Panic? The Lord of No Flame did not know why such an absurd, laughable emotion had erupted within him.
Yet the violent throbbing between his brows and the sudden dread in his heart seemed to herald some ominous disaster about to descend.
"No matter who he is, he undoubtedly descended from distant time and space." The Lord of No Flame forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, constantly convincing himself. "And it is definitely not his true body descending, only a wisp of consciousness."
"No matter how powerful his true body may be, the energy carried by that descended consciousness cannot be much! So nothing will happen."
That was what the Lord of No Flame said, but the appearance of "him" had brought even time and space to a standstill.
Moreover, that stillness had even affected him.
—This avatar could not yet form a complete domain, so being unable to break free from "time-space stasis" under such circumstances was still understandable. But his Demon God true spirit had truly descended from the Bottomless Abyss. Even the Demon God true spirit could not move at this moment. That was somewhat inconceivable.
The Lord of No Flame did not dare think too deeply about it. It would only worsen the panic already in his heart.
"It is only for this moment. If the fundamental laws are affected, the world's will will never stand idly by." The Lord of No Flame comforted himself thus. Yet he had forgotten that, when battling an enemy, placing one's hopes upon the world's will was already a sign of weakness.
Just as the Lord of No Flame had thought, that sensation of time coming to a halt lasted only an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the wind resumed its howl, and sparks and glimmers once