It was over.
The terrifying battle that had affected the entire Western Regions and caused the earth to sink had finally ended.
After confirming the result,
the terrified onlookers finally let out long sighs of relief.
They were not Blue Star People.
Nor did Blue Star have any Awakened qualified to watch the battle.
But still,
they were afraid.
Afraid that the battle had affected them, causing them to vanish into ashes and dissipate completely along with this world.
Cheers erupted throughout Blue Star as well.
The dark clouds weighing on everyone's hearts—
the despair of having to face the apocalypse at any moment—temporarily vanished.
We survived!
Those were the words that surfaced in everyone's hearts.
Of course, this unprecedented disaster on Blue Star had also left behind countless weeping figures.
They were the few who had escaped the Western Regions.
Their homes were gone.
Their friends and family were gone too.
Almost everyone they knew was gone.
The Western Regions were different from other places. Supernatural Events were not frequent there, and many people had regarded the region as Blue Star's last fertile ground. Yet this fertile ground had now become hell.
A massive pit dozens of kilometers deep.
It could no longer be called a pit. It should more properly be called an abyss!
Its depth had already come close to the mantle.
Before Supernatural Revival, the deepest well humanity had drilled through technological means was only a little over ten kilometers deep.
It was said that countless inexplicable and bizarre phenomena had appeared at the time.
The project had ultimately been halted.
For example,
when the depth reached twelve kilometers, the borehole had begun to be frequently blocked by unidentified objects. The drill bit had also begun breaking down far more often, and the cause was often