It was a realm whose splendor and mystery defied description.
There was no ground, no sky—only endless streams of energy like liquid rainbows, slowly turning to form a vast vortex.
At its center, an indescribable Dao Rhyme seemed to permeate the air, as though it held the ultimate truth of the universe's birth and death.
A single glance made the soul tremble, threatening to draw it in forever.
"This... this is..."
Estelle forgot her grief. Shock filled her beautiful eyes as she recalled an ancient legend, and her voice trembled.
"According to legend... the true Nirvana Divine Source isn't born of heaven and earth. It can only form under certain conditions over countless ages from the undying essence blood and soul fragments of a fallen Great Master..."
She looked toward the Mysterious Space, and a startling possibility arose in her mind.
"That third Divine Origin was so powerful... Could this be the fall site of a legendary Supreme Being... one who surpassed even the Demon God Rank?!"
As if to confirm her suspicion—
At that very moment, the phantom of a flawless white feather flashed through the center of the Rainbow Vortex, radiating an indescribably sacred, ancient aura!
It was gone in an instant.
But the surge of power that came with it was beyond all living things—vaster, purer, and holier than any Demon God Pressure Estelle had ever felt. The souls of the three surviving demons froze!
It was a supreme power beyond anything the Demon Race could comprehend!
Black's pupils contracted sharply. A storm rose in his heart.
That feather, that aura... It feels more profound than even Blood Demon God Bradwell. The Blood Demon God really spared no expense to lure two Demon Gods here.
The phantom of the white feather vanished, but its sacred aura,