Back at Phosphorescent Seat, watching the floating phosphorescence rapidly fade over a vast area, I felt not the slightest ripple of emotion.
As the source of the phosphorescent flakes drifting across the Sea of Shocking Souls, once it vanished, the Child Spirits here would eventually regain their former glory.
A Child Spirit was an undying consciousness. As long as it had a suitable body, it would one day be reborn, so I wasn't hung up on the matter of suppressing them.
Without destruction, there could be no new life. The Great and Small Forbidden Archives were the karmic obstacles of the Star Lords of Star God Heaven. It was best to let nature take its course.
After enduring the baptism of endless years, I had long since seen through this point. Even a century-long final battle of destruction would not feel particularly urgent before me.
The existence of civilization itself doomed it to eventually walk toward destruction, without exception.
The moment I stepped out of Phosphorescent Seat, the aura of Tianzhao Sea brought my spirits surging back. The sigh of life and death brought by the marrow of the Heavenly Dao, along with the memories of raising the torch, had all been swept into the dust of my memories.
Preserving or clearing away the mingled consciousnesses of others was no difficult task for me. However, the sigh of the Heavenly Dao's marrow had indeed dragged me back for an instant into the sea of memories from the Heavenly Cosmic War.
I should have gone to Central City upon returning to Tianzhao Sea. After all, the matter of the Ying siblings couldn't simply be let go.
However, after asking the nearby shops in the city, I learned that the various grand competitions were all proceeding in full swing.
The Ying siblings