The battlefield was somewhat noisy.
Yet amid that clamor, the sound of the barrier being pierced was startlingly clear.
The barrier had been formed by the combined strength of everyone present. Its properties were formidable—how could Old Xuan so easily punch a hole through it with his weapon?
The formation's controller had launched several consecutive high-intensity attacks earlier, draining a considerable amount of everyone's strength.
Under such circumstances, the formation could no longer draw out more power for defense.
"I told you already, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a penalty. You dared lay hands on my young lady? You think you're worthy?"
After dodging every attack, Old Xuan suddenly accelerated and flew before the barrier. Then, he stomped one foot onto the head of the Flood Dragon formed from black energy.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The instant Old Xuan joined the battle, cracks began rapidly spreading across the golden barrier. It seemed to let out a pained groan, making every Anxing member's heart pound in alarm.
Bang!
The crisp sound of shattering entered the Anxing members' ears like a sharp blade piercing their minds.
The barrier shattered, and the great formation collapsed.
Every Dark Star member within the formation suffered varying degrees of backlash. The one controlling the formation was injured the most severely.
Of course, there was one consequence that none of the Anxing members could avoid.
Everyone had been struck by backlash so severe that they could no longer mobilize the Divine Power and Primordial Beginning within their bodies.
This was not difficult to understand.
The Divine Power and Primordial Beginning one could mobilize within the body were like a regenerating arm.
When that regenerating arm was used to do something and became damaged, one had to wait for it to recover before using