The shockwaves from the collision of the Godfall Arts slowly dispersed. Looking down from above, it was like a giant invisible hand had wiped across the earth, erasing everything in a vast area.

The endless towering mountain, the stone steps, as well as the wooden stakes that were soaked with blood…right now, all of that had disappeared, replaced by an immense crater.

The crater went deep below the ground and was so large that one couldn’t see its edges. The surface was incomparably smooth. After the stone was melted away by the terrifyingly high temperatures, it became smooth to the point that it could reflect an image of the clear skies above.

All of the dark fog had been scattered by the collision of Godfall Arts. From the moment this Hell Mystic Realm was formed, this was likely the clearest the skies had ever been.

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