At that moment, across a thousand-mile radius, whether Abyssal creatures or Evil Soul Masters, regardless of their cultivation, wherever Honkai Energy passed, all things were directly reduced to nothingness.
Between heaven and earth, only a faint purple-black mist remained, quietly shrouding the area.
The raging winds ceased, and the ice and snow melted away.
The Far North, once bitingly cold, was now terrifyingly clean—clean to the point of desolation, clean as if no living creature had ever set foot there.
The few lingering weak auras in the distance had barely seeped out from spatial rifts before they were instantly devoured by the wandering Honkai Energy, unable to stir even the slightest ripple.
Fortunately, the Honkai Energy showed no sign of continuing to spread outward, as though some inexplicable force had contained it.
Xiling had ultimately held back. There were hardly any living beings on Douluo Star capable of withstanding the corrosion of Honkai Energy. That was not what he wanted to see.
This place, however, would be completely transformed into a forbidden zone of life.
At the same time, the Federation military defenses around the Far North erupted into chaos.
Within the Northern Legion's garrison, Soul Power detectors and spatial monitors blared shrill alarms one after another. Their screens flickered wildly with garbled symbols before all going black and breaking down.
Red warning lights lit up the entire camp, while emergency assembly horns echoed across the wilderness.
Legion Commander Guo Zhenfeng strode quickly onto the observation platform, his gaze fixed on the depths of the Far North. The face of this Title Douluo was deathly pale, and even the Soul Power within his body had become unstable.
"Report, Legion Commander! Large-scale spatial signals in the depths of the Far North have completely vanished, and the energy fluctuations have been entirely