The ice mist released by Ling Luochen had already enveloped the entire Star's Protection, but the eighteen stars on it were only dimming one by one at a slow pace. At this rate, they might not be able to break in even after the seal on Ma Xiaotao's Absolute Defense Barrier ended.
Huo Yuhao anxiously asked Ye Qingchen, "What do we do?"
"Yuhao, that depends on you." Ye Qingchen smiled faintly.
"Do you know why you are feeling so lost?" An aged voice rang clearly in his mind.
"Elder Yi." Huo Yuhao immediately responded in his consciousness.
Electrolux seemed to be asking and answering his own question. "Because you do not fully understand yourself, nor have you brought your control to its limit. Do as I say."
Huo Yuhao's eyes suddenly lit up as he shouted in a deep voice, "Sister Lingxue, maintain the intensity of the ice mist and conceal us. Ye-dage, I know what to do."
"The opponent's power relies on Star Power. What is the origin of starlight?"
"It is light."
Within the ice mist.
On one side stood Huo Yuhao, his eyes radiating a pale golden glow. On the other was Ye Qingchen, who had unleashed his Silver Dragon King martial soul. Strange radiance shifted between gray, silver, and gold.
At the far end of the neat row, a gigantic vertical eye silently glimmered into existence. The instant Huo Yuhao's figure merged with that vertical eye, it burst forth. Threads of blue, gray, and silver light shot from the enormous vertical pupil. A strange scene followed—wherever those threads touched, everything became exceedingly dim. The prismatic light shot straight ahead and imprinted itself upon the barrier of Star's Protection at close range.
At that moment, the spectators below the stage had their vision completely blocked by