The Organization of Nothingness.
The Temple of Nothingness.
The Lord of Nothingness sat high upon his divine throne, eyes closed as he rested his mind.
Knock, knock.
Someone knocked on the hall doors, and a voice came from outside. "I seek an audience with the Lord of Nothingness."
The Lord of Nothingness slowly opened his eyes, his neck gleaming with a faint golden sheen. "Enter."
A Black Robed Person pushed open the doors and walked inside. He knelt on one knee in the center of the hall and cupped his fists. "Greetings, my lord."
The Lord of Nothingness looked down at the Black Robed Person. "Weiyang, what brings you here?"
The Black Robed Person said, "My lord, I believe we can harvest the World True Spirits of the remaining Dao Realms now. Delay may breed unforeseen trouble."
The Lord of Nothingness watched the Black Robed Person without speaking.
Feeling that gaze upon him, the Black Robed Person lowered his head slightly and hurriedly explained, "I am not trying to make decisions on your behalf, my lord."
Only after a moment did the Lord of Nothingness say, "Go ahead. Make it quick. The remaining Dao Realms should pose no challenge to you."
The Black Robed Person cupped his fists in delight. "Yes! I will take our people to do it immediately."
After the Black Robed Person withdrew, the Lord of Nothingness looked behind his divine throne. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly sensed something and turned toward a certain point in spacetime.
An unusual figure had appeared there, exceedingly indistinct and hidden deep within spacetime.
The Lord of Nothingness looked at the figure and said calmly, "For someone of your standing to come here so suddenly, is there something you need?"
The unusual figure said, "I have come