Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

For instance, the indomitable demons, or the undying essence of high-dimensional space...

Listening to Bai E's words, the wind spirit nodded thoughtfully and speculated, "So, will there be a need to regularly purge the demons from high-dimensional space in the future?"

As long as the high-dimensional demons were in a "dormant" state after being slain, their initiative to tempt beings in the material world would greatly diminish.

During this time, humans, of course, would be much safer.

"But purging those demons is no easy task," murmured Bai E.

This time, it was because Fernandi had sacrificed himself that they were able to successfully enter the Eternal Garden.

Under normal circumstances, even just finding the existence of those demons was an extremely difficult task.

Where else would there be a chance to solve everything in one fell swoop like this?

Not to mention that such a task would need to be continued long-term in the future.

No one knew how long the "rebirth" of those high-dimensional demons took relative to the material world, let alone whether those high-level demons would retain their memories after revival.

Using the same tactics against them a second time would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Moreover...

"In fact, I also find this sudden storm quite strange," Bai E said.

Could the world have such coincidences?

No sooner had the demons died than a high-dimensional storm arose.

Taking into account how the demons had seemed to willingly approach their own deaths during their execution, Bai E felt even more that their willing deaths served more than just the purpose of transferring all their power to the final demon.

With eyes tinged with a hint of a smile, the wind spirit calmly stared at Bai E and said, "So, you think that the dormancy of those demons gave birth to this storm?"

"I have such concerns."

After all, if the collective dormancy of the demons could cause a high-dimensional storm, then thinking back on trying to purge the high-dimensional space of demons again would necessitate consideration of this problem.

One cannot always rely on the active sacrifice of a select few great beings.

The wind spirit listened quietly to Bai E's thoughts and experiences, and finally nodded gently and softly in admiration, "General Bai, you think very far ahead."

"But no matter how far ahead I think, I can't completely solve this trouble for future generations."

"Yes..." the wind spirit sighed softly, her gaze empty as she glanced over Bai's shoulder into the distance, murmuring softly, "The future... who can say for certain?"

The research on high-dimensional space was never as supported by detailed data records as the technologies of the material world are, almost always based on personal, subjective perceptions with great randomness and bias.

The short exchange only deepened Bai E's understanding of his current knowledge to a certain degree.

Watching Bai E's departing figure, the wind spirit blinked after a long while, as if waking from a lengthy dream, "He really did it..."

Her tone slightly wistful.

Although she had long foreseen this vague day, when it actually came, she still felt as if it were a dream—

"The barrier... has truly been opened."

That so-called high-dimensional storm that had surged forth was not the work of those so-called "demons" during their dormancy, but rather, a larger tempest sealing this slice of space-time had been torn open.

The roots of the four "false gods" were the pillars supporting this massive storm, and should any pillar be destroyed, the perfectly operating superstorm would los its perfection.

With the storm collapsing, chaotic auras seeped out, causing the high-dimensional space corresponding to this time-space continuum to fall under the influence of the chaos.

The high-dimensional storm that Bai E and the others encountered had originated from this.

Of course, while the barrier may have been opened for a moment, the chaotic high-dimensional storm would continue for a substantial period of time.

Only once everything has settled down will this independent piece of space-time finally merge completely with the main timeline in the high-dimensional space.

At that time... the so-called demons and present-day "false gods" known to current knowledge will cease to exist!

Yue Ying was amazed by such a perfect structure and exclaimed in wonder, "Who knows whether the storm chose this space-time or this space-time chose the storm..."

The wind spirit gently shook her head, "To use the roots of the four 'false gods' as the core support for the storm, shielding this world from even the slightest influence of the main space-time. And only when 'someone within' possesses the power to destroy any 'false god' pillar, would this perfect storm be broken. If such a perfect design was the work of nature, then one can only marvel at the formidable power of nature."

Yue Ying opened her ruby lips slightly in astonishment, "Sister, you mean... everything here is man-made?!"

"I don't know..." the wind spirit looked into the distance but found the future unclear.

The original storm ravaged everything, magnificent warships shattered and in ruins...

She could not see any useful information, only countless fleeting, blurry moments.

After the barrier fell, the visible future birthed innumerable possibilities.

...

In the Eternal Garden, now littered with wilting greenery, the once yellow-green earth was filled with charred remains.

The immutable authority continued to draw on the connection between high-dimensional space and the beings of the material world, extracting the energy needed for its revival, and specks of yellow-green, like mold, began to emerge from all over the garden.

The revival spheres of those demons scattered around, and the upturned black cauldron lay lonely among the patches of void-like aura.