The sky over the Purgatory Sulfur Plane was, as always, a shade of crimson.
Jeming hovered ten thousand meters above, looking down at the land he had personally transformed countless times.
Around him, tens of Black Giant Priests also floated in the air, each with a massive rune light array before them, emanating various colors.
"Decrease the energy node in the western district by three per thousand."
Jeming's voice, through spiritual power, spread across the field.
One Black Giant Priest immediately adjusted the light array before him, fingers tapping repeatedly in the void, causing the complex sequence of runes to shift accordingly.
A moment later, a faint light flashed in a certain part of the ground below, signaling the completion of the energy node adjustment.
"The waveform output of the North District's number seven array eye is off; correct to standard value."
Another priest began to operate.
This was the fiftieth day of their continuous work.
