After the Obsidian Dragon's remains dissipated, the air in the valley gradually grew calm. The atmosphere, once thick with the stench of blood, now seemed enveloped in a gentle radiance. Although the surrounding scenery remained desolate, it felt exceptionally serene, as though they had stepped into another world.
Chen Haotian stood to one side, gazing into the distance, an unnameable emotion quietly stirring in his heart. The fierce battle was over, but the unease deep within him had not entirely faded. The fall of the Obsidian Dragon meant they had broken through a major obstacle, but the new challenges sure to follow remained entirely unpredictable.
"We did it." Su Wanqing stood up, dusting off her clothes, and took a deep breath. A smile hung on her face, though a trace of lingering exhaustion was still visible in her eyes. The recent battle had depleted a massive amount of her spiritual qi; even though she had recovered, the physical fatigue could not be entirely masked.
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