Verserys decided to start with repairing. Fortunately being a high level Divine Planet only the upper crust had been damaged. This would make it all more simpler.
He started by evolving the planet. All the spilled blood on the surface was forcefully extracted, until a kilometer large drop of blood floated over Verserys's head.
He raised his hand and grabbed it. The drop kept on shrinking until Verserys held a inch wide drop of blood.
Next he called upon his Flame. A bright silver color fire erupted from his fingers and slowly started roasting the blood floating over it. As time passed by, black smoke slowly emerged and released from it. The smoke was made up of ghastly faces formed from resentment. When ever they touched the flame they would shriek and wail to no avail and finally vanish into dust.
After a whole day worth of refinement a pure golden drop floated upon his palm. The blood was pure essence refined from all the spilled blood. Of cultivators, demons, hellions and all other who died on the Planet. Huge amount of vitality and power radiated from it. This single drop could easily bring hundred's of mortal to the Godking level. But despite this Verserys was dissatisfied.
"Hmmm...this won't be enough." he looked at it and said.
After thinking for a while, he summoned all the dead enemy corpses. 'It seems in a rush to run away the attacking force didn't even collect their dead' though Verserys. Apparently despite having the Crown Prince support they couldn't run a mock.
Facing the Corpses only disgust could be seen on his face. If situation permitted he would have used these corpses to refine a blood curse and curse all their bloodline to eternal damnation. But he didn't have time nor resources to do so.
"Since I can't curse you, I will use your bodies as a foundation to nurture your Universe's own end." cursed Verserys before throwing most of the Corpses into the silver fire.
The silver fire burst into life. Even the space around it started to warp due to the high temperature. Verserys simply ignored it.
After months of constant roasting and burning he managed to destroy all resentments, negative thoughts and any karma left on the body.
He grabbed all of them before throwing onto the planet's surface. With his Chaos Powe rhe started to formulate a rule. A rule was supreme in it's Universe. Impossible to defy and impossible to hide from. They were the bonds holding together this Universe.
With great vigour he spoke, " Let your flesh become soil for this land. Your blood, rivers and sea to nurture the same who you killed upon. Your bones shall rise as mountains and let your marrow become steel for their weapons. Your veins will henceforth be nothing more than caves and rocks. And your spirit will bind them together. Above all, your eyes will become the sun and moon. Letting you see yourselves nurturing your own doom. Let it be enforced. "
And with a bang, a new rule emerged. Henceforth any dead Demon not strong enough would find themselves becoming a nutrient for it's land.
Slowly all the Corpses melted. Lands started demanding themselves up. New mountains several million kilometer in length and thousnand kilometer in height tire upon the ground and rose up. Under the land, numerous meridians started to petrify and became spirit stone. Dark red blood started draining from the sky, extinguishing the flowing lava. But the moment they touched the earth they turned into spirit water of the highest quality. The planet itself rapidly increased in size.
After a month or so, a humongous planet stood in the centre of the Universe. A billion kiometer in length, it seemed to defy common sense. Vast boundless aura covered it, giving an illusion of a sleeping dragon waiting to wake up.
But despite all this, the planet was still dead. Nothing grew over it. No trees, no beasts and certainly no humans.
"And let their essence give you life." as a golden drop of blood fell on the ground. Like a match between explosives, huge vitality erupted from it. Land around it started to turn green and similarly spread everywhere. Monstrous trees, some even taller than mountain, started to grow out of nothing. Within hours, eve. The shortest tree was several hundred meters tall. Rare herbs which would even start wars emerged here and there, as if common grass.
But this wasn't the end!
He slowly covered the planet with his soul. A thin blue shield emerged around it. The shield blocked everything. Nothing could pass through it.
And so he threw the planet into the Chaos.
Clarification :
For People who might find the idea of using Corpses as treasure bad or offensive. Many Xianxia's follow the idea of Older Generation's skeleton and corpses being used as treasure. Next thing is about the Corpses being used to refine the planet. Why not? I will elaborate more on this issue later on.
And thanks for reading.
-A lazy Author.