The bubble burst, and the illusion collapsed.
Everything perished in silence.
Under Wen Zheng's gaze from above, Paradise came, and then Paradise left. But what was the result?
There was no result.
Neither success nor failure.
After the illusion dissipated, all that remained was emptiness.
As though nothing had happened at all.
Thus, Holy Fool's brow furrowed silently.
It was not that he was too narrow-minded to accept failure. Besides, even success would not make him beam with joy. Success or failure, it was no more than an attempt.
Both success and failure were acceptable.
What he could not understand was this emptiness and silence.
After all the scheming, everything had come to nothing.
But why?
Just before Myriad Transformation Paradise vanished, Wen Zheng had reached out, determined to give it a try.
Yet in that instant, he sensed the seal and suppression between heaven and earth, along with a terrifying pressure held in reserve, emerging from the void like tides.
Tian Yi.
Tian Yi, who had watched indifferently from beginning to end, was the first to act.
Wen Zheng looked over, full of curiosity. "Lord Tian Yi, have you decided to make a move?"
"Merely a reminder. Our agreement is limited to watching from the sidelines; it does not include letting you run wild as you please."
Tian Yi spoke slowly. "How about we stop here? Otherwise, drawing the attention of other Locksmiths later may hinder Lord Guide's plans as well, no?"
Wen Zheng sighed softly. "As expected of the Sky Overseer Saint. Your understanding of advantage and disadvantage is truly exquisite."
"Isn't Lord Guide equally skilled in his methods?"
Tian Yi did not move. He merely watched the opponent before him with icy eyes.
Until Wen Zheng gave a slight shrug.
"If that is the case, then I