The wasteland was now a world of ice and snow, as if it was paradise found in a cave.
In fact, if one looked carefully, they could see endless death energy permeating the air. It was as if the gates of hell had been opened, and many ghosts had scattered everywhere.
When the space beasts ran amok, they still had a trace of life. And now, there was nothing left.
A grayish-white vortex condensed above the ruined city. On the land, the remaining divine rune power fragments were attracted by the vortex and guided to the city center. In that place was an ancient altar.
At the center of the altar, Diqin Naxi floated in the air. The vortex continued to absorb the fragments of divine rune power into her body.
Multicolored lights continuously appeared around her. However, if one looked closely, they would notice that the divine light around her body carried a faint black aura.
After a long time, the wilderness gradually returned to normal.
