Above the Soul Burial Mountain Range, the enormous tricolor seal slowly rotated, emitting a gentle yet resilient glow as it temporarily sealed the passageway capable of destroying the world. But the mountain range itself had become a silent wasteland of scorched earth. The ground was split apart, space had become unbearably fragile, and the lingering evil aura and stellar radiation clung like maggots to a bone, eroding the last traces of life from this land.
Ling Yun, Qian Renxue, and Bo Saixi hovered in midair, their auras all somewhat unsteady. Ling Yun's face was pale. He had expended an enormous amount of the Chaos Dragon God's origin power, and his Divine Soul had been shaken. The glow of Qian Renxue's six wings had dimmed slightly; forcibly wielding holy power against the Annihilation Star Pupil had placed a heavy burden on her. Bo Saixi had been the farthest away, transmitting Sea God Power across the distance, and her consumption had been equally astonishing. A hint of fatigue showed on her exquisitely beautiful face.
The three exchanged glances, and the atmosphere was subtle and complicated. Not long ago, they had stood on opposing sides, even as enemies who would not rest until one of them was dead. Yet before a world-ending crisis, their past grudges had to be temporarily set aside. At this moment, they were the only peak-level forces remaining on this continent capable of dealing with this disaster.
"Thank you both for your help." Ling Yun spoke first, his voice calm and revealing little emotion. He gave Qian Renxue and Bo Saixi a slight nod. If they had not arrived in time, the consequences of facing the combined assault of the Annihilation Star Pupil and the Star Envoy alone would have been unimaginable.
A nearly imperceptible flicker passed through Qian