A hundred kilometers away, the hearts of everyone in the Dragon Alliance were as if weighed down by a boulder, as every minute and second passed with excruciating agony.
They did not directly participate in that earth-shattering battle, but the terrifying waves emanating from the depths of Blood Soul Valley were enough to instill fear in anyone's heart.
At the moment, with a sudden gust of wind, the blood mist that once darkened the heavens slowly dissipated, as if even heaven and earth were breathing a sigh of relief.
"The blood mist has dissipated, the battle... should be over, right?" a young female warrior in the crowd from the Dragon Alliance asked shakily, her voice filled with both anticipation and anxiety.
"Yes, the blood mist has finally cleared, we can see who has actually won." An older martial artist replied, a glimmer of expectation shining in his eyes, mixed with a hint of tension.
