The dust gradually settled, and his surroundings came into clear view once more.
Yet an air of desolation and decay lingered for dozens of miles around. The effects of the Ruined Sword would not disappear anytime soon.
If he ignored these lingering traces, high-level cultivators could easily deduce the existence of a spirit treasure from their aura.
The consequences would be unthinkable!
Clang!
Communicating with the Sword Spirit through his mind, Liu Yu drew the Ruined Sword again.
Buzz, buzz.
The blade trembled slightly as wisps of gray aura streamed in from every direction and swiftly vanished into it.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
Five breaths later, the desolate aura pervading the surrounding dozens of miles disappeared, and the area returned to its original state.
Only the living creatures that had once inhabited this place were gone forever.
"Mm, good."
Liu Yu swept the area with his divine sense. Once he confirmed that no clues remained, he nodded slightly.
Then both his hands moved, flicking out fireballs one after another to bombard the surrounding area.
Boom, boom, boom!
Red fireballs rained down. Explosions echoed for dozens of miles as dust and smoke rose into the air again.
Before long, the place was unrecognizable, and the original traces of battle had vanished.
"Mm, that should do."
Liu Yu nodded slightly at the sight.
After this series of measures, the traces of battle had been thoroughly destroyed, and he had recovered the blood and other traces he had left behind. He was essentially safe now.
In this field, he was a professional!
Whoosh, whoosh~
With the cleanup complete, Liu Yu carefully checked everything once more. Then he roused his magic power, transformed into a streak of azure escape light, and flew deeper into Jiang Province.
The Dao One Holy Son had