In that instant, everyone realized that the Savior Devil King had awakened.
Generally speaking, below the Limit of Dao Integration, one would never find oneself "afraid to awaken."
No cells with a radius greater than one meter would evolve on Earth's surface, because of this world's geometry, thermodynamics, the strengths of its electromagnetic force and gravity, and other such factors.
Likewise, the many "limits," including the upper limit of light speed, determined that immortals could only reach the Limit of Dao Integration.
Beyond that, one could only rely on the powerful system of the Forty-Nine Paths—perhaps a second-stage Super Turing Machine—to accomplish anything.
This was the limit jointly determined by the physics and mathematics of this universe.
Beyond it, every step demanded an enormous price.
Yet the Savior Devil King was still far from that realm. Whenever she wished to awaken, she could awaken.
She would inevitably awaken at the moment she was needed most.
"It is time to fight," she told herself. "Ahead are the oppressed, the harmed... I cannot stop. I cannot stop. It is time to go to war."
Her "spirit" walked from within outward, heading beyond the Savior Devil Realm.
At last, she passed Yuan Tianjun and the other human immortals.
"There is no need for guilt, no need for self-reproach." Without turning back, she said as she walked, "Having special feelings for one's homeland is a good thing too..."
For some reason, the corners of the eyes of this group, who had long tempered themselves into hearts of iron and stone, actually glimmered.
Yuan Tianjun Bigoci suddenly cried out, "Devil King..."
"If you have a chance to return to your own homeland, do not hesitate either. Follow your heart..."
The Savior Devil King's voice gradually faded away.
In the end, she arrived at the ship's