Hao Ren and the others waited outside for a long time, until a shapeless mass of arcane energy drifted out of the hall and called them inside.
Inside the hall, the giant sat cross-legged beside Crystal Peak Mountain, still maintaining the posture from his long conversation with the Firstborn. All the holographic projections on Crystal Peak Mountain had frozen as well, and silence hung thick in the air. Hao Ren came before the giant and did his best to put on a reassuring smile. "All done?"
The giant nodded silently. Only then did the Firstborn's voice ring out through the hall. "Why..."
Nangong Sanba casually followed up, "Why what?"
"Why did they want to kill Mother..." The Firstborn sounded confused. "Mother was so good to everyone. She loved everything in this world... Why did they want to kill her?"
"For some people, being treated well means nothing," Izax said heavily. "When what they demand exceeds what they deserve, mortal races do incomprehensible things. Stupidity is a grave sin. Unfortunately, there are far too many sinners."
The Firstborn fell silent again. This time, the silence lasted even longer, making everyone feel increasingly awkward. Hao Ren could only take the initiative and break the mood. "Ahem... Speaking of which, do you have any plans for what comes next?"
"Yes, I do." The Firstborn finally spoke, though his voice still sounded somewhat weak. "Mother is merely asleep, right?"
"According to the information we have, the Creation Goddess's power is still operating throughout the universe, and her will occasionally responds to the calls of her believers. So the possibility that she's asleep is very high." Hao Ren stroked his chin. "Also, as far as I understand, the direct witnesses of that war never actually saw the Goddess fall. They only observed the explosion of