The last strand of power flowed into Tang Cai, and the origin had completely fused with the ever-changing Divine Core.
Annihilation's body abruptly collapsed, and the Universal Rules stirred at that instant. An aura of compassion for all creation swept across infinite dimensions.
At that moment, the gods all knew that one of their peers had fallen, and their hearts were filled with countless emotions.
Though their sight in that place had been obscured, countless familiar faces came into view when they looked around. Only a few peers were absent. Combined with what had happened earlier, it went without saying who had fallen.
Regardless of whether there had been any conflicts before, and regardless of whether this god's fall was ultimately good or bad for them—
The gods all manifested their forms, gazing from afar toward the obscured direction and offering their own rites of mourning.
Schemes and battles between gods did sometimes lead to death. With one careless misstep, one could become a pawn in another's calculations.
It was like two Chess Players who regarded each other as their greatest rival. Over a lifetime, they experienced countless life-and-death games, revealing their true abilities through their matches. They might even be enraged by an opponent's shameless move, plunging into a fight to the death where both sides sought mutual destruction.
Yet even such mortal enemies found it difficult not to feel bereft when the other truly fell upon the path of seeking the Dao, leaving behind nothing but a trace of regret.
Not to mention that even more gods bore no grudge against Annihilation. They mourned for one of their own kind, as though they saw in Annihilation's end the different destinies they themselves carried. They appeared of their own accord and saw Annihilation off from afar.
"Born of fate,