Wherever the golden lines passed, the black veins sealed shut, causing the world to tremble.
Gui Ying watched as the world gradually returned to its original state, bit by bit, and asked, "Won't the mortals die from these earthquakes?"
Hearing this, one of the Ancestors beside him chuckled. "Don't worry, Child. The mortals won't feel even the slightest tremor."
Reassured by his answer, Gui Ying nodded and continued watching in silence.
Half an hour later, the particles of God's Bone and Heaven's Spiritual Root had fully integrated with the small world, and no more black veins or black mists were left.
The Ancestor withdrew his hand and turned to Gui Ying with a faint smile.
"It's done."
Gui Ying looked down at the small world.
At this moment, the small world had not only been fully restored, but was now enveloped in rich celestial energy.
Seeing this, surprise flickered across Gui Ying's eyes.
