Plane Stabilized! Homeward Bound!

Bzzzz!

Amid the hum of space, Jiang Xiu raised a hand and grasped the massive mass of Abyss Source. As he sensed the immense energy contained within, Blood Pupil's eyes flickered slightly.

The Abyssal Sage King had forcibly descended everything he possessed into the Douluo Plane through the Demon Emperor's body. Aside from the first-level god source he had unleashed earlier, what this contained was the Abyss Plane's ultimate authority—the source of its first layer.

After gaining control of this layer's plane source, Jiang Xiu had effectively seized the Abyss Plane completely in his grasp!

"Congratulations to my supremely benevolent, supremely kind, supremely powerful, and supremely righteous Master. You have personally brought this six-thousand-year war to an end. From this moment onward, the war between the two planes is truly over, and that battlefield filled with smoke and fire shall welcome peace!"

The Sage Emperor stepped forward at just the right moment and spoke with utmost solemnity.

As soon as the Sage Emperor's words fell, the entire Abyssal Frontline fell silent before erupting in earth-shaking cheers.

"We won! Our Douluo Plane won this six-thousand-year war!"

"We'll never have to worry about the Abyss Plane invading again. Our mission is complete!"

"Our descendants won't have to worry anymore..."

Across the battlefield, countless Federation soldiers and officers felt their eyes sting as tears welled up within them.

No one knew how they had endured through this period.

There had been unease before the war, valiant courage after it began, and despair upon witnessing their formidable enemies. Yet after that despair came the hope they now held.

"Well done. You didn't disgrace me!"

Mu Ye looked at his disciple in the sky, his eyes filled with gratification.

"Not bad. You're Master's fine disciple."

Dong Zi'an also sighed emotionally, though he shot Mu Ye