Duanmu Huai's War Hammer slammed down heavily, hitting the twisted, despair-filled head of the Great Impure, and smashed down.
"—————————Boom!!!"
At that moment, everyone felt the ground shake as a massive, surging wave of energy exploded outward from Duanmu Huai as the center. Even the sturdy pyramid of the Spirit race, strong enough to imprison the Great Impure, shuddered and cracked under the forceful impact. The painful wail and scream emitted by the Great Impure, accompanied by roaring spiritual energy, burst through the pyramid's dome, blowing it open like an exploding high-pressure cooker.
When the people, shaken by the airflow, came to their senses, they only saw Duanmu Huai carrying a War Hammer emerging from the smoke, leaving nothing behind but a pitch-black pit and charred debris.
"It's over."
Duanmu Huai stared at them, at everyone there.
"Now it's over."
As the crowd left this Hive City, everyone visibly showed fatigue.
