While many within the Immortal Armada felt some modicum of relief following the successful sealing of the universe, almost no one looked back at the day with fondness.
The death toll had been immeasurable.. And it mostly consisted of either harmless mortals who had never set foot into the world of cultivation, and whose only desires were to live a healthy life with their friends and family, or of some of the most competent and valiant members of the Armada's military, who were first to give their lives to defend their people from the invasion of Horror's domain.
The losses were so vast, that at the end of the day, almost everyone within the Armada had lost someone they had known.. Someone they had laughed with, someone they had loved, or competed with. For that reason, the day was remembered as a day of tragedy, instead of one worthy of celebration.