Lind stood in the glassed area as he slowly healed. He felt like he could happily collapse but he did not dare.
He used what little strength he had to make very sure the Bastard was gone.
"Haro." The bald man appeared with elixirs in hand. He smiled as the spirit attended to him. A few artifacts also appeared that swept the area but no reaction came at all.
It was an odd feeling. No Fiend Qi. No trace of Fiend anything at all.
It would take some investigation, but he suspected the last niche corners of Fiend Qi would also fade soon. The Bastard was the anchor, as the original Fiend, and with full intention to pull all life into him.
Honestly, it was more horrifying the more he realized how much the many realms had been spared simply because they were not worth absorbing.
The Realm Refiner was likely from his earlier days. He must have realized how much life he needed to advance as a Divine Realm and experimented with the effect of whole worlds being absorbed.
