The Reason for Forgetting

At this moment, numerous High-rank Prophets were gathering in the depths of the Web of Fate, sniping at Gray Mist.

After obtaining the corresponding fate fluctuation frequency from Hermit, Anvis also entered the "Meeting Room" where the many prophets had gathered.

It was still a fissure artificially carved out in the depths of the Web of Fate. A sliver of Anvis's consciousness appeared there.

All around him was a strange space formed by countless Threads of Fate glittering with Starlight and crossing one another. Anvis's form was a consciousness body like condensed Silver Radiance, floating within it as though weightless.

At this point, many beings in states similar to his had already gathered in this space, tensely exchanging information about the attack.

Because Gray Mist's progress had already far surpassed everyone else's, the High-rank Prophets had decided to temporarily join forces. Led by several of the strongest among them, they would launch a joint attack on Gray Mist from the level of fate, at the very least knocking him out of his near-breakthrough state.

"Mirror, you're here."

Sensing Anvis's consciousness body appear, several other prophets who had met him before greeted him with slight reverence.

As one of the foremost among the Eighth Rank Prophets, Anvis had been secretly watched by quite a few other prophets.

As long as Gray Mist remained, they were all potential allies. If Gray Mist was ultimately eliminated or ceased to be the one closest to becoming a Ninth Rank Diviner, then the next enemy might be one of those present.

"I encountered an emergency earlier and couldn't get away. What is Gray Mist's situation now?"

Without wasting words, Anvis swiftly asked several nearby prophets about Gray Mist's current state.

"Gray Mist's condition is very strange. According to Eye of Insight, Gray Mist should already