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I don't know how many days I slept.
When Zhu Minglang awoke, the surroundings were already under reconstruction, and the original appearance was beginning to take shape.
Many among the cultivators were skilled in crafts and building, and a high platform or tower could be completed by the laboring people, as well as by the craftsmen and builders in just a few days.
Xuange Country Capital had been particularly flourishing over the past two years, and it had gathered people from all walks of life. The Divine City had not suffered too severely, so returning it to its former prosperity would not take too long.
However, daylight was never seen; the night went from cyan-black to pitch-black, then from pitch-black to grey. Just when it seemed that a faint glimmer of dawn might break through the grey, this fleeting moment quickly gave way to gloom and returned to night again.
