This great formation could neither be entered nor exited.
So they had no way to confirm whether the rumors about the Nine Heavens' Summit and Chu Feng were true.
"The rumors about Chu Feng are true," said the Sect Master of the Sleeping Dragon Martial Sect.
"Holy crap, that's amazing."
"My brother really made our Sleeping Dragon Martial Sect proud."
Upon hearing this, Duan Liufeng excitedly pumped his fists.
Seeing this, Sacred Light Baiméi hastily spoke up, "Hey, hey, that's not quite right."
"Chu Feng is making our Sacred Light Origin Starfield proud. After all, he's not just your Sleeping Dragon Martial Sect's disciple — he's also a member of Sacred Light."
"Right, right, right. My brother isn't just a Sleeping Dragon Martial Sect disciple — he's also a member of Sacred Light."
Hearing this, Duan Liufeng hastily corrected himself.
Now that Chu Feng's achievements had been confirmed, everyone's faces carried a trace of joy.
"It's a shame Young Friend Chu Feng isn't here."
"Then our formation wouldn't have failed, would it?" Sacred Light Buyu sighed with regret.
"Chu Feng is being hunted by the Seven Realms Sacred Palace right now. His situation is no better than ours."
"Besides, we are the masters of Sacred Light — how can we place the burden of defending Sacred Light on a junior?"
After the Sacred Master of Sacred Valley finished speaking, he bellowed loudly.
"All clansmen of Sacred Light, hear my command."
"Even if it costs us every last drop of our strength and our very lives today, we must hold the formation!"
"Understood!!!"
All the Sacred Light powerhouses responded in unison.
…
Within the world being bombarded by the black pillar of light.
Nearly all of the most elite young generation of the Ancestral Martial Origin Starfield had gathered here.
Sacred Light Jin'an, Sacred Light Nian, Sacred Light Xintian, Sacred Light Menglai, Sacred Light Haoxuan, and others from the Sacred Light Clan…
Xia Yan, Li Muzhi, Zhao Shi, Song Xi, Tu Yuanyuan, and others from the Sleeping Dragon Martial Sect…
Beyond the Sacred Light Clan and Sleeping Dragon Martial Sect prodigies, talented individuals from various star fields and worlds were all here as well.
Chu Lingxi, Xia Yun'er, Song Yunfei, Li Yue'er, Li Anzhi, Wuma Shengjie, Gong Mingyue, Gong Qing, Kong Tianhui, Kong Ci, Long Ning, Xian Yun, and Xiantai Xing'er, among others…
All of the young generation were spread across various formation nodes, pouring their full effort into driving a massive formation.
Though their individual strength was limited, this formation was extraordinarily powerful — the myriad spirit stones and immortal herbs embedded within it were all treasures from the Primordial Era.
As a result, the force it unleashed under their combined effort was unquestionably the strongest in all of the Ancestral Martial Origin Starfield.
This place was the very foundation of the defensive formation.
But right now, every single young cultivator was not only worn to the edge of exhaustion, their faces etched with fatigue — their eyes were filled with worry.
Situated within this world, they could see the massive black force raining down from the heavens, hammering against the barrier that shielded this realm.
Cracks had already appeared in the formation. If it continued like this, it could shatter at any moment.
If that barrier broke, their lives would likely end right here.
BOOM— And yet, accompanied by a piercing boom and the trembling of heaven and earth, the defensive barrier protecting this world was finally shattered.
They watched with their own eyes as that terrifying black pillar of light descended from the sky, striking down in the distance.
"What do we do?!"
In that instant, every young cultivator panicked.
Their gazes all turned to Sacred Light Jin'an and Chu Lingxi.
"Do not panic, everyone."
"The formation has a second layer of defense right around us."
"They cannot break through to us — we need only focus all our efforts on driving the formation."
Once Sacred Light Jin'an spoke, the young cultivators immediately complied.
But unease still gnawed at their hearts.
In truth, even Sacred Light Jin'an himself was harboring doubts: "I just hope this formation can hold against them."
He simply couldn't be certain of anything.
Hum— Just then, a barrier gate materialized, and from within it, Ziling stepped out.
"Ziling, why are you here too?"
Upon seeing Ziling, Xia Yan and the other Sleeping Dragon Martial Sect disciples grew worried, for they knew Ziling had forced her way out of seclusion.
She was still gravely injured.
"All of you, stay put and remain here. Keep driving the formation," Ziling said.