Sea and sky were dark.
Above the raging wind and torrential rain, the Great Fiend's Eye continued to expand ceaselessly at a staggering speed, stirring up wave after wave of spreading ripples.
Viewed from high above, the terrifying torrent, like ripples, turned into tides that washed over the already fragile present world again and again.
Every tremor made people's hearts pound in terror.
No one knew when everything would completely fall apart.
"It's getting closer and closer to the vortex!"
"The degree of overlap is still deepening further..."
Within the pale space, reports thick with unease continued, until an uncontrollably excited shout shattered the oppressive atmosphere:
"T5 has sent word—the Sky Rail will maintain the situation and ensure that the present world remains intact!"
In an instant, cheers sounded out, and everyone could barely stop themselves from dancing with joy.
Yet the old man's expression remained severe.
Gloomy.
With the situation collapsing to this extent, could the Sky Rail still make it in time? While maintaining the Seal of Shadow Sun, how much power could it still mobilize?
"At this point, we can no longer hope for the Sky Rail to turn the tide..."
The old man sighed hoarsely and raised his voice. "Prepare the Light Gathering Foundation to charge. If necessary, actively sever that region and, before it falls into the vortex, Completely Annihilate it."
Everyone turned back in shock, unable to believe it.
Then... the alarm sound abruptly ceased!
Countless abnormal parameters instantly returned to normal.
Within the massive projection, the spreading darkness suddenly halted, and the teetering Rift World unbelievably stopped where it was...
As though it had been lifted by an invisible palm!
Clenched tight.
Thus, it contended against the terrifying pull of the vortex, refusing to allow even the slightest tremor or collapse.
At that