Dragon of Swords

Although this battle ended, those blackened clouds in a distance did not bode well. In fact, it seemed quite ominous, the churning clouds and the crackling lightning was a bad sign for anything. It happened right above the spires, right where the remnant Calamity energy was. 

And this had begun when the beast horde was well on their way, just a day before they reached the city of the Beast-kin. 

Ming Yue had completed cutting through all of the roots, severing them from the spires at this moment. She floated above it, seeing her work in its entirety. It was like she dug a deep trench all around the central plateau. 

"This should be enough", she thought to herself. 

The young cultivator then flew off, returning back home just as night had begun to fall. It was quiet when she returned, a strange feeling filled her as she looked around. 

"Where are they?"