses Dharma Heaven and Earth to hook and draw the power of the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth into a single strike; this strike mobilizes all the power a Martial Artist can command, and after it is unleashed, the Dharma Heaven and Earth will collapse.

Chen Mo's hard work over this past year has now allowed him to barely master this strike.

Unleashed at this moment, it could truly be called a shaking of heaven and earth.

All Heaven and Earth Power within a radius of ten thousand miles was indirectly summoned, and bursts of Heaven and Earth Power surged over, even forming a hurricane around the arena.

The endless power of Heavenly Law condensed into one, and the bursts of pressure emitted were like a divine master descending into the world.

Within the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range, beasts fled for their lives, hiding in the deepest parts of their lairs, while birds flapped their wings and trembled in fear.

Even snakes, insects, rats, and ants hid back in their nests, curling into balls.

Within the borders of Xinzhou, countless cattle and sheep prostrated themselves; the herders who saw the celestial phenomenon in the distance could not help but kowtow and pray, murmuring to themselves and praying for peace and safety.

Shui Qianqiu only felt his breathing become rapid, becoming extremely oppressive.

The power of the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth would all be fused into this strike, smashing down upon him with an unstoppable momentum.

"I will not lose!" Facing this strike, Shui Qianqiu instinctively chose not to believe it; he dared not imagine how Chen Mo could wield such power!

Yet whether he believed it or not, the violent and peerless power smashed down, and the arena Array could no longer withstand this force, beginning to collapse completely.

The entire arena collapsed, turning into a ruin; in the very center of the ruins, Shui Qianqiu lay on a pile of bluestone fragments, his entire person having already turned into a human-shaped charcoal.

The aftermath of Chen Mo's strike was still surging into the distance, kicking up a sky full of dust and sand.

Fortunately, it only kicked up a sky full of dust; under the cancellation of the Array's power, not much force would spread outward.

The Wind whistled, and all around the ruins, there was dead silence.

The Heaven-Human experts of the Xuantian World were stunned like wooden chickens; not a single person could have imagined the situation before them.

Although some had considered the absolute worst-case scenario, that would still have been a fierce battle where both sides exhausted their means, with Shui Qianqiu narrowly winning in the end.

This was the worst situation they could imagine, and they had already given Chen Mo enough respect.

After all, previously, they had thought Shui Qianqiu would win quickly.

But none of this happened; the situation far exceeded their expectations, and Chen Mo had directly severely wounded Shui Qianqiu with just one strike.

And he himself, by the looks of it, had indeed sustained some injuries, but they were by no means serious.

The contrast was too great; they could not accept it!

Some even prayed in their hearts, refusing to accept the reality before them, believing that Shui Qianqiu would be able to stand up again immediately.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" an elder roared, his expression indescribably complex, "The Ancestor Son cannot lose!"

As he said this, he kept his eyes fixed on Shui Qianqiu, hoping to encounter a miracle in the next moment.

The referee responsible for announcing the victory or defeat also refused to open his mouth at this time.

Chen Mo stepped over to the side of the human-shaped charcoal; although Shui Qianqiu no longer had the strength to resist, he still retained consciousness.

Seeing Chen Mo again at this moment, he only wanted to close his eyes tightly, and thinking of the words he had said before the battle started, his heart was even more complex, wishing he could just pass out.

Fortunately, his entire body was pitch black, which prevented people from seeing the change in his complexion.

"How is fellow Daoist?" Chen Mo asked in a deep voice, taking out a Healing Pill and flicking his finger to shoot it into his body.

"Many thanks," Shui Qianqiu said with extreme difficulty.

At this time, the Xuantian World experts who finally realized what had happened understood that they had ultimately lost this duel, and there was no possibility of a reversal.

With complex feelings and not knowing what to say, they hurriedly boarded the arena to take Shui Qianqiu away for treatment.

They understood that the victory or defeat in this matter was not because Shui Qianqiu was too weak, but mainly because Chen Mo was too strong—strong to the point of being heaven-defying, even like a monster.

Let alone Heaven-Human experts, even if an expert in the Supernatural Power Realm were to come, defeating him would likely not be an easy task.

"Cangxuan World, victory." The referee from the Xuantian World, looking as if he had lost his parents, announced the result in a low voice.

They had lost two out of three matches, and there was no need to compete in the next one.

Only at this moment did the Martial Artists of the Cangxuan World react, cheering and celebrating, unable to contain their joy.

(End of this chapter)