Not the slightest trace of Demonic Qi remained in the Shennong Mountain Range.
After being purified, the Demonic Qi had returned to the most primal, pure Heaven and Earth Energy, replacing the malicious black clouds from moments before. Beneath the dark, heavy layers of cloud, fine rain brimming with vigorous life aura fell like silk, draping the entire Shennong Mountain Range in a faint veil of silver.
Bathed in that fine rain, the allied army's experts, no matter how strong or weak, could all feel their wounds healing at an unimaginable speed.
And as those crystal-clear threads of rain landed on them, while their wounds and injuries healed without cease, wisps of filthy, fishy black blood formed from hidden injuries were also forced out of their bodies by the rain and vanished without a sound.
Even Gu Yuan and Zhuo Kun were no exception.
"This Dou Di Power truly is boundless creation."
Zhuo Kun raised his hand, feeling the sensation of the rain falling into his palm and carrying away his pain. He could not help sighing, his words naturally filled with envy as well.
He had spent half his life running around for the sake of becoming a Dou Di. How could it be easy for him to put down that obsession so readily?
Now, after personally witnessing the entire process of Yao Wan annihilating the elite forces of the entire Spirit Devouring Clan before she had even appeared, ripples naturally rose in his heart, leaving him with countless emotions.
"Though that is true, I'm afraid not every Dou Di could possess such power of creation."
Feeling the life force within his body surge vigorously once more, Gu Yuan spoke thoughtfully. Zhuo Kun was startled for a moment, then thought it over and nodded.
After all, not just anyone