As the Dark Cult retreated in utter defeat like stray dogs, the Holy Land finally and slowly regained its former peaceful and serene appearance. A soft breeze swept quietly by, resembling a mother's gentle hand caressing the earth, bringing a refreshing coolness that seemed to carefully soothe the land which had just been mercilessly ravaged and battered by the flames of war.
The Protagonist Group stood quietly on this land imbued with a rich aura of spiritual energy, taking a brief respite. Each of them appeared utterly exhausted, as if all their strength had been drained away. They slumped limply onto the ground, panting heavily. Yet, despite being exhausted to the extreme, their sweat- and dust-covered faces invariably radiated an indescribable, unprecedented sense of peace and fulfillment.
At that moment, Shen Qingzhu slowly rose to her feet. Her body swayed slightly, clearly showing extreme fatigue, but her voice remained firm and strong: "Now that the Holy Land has been successfully restored, it is time to proceed with the fusion of the Fragment of World Core Power." As she spoke, a brilliant light suddenly flashed within her eyes, which had moments before been dimmed by exhaustion. That light, like the brightest and most dazzling star in the dark night sky, instantly illuminated the flickering spark of remaining hope in everyone's hearts.
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