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There was no earth-shaking explosion, no collapse of heaven and earth.
Everything was silent, like the damp wind blowing in from a distant seaside, swaying the branches of trees; like dust rising and falling beneath sunlight; like wet patches slowly appearing on clothes in the rain.
Everything, as a matter of course, had undergone change. Or rather, there was no longer any possibility of change at all.
The earth, the sky, the ruins, the crimson sea of spirit matter, and even the bound sage’s remnants high in the heavens, all lost their color beneath that blazing radiance. Stripped of all color, only an empty, hollow white remained.
Under the sweep of the sword’s edge, burning wings were reduced to nothingness, countless outstretched hands were erased bit by bit, and falling tears and hollow eyes gradually blurred away.
The first to collapse was the terrifying shadow from the distant vortex.
When the countless threads of connection were severed in an instant, the projection of the vortex could no longer sustain itself, rendering it unable to interfere with what was happening. The flames of the Putrefied Furnace Core faded and dimmed until, at last, like a candle in the wind, they were extinguished...
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