Lin Mu stood above the magma sea, feeling more than a little awkward as countless dwarves stared at him with expressions ranging from relief to irritation to outright disbelief.
The gigantic magma colossus that had nearly caused the entirety of Mantleheim to mobilize for war had completely vanished now. The oceans of lava that had risen into the skies slowly settled back down while the rivers flowing through the dwarven city gradually returned to normal.
Even the oppressive pressure hanging over the realm dispersed little by little.
Lin Mu himself had already returned to his ordinary appearance.
Or at least as ordinary as he could appear after spending eight months cultivating beneath a magma ocean.
The faint magma-like cracks beneath his skin had faded away and his aura had calmed considerably. Still, traces of the terrifying elemental pressure lingered around him unconsciously.
