Time went on. Soon, two years had passed.
The world remained the same, with not too much taking place.
The Underworld was quiet. The traces of soul-fire hadn't been seen under the sun for a long time.
The Snow Kingdom fell silent. It seemed the cruel and bloodthirsty ice-snow monsters also needed to take a breather after a series of battles.
The soldiers and populace in North County and the man who always braved wind and snow in Lonely Broadsword Town finally had a war-free year.
No major events were reported overseas. The only news was that a magic ship of Penglai Island sank when it was investigating the secret Singing Spring Realm, one of one of the three Huge Whirlpools, and suddenly encountered chaotic winds. Though the ship eventually avoided being swallowed by the huge whirlpool, it collided with an iceberg.