Capítulo 489: Sword Spirit

And in a matter of hours, the entire region where the two fought was turned into a desolate, disastrous, and calamitous region of death and decay. Poison rose up to the high heavens and seeped into the ground, forever making it infertile and corrupt. More Poison then rose to the high skies, mixed in with pure clouds, and changed them to heralds of death as they rained ruin and destruction upon the soil. 

The final victor of the battle was the young man, only he had lost too much energy and blood in this fight. Bloodied, battered, and on the brink of death, still the young man won, even after the fight had lasted for months. The biggest issue for the young man was the realization that the arts of the Poison God were too potent and they imposed a great strain upon the body and mind of the man judged.