The heroes gathered at Sky Devil Mountain. After the rain, the sky cleared, and the wind and smoke faded away.
The world-shaking battle that had astonished the Immortal Realm finally drew to a close.
However, that overwhelming battle intent had not dispersed. Instead, it hung above Sky Devil Mountain like billowing wolf smoke, swirling endlessly and refusing to fade.
Only after several days did some bold Cultivators gradually approach this forbidden zone, trembling with fear.
They hid among the broken branches and shattered walls, gazing into the distance at Sky Devil Mountain, which had been reduced to ruins. Their eyes were filled with probing curiosity.
"So many days have passed, yet there hasn't been the slightest movement... Might it be that Sky Devil Mountain, which once dominated Hong Domain, has truly been wiped out to the last man?"
"That's impossible. How ferocious was the Eternal Night Devil Venerable? Everyone who opposed him—whether human, demon, or monster—was trampled into mud. Besides, there was Li Futuo directing everything from behind the scenes. Who could have exterminated them all?"
"Facts speak louder than words. I happen to know two Sky Devil Mountain Disciples. They haven't sent a word since the upheaval began. I'm afraid they met with disaster long ago."
"Exactly. My junior sister's aunt's brother-in-law's grandfather was an elder of the mountain. His Life Tablet shattered that very day. In my view, Sky Devil Mountain has truly run out of steam this time and has fallen completely."
"..."
When there was still no movement from the ruins, the courage of the Cultivators present grew bolder. They chattered among themselves, discussing everything without the slightest restraint.
Kicking a man when he was down had always been a common disease of the Cultivation World.
Seeing the lofty Sky Devil Mountain collapse, voices gloating over