After sending the Transmigrator siblings off.
Su Hao personally gathered all the Deities in Heaven for an extremely serious meeting.
"Fellow Deities, because Jiu Jiu has been unable to grow smoothly—even failing to live a little longer—the World Will has fallen into deep self-doubt. It has now suffered another mental split, giving birth to two World Wills at once. The situation is quite severe.
"As for what that means, you may refer to the times you argued with your own avatars. If the World Will still cannot grow, it might split into seven or eight at one go!"
At this, all the Deities could not help looking thoroughly embarrassed.
Thinking about it, who were the eighteen of them? They were great Deities who had stood high above all others for countless years, beings attended and praised day and night. Yet now they had fallen so low that they could not even protect a mere child. It was truly shameful beyond measure.
Most importantly, they had nearly a thousand chances, made every possible preparation, and accumulated so much experience in protection—yet they still could not keep a single child alive.
They had even begun to doubt their own abilities.
But they dared assure Lord Ryan that they had truly tried their best. The World Will was simply too good at dying. The tricks it came up with could practically fill an encyclopedia of death.
The Deities declared that they were at their wits' end as well.
Su Hao continued, "Deities, pull yourselves together. Carefully review the lessons of your past failures and learn from them. When facing the World Will in the future, learn to make predictions, list every possibility, and strangle the likely outcomes in the cradle."
The problem was, that was exactly what they had always done, and it