The cracked earth congealed once more into fertile soil and marsh, withered grass and trees sprouted and came back to life, and deathly still mountains and rivers again bred vigorous vitality.
Amid ruined walls and broken ramparts, life quietly revived. The devastation left by the catastrophe rapidly healed under the nourishment of the Human Dao supreme Auspicious Qi.
In only a few years, the entire human world would be able to return to its flourishing height, with no calamity scars remaining.
Witnessing this grand spectacle of heaven and earth, billions of people beneath the heavens all had tears brimming in their eyes. They knelt in unison and kowtowed, the sound shaking the sky!
"The Human King is mighty!!"
"Long live the Human King!!!"
The Human Race's earthshaking cheers rose layer upon layer, sweeping across the eight wastes, rushing straight to the clouds, shaking the cloud seas of the Nine Heavens until they churned without end.
Even the Saint's Dao radiance hanging high in the Sky Dome faintly trembled before this vast, majestic momentum of the Human Race!
Once the Saint's Dao words fell, the greater situation was utterly settled.
Primordial Heavenly Venerate did not linger for even half a moment longer, his brows filled with the desolation and impatience of a defeated Saint.
He raised his hand and seized through the air, lifting the dazed Jiang Ziya, whose face was ashen as dead embers, in one grip. With a sweep of his sleeve, he did not look at the Mortal Realm again. His figure tore through the void and shot straight toward Xiqi's Investiture Platform.
Laozi and Zhunti followed closely behind, and the three Saints all departed.
Above the Nine Heavens, the Chan Sect Golden Immortals and the Buddhas of Buddhism who had originally held the line—once high and mighty,