Enveloped above Tianyuan City, the pale golden thin film in a cubic shape had already dissipated, with gentle sunlight continuing to shine above the city.
People gazed from afar, feeling as if the light was brighter and more beautiful than usual, sacred; they could almost see white feathers gently falling through the air.
Tianyuan City had once again returned to calm.
Only a few epic craters created by the Epic Mage Towers outside the city, the scorched marks from Thunderbolt strikes, and the land torn and shattered by dark green tendrils revealed the 'ferociousness' of the battle.
Before leaving, Angel King La Biss picked up a Holy White Feather and gently blew on it.
"Whoosh~"
It seemed as though thousands of rays of light shot down for hundreds of miles.
