Ning Xiaochuan's consciousness entered the Heart of the Continent, and he immediately sensed a vast, majestic power, purer than any energy he had ever seen before.
The Heart of the Continent radiated a blazing brilliance, brighter even than the stars beyond the domain.
At last, after Ning Xiaochuan's unremitting efforts, he refined the Heart of the Continent a day later.
At this moment, Ning Xiaochuan felt as though he himself were a continent. Every part of his body seemed to overlap with the land—his bones like mountain ranges, his blood like rivers.
Ning Xiaochuan could freely alter the terrain within a million li. With a single thought, seas turned into mulberry fields.
Ning Xiaochuan opened his eyes, held the Heart of the Continent in his hand, and flew into the sky. He restored all the terrain Mo Tongtian had previously destroyed, though the buildings that had been demolished were beyond the Heart of the Continent's ability to restore.
The entire Yulan Empire was filled with ruins. Even the Yulan Imperial Palace had been razed to the ground.
Ning Xiner soared out of the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion and flew toward Ning Xiaochuan.
"Brother, are you all right?" Ning Xiner asked anxiously.
The previous battle had truly been perilous beyond measure. Even Ning Xiner had felt as if she were about to suffocate while facing a battle of that level.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Ning Xiaochuan spoke to Ning Xiner. Afterward, he looked toward the Old Marquis.
The Old Marquis was flying high in the air, looking down at the ruins below with deep regret. The Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion's foundation of a hundred years had been destroyed just like that!
Ning Xiaochuan naturally saw what the Old Marquis was thinking, so he immediately came to his side and said,
"Grandfather,