The vast remnants of divine power slowly faded from the sky, and the void that had trembled for thousands of miles gradually settled.
The terrifying pressure that had threatened to shatter heaven and earth and crush all things dissipated bit by bit.
After an unparalleled battle that had stained the sky with blood and brought down gods, this shattered world of Yulan finally returned to peace.
A gentle breeze carrying divine power drifted slowly across the ravaged land of Yulan.
The smoke of battle gradually dispersed, and the murderous fury filling the sky vanished completely. At last, the world escaped the deathly stillness and cold that had long shrouded it.
High in the heavens, the turmoil subsided, and the dust settled.
Kelin Xiaoman stood quietly in midair.
Her bloodstained divine robe fluttered gently in the breeze. Her beautiful, cool figure remained upright, but her mind was utterly dazed.
Her head rang, filled with the breathtaking scenes that had just overturned everything she knew, and she could not fully recover her senses for a long time.
Her clear, beautiful eyes held deep bewilderment and disbelief as she stared into the distance.
Her gaze slowly passed over the poised young Shi Hao before her, whose foundations as the Human Emperor were steady and restrained, before finally fixing on the imposing figure high above the heavens, his black robes billowing as he looked down indifferently upon all living beings.
Even now, Kelin Xiaoman still felt that everything before her was far too unreal, like an astonishing dream.
In just one short day, the situation had swung wildly, life and death had repeatedly reversed, and everything that happened had completely overturned her lifelong understanding of cultivation and the world.
Looking back on the calamity from beginning to end, every perilous moment remained vivid and