When Xuan Qing and Kunwu left, Hongjun instantly sat cross-legged on the ground, his aura falling from the Quasi-Saint realm.
It turned out that Hongjun had gained little from this battle as well. Though he had become the sole victor, he was left covered in Dao Injuries.
Luohu's God-Slaying Spear was not so easy to withstand. Since he himself had been able to cripple Luohu's physical body with the Pangu Banner, it was hardly surprising that Luohu could wound him as well.
After stabilizing his injuries, Hongjun vanished from the Western Continent.
Though the great battle had ended, the damage it had inflicted upon the Prehistoric Era remained painfully evident.
The entire Western Continent had become a Spirit-Deprived Land. Even with the aid of Heavenly Dao Merit, they could only restore the shattered continent. As for spiritual energy, that was out of the question.
The entire Prehistoric Era was shrouded in an atmosphere of sorrow.
In the past, with the might of Zu Long and Candle Dragon, none of the Water Clan throughout the Four Seas had dared to resist the Dragon Clan. All had submitted to them.
Now that the Dragon Clan's influence had crumbled, Zu Long was dead, Candle Dragon had been suppressed, and nearly all the Grand Luo Golden Immortals had gone to accompany Candle Dragon. Those races harboring hidden ambitions had finally found their chance.
The Snake Clan in particular had long borne a grudge. Back then, Candle Dragon had killed Ming Snake and used the entire Snake Clan as cannon fodder for the Dragon Clan army.
Over the years, the Snake Clan had also produced a genius named Teng Snake. He had now reached the Half-Step Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm. As long as he rid himself of Karmic Sin, he could step into the