The old Heavenly Dao was exceptionally flustered. In that instant just now, he understood what the Divine Realm Will intended to do. If it succeeded, even if he was not blown to pieces, he would still cease to exist.
"No need to tell me."
Chen An roared. He knew how dire the situation was. These two lunatics blowing themselves up would not be a major issue in itself. With so many stars, as long as time remained and the scale was stretched far enough, the universe would eventually allow civilization to be reborn.
But it was different for Chen An. There were still people behind him, and Phantom Star existed as well—things he cherished. He absolutely could not let this bastard destroy them.
"Dao..."
By the time Chen An charged forward, it was already too late. This fellow's self-destruction had been triggered.
So the plots in films and television dramas were all fake. How could anyone have time to stop a self-destruction? It was like being in a room full of dust when an enemy pulled out a lighter; there was only an instant before it ignited.
"Fuck!"
Chen An cursed inwardly, but he had already changed his attacking motion into a defensive one and shot backward, retreating.
Though he did not know what the Divine Realm Will wanted, he knew that a Heavenly Dao-level self-destruction was no trivial matter.
Accompanied by a violent explosion of energy, everything here was completely engulfed. Before retreating, Chen An saw the old Heavenly Dao sigh, remaining where he stood as though he had accepted his fate.
"So I was drawn into a trap?"
But Chen An quickly rejected that thought. He could not figure out how this would benefit the old Heavenly Dao, nor could he detect any trace of a scheme.
Yet