The dust slowly settled, and the turbulent energies that had ravaged heaven and earth dissipated completely. All of Shadow City sank into a deathly silence, without a single human voice or birdsong to be heard. Broken walls stood scattered amid the ruins, bricks and rubble littered the ground, and cracks left by the God War scarred every part of the city. The biting wind howled through the ruined streets and alleys with a sobbing sound, as though silently recounting the earthshaking terror of the clash between a Saint and a God-level being.
Atop the God Descent Altar, the Shadow Church's Judgment Hall Master had lost all his strength. His legs gave way, and he collapsed onto the cold stone slabs, cold sweat soaking his heavy robes like rain and plastering them against his body. His eyes were vacant and lifeless, utterly bereft of their former arrogance, ruthlessness, and resolve. Only endless terror, despair, and disbelief remained. His aura had weakened to the utmost, as though he had aged hundreds of years in an instant.
To eliminate Shiheng, the Shadow Church had poured out the reserves it had accumulated over thousands of years, even resorting to the forbidden God Descent technique and consuming countless secret treasures to awaken the Shadow True God's lingering divine will. They had believed that divine might would utterly erase this thorn in their side, securing their dark rule over the continent forever. Yet in the end, not only had they failed to harm Shiheng in the slightest, they had instead allowed him, in his mortal Saint body, to shatter a true god's divine will, break a god's God Domain, and accomplish the unparalleled feat of slaying a god as a Saint!
After this battle, the Shadow Church had become the laughingstock of the entire Yulan Continent.