Above the valley, specks of starlight trailed down.
Ashen embers rained down as the dark clouds dispersed. The sun shone once more upon Sword God Valley, as if the curtain had finally fallen.
BZZT—
The electromagnetic field, disrupted by the shockwave, stabilized, and the livestream signal returned to normal. After the brief loss of connection, the chat erupted.
"Where's the Sword God? The suspense is killing me!!"
"What was with that masked old geezer? What a sore loser, actually blowing himself up!?"
"Get the camera on him! Come on!"
As the chat clamored for a view, a backup camera activated.
The camera suddenly zoomed in, focusing directly above the valley.
And there he was—Qin Yang. His figure appeared, standing before them all once more. It was a dazzling sight, and the livestream chat erupted in a frenzy.
The Jianghai Sword God was alive!
