The shattering of the spacetime barriers might have been a breathtaking sight to the gods, but to mortals, it was nothing short of an apocalyptic disaster.
The reconstructed world froze in place, and the remade masses all looked up.
All they felt was the earth shaking and the world trembling. They did not even have time to determine whether this was an earthquake or an omen before the clear sky shattered like a spiderweb, then collapsed in chunks at a speed mortals could not comprehend.
Pitch-black Nothingness seeped into reality like mud, carrying fragments of existence as it poured down in a flood. Its momentum was terrifying; it swept away everything in its path, melting reality and illusion alike.
At that moment, no matter where they were, everyone's first thought was to flee. Even if they did not know where to run, they had to move their legs and get away.
Cheng Shi and the others were no exception.
They might have been in the void, inside the cage Truth had created for the gods, and perhaps they had been unaffected when the world was reconstructed. But now that the world was shattering, nowhere could escape the impact.
"What... is this!?"
"War!" Cheng Shi's expression changed drastically. Gritting his teeth, he said, "I knew all that patience was hiding ulterior motives. The most terrifying madness is always lurking beneath suppressed calm!
"*They've gone mad. They actually want to break the shackles of spacetime and seek opponents in that broader world!
"Damn it, they get to enjoy the fight, but what about the gods? What about the universe!?"
Cheng Shi's words left everyone dumbfounded. Of course, it was also possible that the universe's ongoing collapse had frightened them senseless. Even Meng Youfang, who claimed to be the seventeenth god, had paled.