Penza Empire, Lyra River System.
Inside a small spacecraft docked at a spaceport.
Wei Heng, Yuan Du Zi, Li Rong, Song Chaochao, and Resala, whose entire body shone with the green light of healing psychic arts.
The five of them were watching the clear battle footage projected above the spaceport by the Heart of Myriad Woods.
That terrifying war, which treated star systems like toys, had destroyed the monitoring instruments the instant it erupted.
As a result, everyone could only watch the synchronized imagery reconstructed through gathered psychic energy from an extreme distance away.
Because the light from the battle would take at least decades to reach the monitoring instruments.
Thus, they could only rely on faster psychic-energy surveillance for synchronized reconstruction.
And the result of that reconstruction was that they could only see two blurry shadows madly colliding and intertwining amid a blaze of brilliant light.
The energy interference was too powerful. Even psychic energy could only make out the rough outlines.
Until, in the end, the two enormous creatures ascended dimensions together, entered the Evil Layer, and vanished.
"Is it over?" Wei Heng felt an unbearable pressure in his chest. He could barely breathe.
No one answered.
Resala glanced at him.
She did not know what she ought to say.
Her own brother and Wei Heng's father had fought to such an extent that it had far surpassed the limits of her comprehension.
Even the Black Flame Lord, which treated planets as toys, could never hope to touch that level.
That was already the level of a Star Abyss sovereign.
Noxi had silently reached such heights. No wonder he never cared about anything he saw and always wore that expression of having everything under control.
Because he knew that no matter how dire the situation became, as long