In the dark vacuum, energy tides surged violently. Andrew Han radiated Void Rift might so intense it nearly tore open the space itself; the impact was overwhelming, and his figure, reminiscent of a majestic great sun, stood at the center of the world.
He alone dispelled all darkness.
Ripples spread out by the billions, transforming into halos of light.
"Hmm?"
From afar, Master Xu looked over.
In that moment, Andrew Han seemed to become an endless source of light and heat. Waves of gold and red exploded around him, making him the undeniable center of attention.
If any lifeform below the Stellar Palace Tier were nearby, they would be instantly reduced to dust, unable to withstand such force. Yet, given the harsh environment of the Archaic Star Gate, Void Rift is the minimum survival standard—the lowest threshold for enduring here.
Not dwelling on it, Master Xu frowned and took two or three steps forward, his mind sharp, quickly grasping the situation: "Special training is paused. Andrew, handle your family matters first."
As he spoke, Master Xu narrowed his eyes, a hint of anger crossing his face.
At this moment, with the date approaching for Andrew Han to depart for Light Clan Territory, any trouble at home could easily become a dangerous distraction.