I was deeply shocked as well. Zhao Qian intended to turn something tangible into something intangible. This was not destruction, but a direct alteration of matter's very essence.
Although the transformation was not fast, as her proficiency increased, several of the Heaven-Mending Stones soon changed into intangible, transparent forms. They had not vanished out of thin air; they clearly still existed.
Only my Heaven-Mending Stone remained untouched by Zhao Qian.
"What is this..." The impostor already looked over eighty years old. If this continued, I suspected she would soon have trouble even speaking clearly.
"Do you know what it means to mend Heaven?" Zhao Qian asked in return. Seeing the impostor fall silent in deep thought, she smiled. "Heaven has no form, but when Heaven develops a leak, all the world must suffer. So, Senior, can you guess what question the Earthly Dao Sovereign has posed to us?"
"You mean... these waves of world force are caused by a leak in Heaven?" Shock appeared on the impostor's face, as if she had guessed something.
"Heh heh, that's right. Every time Heaven splits open, a wave of world force is produced. Given the current situation, Heaven must have split in countless places. If we don't repair it, everyone will ultimately be destroyed by these cracks. And if no one appears who can mend Heaven's leaks, there may not even be a final victor among us." Zhao Qian smiled.
"How is that possible? There won't be a victor? Isn't whoever stands at the end supposed to become the Earthly Dao Sovereign?! You must be talking nonsense!" the impostor said agitatedly.
"No. If no one figures out how to mend the leaks, then the continually strengthening waves of world force mean that more and more cracks will appear. In the end, we'll be