Theramore, Deren's home.
Sylvanas shuddered all over, then withdrew from the soul link.
She said blankly, "What a strange feeling. From another perspective, I traveled through the Twisting Nether and saw countless demons on a massive planet. That should have been the Burning Legion's headquarters. In the end, I tore apart that crown, then saw it burst with dazzling light as a huge rift in time and space appeared in the sky. After that, I could no longer sense that soul."
After hearing this, Deren sprang to his feet. He clenched his fists tightly and murmured with delight, "That's right. It should have felt like that. Our plan must have succeeded."
"What exactly is going on?" Sylvanas pressed.
Deren thought for a moment. It was probably safe to tell them now. He gave Jaina a signal, and the mage naturally set up a magical barrier.
He said happily, "Our plan succeeded. It seems that the realm of death in this universe is now connecting with the Twisting Nether."
He then looked at Jaina, who was seated to one side. "Report the situation to Azeroth's Soul. I'd like to hear her opinion."
Logically speaking, he had not encountered Azeroth's Soul in a long time. Yet sometimes, when he made breakfast with Jaina in the morning, he would often see a mysterious light flash in her eyes. Still, he did not dare ask too much, afraid he might learn some unbelievable secret.
Jaina closed her eyes and clasped her hands together. Her hair drifted without wind. After a while, she opened her eyes and said, "The Star Soul told me that the current situation is very good. Originally, both the Twisting Nether and the Shadowlands had been plotting to obtain Star Soul Power. Now that they are connected through chaos and Death