Divine Firmament Sword Palace.
The pitch-black clouds, dark as ink and deep as an abyss, had long since dispersed.
The rising sun cast red light across the sky.
The heavens were high, the earth vast—a scene of splendid promise.
Only one stretch of ground was scarred with crisscrossing ravines. Its surface soil and stone had been charred and crystallized by lightning, marking the place where Gao Xian had undergone his tribulation.
The eighth-rank lightning tribulation had destroyed the land for tens of thousands of miles around. Yet its supremely yang lightning aura had also filled the soil here with vitality.
Before long, the vegetation here would surely grow in extraordinary abundance, perhaps even giving rise to a field of strange flowers and exotic herbs.
Gao Xian surveyed the vast world and let out a soft sigh.
The entrance to the Divine Firmament Sword Palace had been destroyed, cutting off its connection to the human world. Without the human world to channel away its spiritual qi, this Grotto-Heaven would completely wither and die within a few hundred years.
As a remnant left behind by the Divine Firmament Sword Palace, it was rather regrettable for it to be destroyed like this.
Within the Jade Pivot Mirror, Gao Xian had obtained the Divine Firmament Thunder Sword inheritance of Sword Emperor Yuanyang Jin Yuanyang. In a sense, he could be considered a disciple of the Divine Firmament Sword Palace, so naturally he found it regrettable.
But with matters having come to this, Gao Xian was powerless to turn the tide.
Not even Red Sun or Red Dragon could save the Divine Firmament Sword Palace, much less him.
Breaking something was easy. Restoring what had been broken to its original state was millions upon millions of times harder.
Gao Xian promptly suppressed this trace of