At the moment the Profound Abyssal Rift closed completely, Xu Wuyi stood at the back of the crowd, looking at the newly healed space with a profound sense of relief washing over him.
It had been nearly a month from receiving the initial mission, to the series of fierce battles, and finally suppressing the charge of that mysterious Beast King. The entire process was far longer and much more difficult than he had anticipated, but the outcome was good.
The rift was closed, and those Star Beasts would never again pour out of that tear in space. The people in this region could return to their normal lives, and the Martial Artists stationed here could return to their respective homes to do what they needed to do.
Cheers continued to ring out. The technicians hugged each other, jumping and laughing, while the Martial Artists brandished their weapons and roared toward the sky. Even the usually composed Ren Bai had a relaxed smile on his face.
