Whoosh!
The golden arm flew directly into the crack, and the crack healed in an instant. The silvery sphere vanished silently before everyone's eyes, and with it, the arrival of the Worm God, no longer guided, completely disappeared.
The golden light at the site of Long Yi's severed arm slowly dissipated, but Long Yi had no time to care about it; he was cautiously staring ahead.
Moments later, Simu's voice echoed simultaneously in the minds of all living beings across all planes of the entire universe.
"We, have won."
And with that, Long Yi also passed out.
The great battle thus came to an end. People felt joy for the victory, and at the same time, they mourned the fallen. But what followed was not a grand celebration, but a collective slumber.
In the previous battle, nearly every sentient being had been praying to Simu, which was akin to concentrating their power to provide to him. Now that the war was over, almost everyone felt utterly exhausted.
