We've won.
Completely won.
All eyes of the spectators, including those True Men and Beast Kings, were fixated on this land that was now no longer pure white and had changed beyond recognition: the Land of the End.
The ground was in complete disarray.
The power that leaked from the collision of two Domains had tainted almost a few kilometers at the center, turning it colorful; the underground rock layers were riddled with cracks, forming an irregular collapse a thousand meters deep, and exposing immense geological fractures with various distinct features.
If the venue hadn't been built large and thick enough, and if they hadn't mostly concentrated their powers within each other's Domain during the battle, the entire land would have been torn asunder from the center by the battle's aftermath.
