After the storm, clear skies once again stretched for ten thousand miles over the Danluo Plains.
The people emerged from their houses one after another. Looking around at the vast world, they were surprised to find that the mountains and rivers, which had borne a touch of desolation for thousands of years, seemed to have come alive.
The change was not obvious, but the autumn wind blowing into their faces did indeed feel refreshing to the heart and lungs.
Within Purple Emblem Mountain, withered vines and old trees regained their vitality. The white lotuses in the rear mountains, which took sixty years to mature, silently began to sprout. Even the Boar King crouching in the Deep Mountains and Old Forests gained a little more spiritual awareness.
On the Main Peak, their little junior sister A Cai stood at the edge of the Heavenly Pavilion's terrace, spreading her arms to embrace nature, her eyes filled with delighted surprise:
"Wow~ So much spiritual energy of heaven and earth! It's all right now, it's all right! Come on out..."
Beneath the chaise longue beside her, a little girl with horn-shaped buns trembled, clutching a scallion. Only after hearing the call did she cautiously poke out half her head and look toward the city below.
Within Danyang City, people looking around blankly could be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys.
In Clear Spring Lane, Yang Dabiao, who had rushed back at top speed, held his wife and daughter as he poked his head out the door and looked both ways:
"There, there. I told you A Huan was capable. What's the Corpse Ancestor to him..."
"Dad, there's fighting outside. Why did you come running home?"
"I came over because I heard something had happened at the Academy. Too bad I missed the Corpse