As Chen Xinjie perished and Tang San's God King Power was stripped away, the suffocating, terrifying pressure that had filled the entire valley slowly receded like the tide.
The Spatial Cage and Frost Barrier that had shrouded heaven and earth, having lost their sustained energy supply, began to crumble and dissipate from their edges like shattered glass. They turned into flecks of silver light and Ice Crystal fragments that drifted down in soft flurries before vanishing completely, revealing the pale, drained sky above the valley after its ordeal.
Yet the valley itself was now utterly unrecognizable.
The once tranquil, secluded valley looked as though it had been savagely ravaged by some ancient beast.
Crisscrossing ravines scarred the earth like grotesque wounds. Their deepest reaches were pitch-black, as though they led straight to the planet's core and could easily swallow thousands upon thousands of Spirit Beasts.
The exposed rocks had been scorched black by the violent aftershocks of Divine Power, giving off a pungent blend of sulfur and ozone.
Divine fluctuations that had yet to fully disperse still lingered in the air, rippling gently like circles on water, telling of just how brutal the battle beyond mortal comprehension had been.
The babbling stream that had once nourished the valley's life had long since been utterly transformed by the terrifying battle. Its source had collapsed and been buried, leaving behind only a dry, cracked riverbed to silently bear witness to everything.
On a relatively level clearing formed from massive rocks, Chen Xinjie's body had been carefully laid down by Lu Jun.
The Vast Sea Crown Robe on his body had long been torn to shreds by the impact of Divine Power, revealing the equally scarred body beneath.
The burn-like, torn wound in his chest was especially conspicuous. It was the mark left