No one could naturally answer Yu Qingluo's question. Knowing they had caused a great disaster, the eight Sacred Kings immediately uprooted the eight black stone pillars and prepared to send them to the Nether Capital.
They could traverse the vast voids of the myriad worlds, so travel to and from the Nether Capital was extremely swift.
Just as they moved the pillars away, on the Nether Capital 18th Layer, the Nether Capital Great Emperor planted that black stone pillar back in its original spot and laughed. "As long as this pillar remains unpulled, I cannot truly rest easy. I fear that Dao God may revive. Now that I've pulled it out and planted it back in, I can finally rest easy."
The skies above the Imperial Court suddenly darkened. The people of the Imperial Court looked up to see what seemed like a drop of ink falling into the sky, slowly spreading outward. The heavens swiftly turned to tribulation ash, layer upon layer of void collapsing and perishing!
Space became extraordinarily unstable, like ash left behind after paper had burned. At the slightest touch, a huge hole would be left in space.
Below, within the Imperial Court, Empress Yu Qingluo led the many people of great wisdom in the Imperial Court to look upward. Qiu Shuijing shouted, "Everyone, be careful! The space in the sky has completely decayed. Do not touch it, or you may fall into some other place!"
Yu Qingluo silently watched this scene, then suddenly gritted her teeth. "These stone pillars erupt once every three days, then return Heaven and Earth Origin Energy afterward. Such regularity must be connected to someone! When he returns, I absolutely will not let him off!"
The Imperial Court's generals and soldiers looked at one another. They thought, *The person Her Majesty