The swirling dark clouds, accompanied by soul torrents pulsing straight into the heavens, gradually dissipated, revealing the true firmament.
At that moment, the rays of dawn blanketed every corner of Fenlidun City, streets and alleys bathed once again in the vitality of radiant light.
Ghosts lingering in the shadows screamed as if suppressed by some invisible force, fleeing fearfully into the depths of the earth.
The sun's brilliance, like an authoritative King, dispelled the Netherworld's laws that did not belong to this land.
The Upper City plaza... the Lower City market... the Outer City barracks... the brutal battlefield in the distant hills... the sea of Corpse Ghosts began to recede.
