The raging floodwaters surged down from the mountaintop like wild horses.
All the rooftops were submerged in muddy rainwater, creating an endless sea. The surface was littered with the drowned corpses.
Watching such a catastrophe, Xi He finally realized what she had done.
In a hurry, she once again bestowed blessings, hoping everything could return to how it was before.
But her divine power was already exhausted and couldn't sustain such a massive task.
She watched in silence, then suddenly slashed the palm of her hand, and once more spread her arms wide. Her blood trickled down her wrists, and with a gaze as sharp as a sword, she bestowed another blessing, "I am willing to trade the rest of my life for the Mortal Realm to have favorable winds and good fortune, peace, and joy."
As her words fell, the dark clouds instantly dispersed, and sunlight poured down like gilded gold.
The surroundings also returned to their previous state.
