It was so fast—faster than anyone could have imagined.
Less than half an hour after its activation, Great Arcanum Zarathustra had covered the entire battlefield with terrifying efficiency, leaving the Abyssal rulers no time to react.
Like a chain reaction.
Its speed could no longer be compared to falling dominoes. It was more like a fuse—taking no detours, wasting not a shred of precious strength, and the instant it was lit, driving everything toward its conclusion at lightning speed.
The Continuance Institute had prepared for this day for decades.
They had considered every possibility and accident, made the worst plans and the best preparations, and created numerous targeted strategies for implementation.
More than sixteen contingency plans were in the hands of Creator Nakajima outside the field.
Yet even Nakajima was shaken by this unexpected surprise.
Without disappointing anyone, Huai Shi had fulfilled the duty entrusted to him at a speed beyond everyone's expectations.
Now, the foundations of every major lineage had been secured.
Fusang, the Pantheon, the Holy Coffin, the Solar Calendar Stone, and even the Six Paths of Reincarnation filling its interior had all transformed themselves into pillars, supporting the world created by humanity.
The foundation had been laid.
Now, through resonance with the Great Arcanum of the Present Realm, an endless stream of power was pouring into the stars.
That immense power circulated among the stars, drawing the central core upward toward that vast sea of stars, incorporating Huai Shi's soul into the expansive world within the fragments.
Truly granting it a soul!
When that happened, the Abyss would no longer have any place to stand.
Once they awakened from the misdirection of the Present Realm and the various lineages, no ruler, regardless of faction, could possibly sit by and watch the ascension be completed.
Ignoring all consequences,