One month later.
Deep in the heavens of the God Domain, the dark clouds gradually dispersed.
Most of the Fragments of Heavenly Dao that had once poured down like a bursting celestial river had already fallen across every corner of the world.
The heavens no longer churned, yet countless horrifying spatial-temporal rifts had appeared, hanging there like wounds.
From time to time, two or three comet-like streaks of dazzling light would fall from the depths of the sky, vanishing in an instant.
Those were some of the remaining Fragments of Heavenly Dao in the depths of the heavens, now exceedingly scarce.
Though the dark clouds in the heavens had dispersed, the entire sky still presented a gloomy, dim spectacle, without stars, sun, or moon.
Whenever night fell, the entire God Domain seemed to plunge into an endless dark night, especially eerie and chilling.
One month.
The natural disasters that had swept across the world had all vanished, yet heaven and earth had undergone changes as vast as seas turning into mulberry fields.
Collapsed cities reduced to ruins and mountains and rivers fallen into barren lands of death could be seen everywhere.
No one knew how many living beings in the God Domain had perished in that short month.
Yet cultivators throughout the world were astonished to discover that, as if after reaching the extreme, fortune had returned: surging vitality and the aura of the Great Dao had emerged between heaven and earth!
"Has fortune returned after reaching the extreme? Has Spiritual Qi revived?"
Countless people made such guesses.
"No! This is the power of the Great Dao released after the Fragments of Heavenly Dao fell into the world. At most... it can only be considered a final flash before death."
An elder sighed. "Once those Fragments of Heavenly Dao scattered