Chapter 1824 Yrniel had healed.

Rumble Rumble Rumble

Crack

A crack of radiant light tore through the gray, turbulent skies, splitting clouds into perfect halves.

The ground rumbled in response.

Mana materialized into clean, straight streams that spread across the sky, forming an organized, checkered pattern.

Thunder Thunder Thunder

Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh

The clouds roared, the winds flew-it was as if the very world was expressing its emotions.

However, this emotion wasn't anger.

It was joy.

And this joy was accompanied by some sadness.

Of course, no one could understand its complex emotions.

In a small village nestled near the hills of Yrniel, a farmer paused mid-swing of his scythe as the blades of grass beneath him began to shimmer, their green color deepening as if some form of magical energy was being infused into them.

He blinked, rubbing his eyes. Hearing the clouds' roars, he looked up, and his eyes widened in surprise as he stared at the wide, radiant crack and that organized pattern that had formed all over the sky.

"What in the world...?"

He muttered.

In the heart of the capital, people stopped in their tracks, surprised by the fantasy-like sight.

"What the hell is happening...?"

"Wait... those lines... are they made from Mana...?"

One of the cultivators questioned as he pointed at the sky.

"Have you lost your mind? How long has it been since you were able to manipulate your Mana and form such a clean pattern?"

Another cultivator dismissed with a wave of his hand. He sounded bitter and grumpy. There were wrinkles all over his face, and it was clear the man didn't have much time

left.

can control

a voice

"Huh...?"

everyone turned

I feel mana flowing

Another shout was heard.

cultivator closed his

a gentle stream, eager to be shaped as he willed. Without waiting, he started absorbing the mana, and

settled into his body, the cultivator opened his

"I can cultivate again!"

streaming

just him-all the cultivators were the same, their emotions

room, a child tugged at

this mean I can be a

woman's voice broke as she

love. Yes,

down

Every day, she prayed.

hundred years, her daughter would die. She would outlive her daughter, and just

was afraid-so very afraid-but

face. Her daughter wouldn't die. She wouldn't have

"Come here.

me teach you our

a smile

"Yay!"

little girl was

"It's back,"

was observing

a smile on his face. His eyes

look, he knew the rest of the cultivators in Yrniel were

Yrniel had healed.

day that marked

conflict came to a momentary halt as every cultivator

a family and with limited time, even decided to teach their family's cultivation techniques

a day that would bring forth an entirely new generation

"He is gone..."

everyone was

was observing the changes in Yrniel and

father had returned

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