In the aftermath of the cataclysmic clash, it became evident that all six of the Core Formation Undeads had perished. Their once imposing figures lay lifeless amid the wreckage, their dark energy spent in their final, desperate attempt to bring devastation to the city. The aura of death that had surrounded them was replaced by an eerie stillness.
Althea, though victorious, had expended nearly all of her strength. Her body, still radiant from her mastery of Light, Earth, and Ice Techniques, now bore the visible signs of exhaustion. The toll of the battle had been immense, and Althea realized that she would need to replenish her energy before pursuing the remaining Core Formation Undeads.
As she began to focus on her own recovery, a low-level cultivator approached her, his demeanor marked by a mix of nervousness and awe. He had seen legends of Althea's prowess, and now he stood before her, compelled by the urgency of the situation.
