The radiance that had fallen from the heavens had already vanished.
The clouds and Red Mist that had enshrouded the mountain range had almost dissipated completely, leaving behind only wisps and strands of Red Mist drifting through the sky.
Far away, the murky river water gradually became clear, and new buds burst forth from the dead and decaying wood.
Thanks to the extensive purification of heaven and earth, the concentration of the Red Mist in the Shattered Isles had even dropped lower than that of Ten Directions Island Domain.
Even the scarlet rift that tore through the Azure Sky had visibly shrunk by two rounds.
"Next, there are post-war matters to handle,"
"The wounded warriors who have suffered great losses must rest and recover, and the powerful who are still in relatively good shape can go to support other regions."
They were far from idle, on the contrary, there was a plethora of matters to deal with.
The path ahead required careful consideration as well.