"This is an Innate Deity of this world—born of creation and immensely powerful. Yet precisely because of that, the divine body limits what it can achieve at the Other Shore. No wonder Thor had to bring about Ananda."
Having already reached the mountaintop, Xu Yue quietly watched the lightning descend from the heavens.
A mere wisp of the overflowing power that had become Heavenly Might could reduce this Other Self of his to dust. Mixed within it was the innate Dao of thunder, exquisite beyond measure when observed up close.
Then Xu Yue looked toward the remnant body pierced through by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Spear.
The Demon Lord's remnant body had itself become this towering peak. Even suppressed by divine thunder, its demonic intent still radiated outward, giving rise to countless demonic creatures.
Yet in Xu Yue's eyes, the descending lightning seemed to pierce through a demonic body that had transcended the scouring of the River of Time, standing like a reef. The unique secret belonging only to the Other Shore Realm still remained upon that body, enduring since time immemorial.
Sure enough, although mighty figures of the Creation and Legend realms had returned early, falling by an entire major realm was perfectly normal. But to those at the Other Shore, such scouring had barely any effect at all.
Only the Most Ancient Ones such as Amitabha, who wished to contend for the final Dao Fruit and had no further path forward, needed to return to chaos. They sought to contend for that final opportunity at their absolute peak, lest the slightest disadvantage leave them half a step behind.
For Other Shore beings with no hope of attaining the Dao Fruit, returning to chaos was really just a way to avoid suspicion.
That was why the Golden Emperor