A vast, majestic aura tinged with desolation and tragedy rose from Huo Yuhao.
It was no longer mere strength, but a madness that bound himself completely to the star beneath his feet and to a ten-thousand-year oath—a madness that would burn everything to protect it.
He raised his right hand toward the shocking gaping rift in the sky, toward the Abyssal torrent pouring madly through it, and gently pressed downward.
An invisible will and authority, vast beyond description, swept across the heavens and the entire surface of the planet like the gentlest ripple and the strongest barrier.
The next moment, a miracle occurred.
The rift in the barrier, which had been steadily expanding, had its spreading cracks smoothed away as though by an invisible hand. The dark-red energy flowing along its edges rapidly receded as if it had encountered its nemesis.
The damaged barrier's radiance visibly became denser and heavier, even more dazzling and resilient than before its collapse!
The Abyssal creatures that had already poured into the atmosphere and were about to descend upon the land seemed to slam into an invisible, absolute wall. They let out terrified, despairing shrieks as their bodies burst apart and vaporized beneath the crushing force.
The thick Abyssal aura was like snow beneath the blazing sun, driven out and purified by a gentle yet irresistible force.
Through the restored breach in the barrier, it was forcibly pushed back beyond Douluo Star!
In only a few breaths.
The heavens were restored, the breach sealed, and the Abyss retreated.
Douluo Star was once again firmly protected within that renewed, dazzling barrier.
Only the faint stench lingering in the air and the still-shaken expressions on the people's faces proved that the world-ending crisis just now had not been an illusion.
Heaven and earth fell deathly silent.