"Son of Heaven, it's your turn to begin."
Atabia suddenly sat cross-legged. Countless vortices flashed through his eyes, and the flames of nothingness ignited within them. They recorded all the rises and falls of humanity, as if endless variations of time were surging, shifting, and shifting again in his eyes.
At that moment, no one could sense Atabia's power anymore.
He seemed to have vanished!
He had vanished completely from the universe's "present."
He had vanished utterly from the material plane of the universe, becoming nothingness—becoming the greatest mystery in the cosmos, untouchable and unreachable.
"Is that the Time God?"
"I can't sense him anymore!!"
"No one can attack him, and he can't attack anyone either!"
"Is this the consequence of elevating himself to the Great Dao of the universe? Escaping the mortal world also means being unable to interfere with it any longer. He can no longer fight or kill anyone!"
"No, his attacks operate on the level of time. They directly interfere with causality!"
Throughout the universe's Myriad Worlds, countless people looked toward the sky, all sensing something profound and mysterious. That astonishing scene of proving the Dao seemed to force its way inch by inch into the River of Time, and the universe suddenly changed!
The universe developed a Timeline!
After banishing the Son of Heaven into a crack of hyper-accelerated time, Atabia also strode over. He glanced at the other two, then sat down on the ground.
"Not fighting?"
Seeing this, the Ancient God of Light looked somewhat surprised, but still poured him tea. "Why have you sat down with me?"
"Waiting for the Son of Heaven."
Atabia's expression was utterly calm. "Once we have everyone gathered, we'll fight. This is a sign of respect for you."
"Respect?"
The Ancient God of Light immediately laughed. "One