"Time to go home."
Riley smiled faintly as he muttered those words to himself.
The next instant, space around him distorted.
Whoosh!
His figure disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only a gentle ripple in space that quickly faded away.
It was as though he had never been there in the first place.
Several minutes passed.
Only then did more than a dozen cultivators cautiously arrive at the area from different directions.
Some rode flying swords, others descended atop spirit beasts, while a few simply flew through the sky under their own power.
Every one of them wore solemn expressions.
None dared to act recklessly.
The heavenly tribulation might have ended, but the battlefield still contained lingering traces of its terrifying power.
Tiny arcs of heavenly lightning occasionally crackled across the scorched earth, while invisible currents of destructive energy drifted through the air.
Anyone careless enough to touch those remnants could lose their life instantly.
