The storm swept through, and the sea surface churned with waves.
The sword aura lingering over the North Sea gradually dissipated.
The countless fragments of reed leaves flew like a great snowfall.
The black robe of the Daoist Great True Man slowly turned to ashes in the sky.
Xie Xuanyi descended from the cloud sea, while Ci Jing flapped its iron wings, slowly landing. Not far away, Tang Fengshu supported Chen Jingxuan to steady him, as the great battle finally reached its conclusion.
The three dharma forms derived from 'One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones' vanished into clouds and mist as Chong Kan fell, with almost the entire reed marsh crushed. The world quieted down, so silent it almost seemed unreal. The tide washed over the reeds, carrying away the bloody aura bit by bit with the sea breeze.
The Golden Thread Cage was shattered to pieces.
Fragments of the horsetail whisk were scattered everywhere.
The Vermilion Bird Iron Wings were flowing with blood.
