Great waves churned and crashed against the docks of Liyue Harbor.
An enormous Geo Sword plunged straight down through the turbulent currents.
The thousand-meter-long Geo Sword sank into the sea, pinning Osial beneath the waters once more, with only its hilt left above the surface.
The ominous aura dissipated, and sunlight streamed down.
High in the sky, Ellin remained suspended in the air, both hands still pressing downward.
Her white battle armor had vanished, leaving her once again in her Starblue Dress and White Mist Garment.
All the adeptal energy the Adepti had bestowed upon her was exhausted, and she had fallen from the Archon Realm back to her previous level.
Feng'er had exhausted her strength in the battle just now. She had withdrawn her consciousness and retreated deep into Ellin's sea of consciousness to rest.
Ellin, too, had spent most of her strength. Though she could still stay airborne, she was panting heavily.
The Soul-Cleansing Bell hanging from her ankle chimed in the wind, soothing her weary soul and putting her considerably more at ease.
"Is it over?"
She looked down at the sea, which was gradually growing calm, and murmured.
Yet just as everyone thought it was over, something changed again!
Survival was the instinct of every living creature.
An ancient Archon sealed away for thousands of years had finally found a chance to escape. How could he resign himself to being sealed away again?
Especially after sensing Ellin's weakened aura, Osial realized that no one could stop him anymore-and that this would be his one and only chance to escape.
The Sigil of Permission's effect had not yet faded, but it soon would. He had little time left.
Under these circumstances, Osial's desire to survive erupted with tremendous force!
He roared and struggled ceaselessly beneath the sea,