An Indescribable Tragedy

In every sense of the word, this was no mere "trouble"...

It was a "desperate situation"!

Even if most of them had restrained their fury and sent only a portion of their wills, the terrifying aura emitted by the rulers who had descended in their complete forms was enough to tear apart the heavens.

As they combined their respective energies, a destructive wave of light tore through "everything" in its path with overwhelming force—everything in the literal sense.

Causality, elements, time, space, nothingness, chaos, even the Sea of the Dead were forcibly driven back before that immense power.

The Seven-Colored Rainbow Light that annihilated all things carried an unseen sense of inevitability. Once struck, no matter which ruler it was, they would likely have their soul scattered on the spot.

So...

"Then we just have to make sure it doesn't hit us."

There was no time left to continue discussing, nor was there any need. Lowett exchanged a glance with the Buddhist Great Emperor. The former stepped forward and vanished into the void, while the latter faced the rainbow filling the sky and drew a deep breath.

"Then..."

"Let me see whether the path I chose is truly the right one!"

Holding the Blood Prison Blade flat in his left palm, Lowett slowly assumed his stance, the look in his scarlet eyes settling into calmness.

He had learned this move long ago, but honestly, he had no idea how far he could take it... Otherwise, why would the Great Emperor have taken the initiative to visit the rulers?

To some extent, that too was a sign of his lack of confidence.

He wanted to use his own observations to confirm the strength he had gained after his breakthrough.

It was simply that Lowett had gone about it more aggressively.

Clang—