Naisela's expression changed completely.
It was an indescribably complicated emotion. The entire Great Universe was the mother that had birthed them; the God of Creation was Dao One, and the "universe" itself. Yet now, as she looked at the hazy phantom before her, she sensed an ancient concept of "the end of Dao," where countless laws mingled in the unseen.
This Lower Civilization had not discovered it yet, but upon careful thought, it was simply inevitable.
The God of Creation would descend whenever the concept was observed, watched, and understood. Before her was another future God of Creation being observed, so naturally, it would descend. This was the inevitable outcome! Yet her past and future selves had appeared within the same spacetime.
It was simply unbelievable.
That evil god possessed power that was far too wicked, power close to the primordial.
Every part of her body grasped a different universal law and Great Dao. When gathered together again, they formed chaos, Dao One. Only she possessed the possibility of simulating Genesis, which was why she could see how wondrous the past and future universes truly were.
Naisela's mind suddenly cleared.
All at once, she felt that if she heard the Dao in the morning, she could die that evening without regret. Having learned such a secret, even dying at this moment would be enough.
The God of Destruction still sat in the chair, ancient and weathered. A voice seemed to carry the sounds of everyone's deaths as it slowly drifted over. "We are two sides of the same whole. We are the unseen will formed from the mingling of all material life in the universe. Yet we have met once more in this spacetime at its zenith."
Naisela bent over and lowered her head.
"The world is collapsing, and the