The rumbling heavenly tribulation clouds that gathered up in the skies began receding after they lost their reason to be there.
This was a sign that made Davis know for a fact that the Blood Realm Calamity was dead.
The moment he confirmed the Blood Realm Calamity's death, exhaustion struck him like a hammer to his head. His eyelids never felt so heavy, and his legs gave out, causing him to fall down like a kite that had its strings cut, swaying in the wind like a feeble cloth.
'No… I can't lose consciousness… the Archon will be here any moment…'
Struggling as he may, he couldn't stop the exhaustion from hitting him hard.
*Thud!~*
Only after he hit the ground did he gain a semblance of sanity in his consciousness. Pain wracked his body because of the fall, but it was nothing compared to the weakness he felt after having sacrificed over thirty percent of his blood essence and forty percent of his soul essence.
