Meanwhile, on Feng Jiu's Immortal Island, she stood clad in crimson, gazing at the Great Emperor Dongyao dissolving into the heavens as he was reduced to ashes by the raging flames. Her icy gaze swept over the post-battle chaos and the cleft ground.
She sheathed the Blue Edge in her hand, gathered pure spirit energy between her palms, and with a clear command, dispersed the energy around her.
The ground, cleaved by the sword's energy, rumbled as it closed back together, restoring itself to its original state. The severed trees and pavilions were likewise mended by the divine power...
The auras of the three Great Emperors vanished without a trace from the air. Feng Jiu's spirit energy once again coalesced into the scene of the Immortal Realm, as if the battle that had just occurred had never happened.
