Sui Xiong, returned with his wounds healed, once again faced Chaos head-on and held the line.
The gods heaved a tremendous sigh of relief, finally letting go of the anxiety hanging over them.
Chaos's power restrained the gods far too severely. Even with everyone giving it their all, they had been unable to stop it effectively. In that brief span just now, it had visibly advanced a great distance again. If it kept moving forward like this, it would soon reach the boundary where the World Ring's Negative Plane met the Material Plane.
The moment Chaos set foot in the World Ring's Material Plane, it would inflict devastating damage. If even the slightest trace of its power leaked out, it would spawn countless monsters, unleashing a terrifying spectacle of demons dancing in wild disorder.
More than that, the portions of the Material Plane contaminated by Chaos would very likely transform toward negativity. A small amount might not matter much, but if there were too many such areas, it could disrupt the balance among the four planes and, in turn, damage the overall structure of the Great Cycle.
That was the truly most terrifying thing!
The Great Cycle was the foundation upon which all things in the world depended for survival, mortals and gods alike. If its structure were damaged, it could bring about an unimaginably severe catastrophe. It was no exaggeration to call it the end of the world!
No one wanted such a thing to happen.
As part of the world, the gods possessed both a self and an aspect of rules. If matters truly deteriorated to the point where the Great Cycle might be damaged, they would have no choice but to use themselves as material to mend it.
Naturally, they did not want things to reach that