The hall fell silent once again. The powerful figures from both sides looked at one another, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.
Xuan Shuzi and Old Man Myriad Phenomena, who stood at the head of their respective sides, exchanged a glance. They both saw complicated, indescribable emotions in the other's eyes: suspicion, anticipation, struggle, and even a trace of wavering.
The two sides had fought for countless years. They had each turned a once-prosperous world into its current state, on the verge of destruction. Who among them had not stained their hands with the blood of the other side's important figures?
Although they had been forced to stand here together to save the world, how could anyone truly let go of their hatred and immediately cooperate wholeheartedly?
Styx ignored them, instead turning toward the World Spirit. "You must have realized the importance of your position. Apart from me, your world also needs someone within it who can oversee the situation as a whole, reconcile conflicts, and drive the implementation forward."
"You are the World Will and understand this world's origin and rules best. Your position is relatively detached. You are the only suitable candidate to preside over the overall situation and mediate the disputes between both sides."
"I promise that as long as your world can temporarily put aside its hatred and fully assist me in its rectification, I will certainly return to you a prosperous, boundless Eternal Great World."
The World Spirit looked at the people in the hall, who gazed at one another without saying a word. Then he recalled the future Styx had outlined earlier, solidified his body, and nodded heavily. "Rest assured, fellow Daoist. I will certainly resolve this world's conflicts properly and will absolutely not allow anyone to interfere with your efforts."
After speaking, he