When Ning Rongrong heard Yu Xiaogang say "decades," her lips moved before she finally asked, "Then wouldn't the people in that world have to despair for many years?"
Yu Xiaogang did not answer.
"It's more than despair," Tang San said.
His voice remained steady, but it was lower than usual. "Once Soul Beasts go extinct, Soul Masters will be the first to fall into chaos. Without Soul Rings, there is no future. Those stuck at bottlenecks will go mad. Sects and academies will fall into disorder as well. Without fresh blood, there can be no inheritance. When that world's Sky Screen said, 'The path of Soul Masters ends here,' it wasn't joking. The sky had truly fallen."
After he finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent again.
The image on the Sky Screen slowly dimmed.
No one knew what it would show next.
But everyone knew that the world without Soul Beasts must have been struggling in an abyss at that very moment.
And separated from it by the Sky Screen, all they could do was watch.
It was like watching a disaster whose ending had already been written. Before it even reached the final chapter, it had already made them unable to breathe.
When the Sky Screen lit up again, the scene had changed completely.
It was still that world, still that continent, but everything was different.
The first thing shown was the Soul Fighting Arena.
The Soul Masters on the stage fought with everything they had, as though they wanted to exhaust all their strength there. The spectators did not cheer either. With red-rimmed eyes, they threw things down below. Not one person wore a smile. Some winners crouched by the edge of the stage and cried. Some losers forced their Soul Power into a berserk state on the