Every Chaos Demon God wore an expression more solemn than ever before.
Even Pangu, who was usually so carefree, looked utterly serious now.
He gazed toward the Chaos World, his brows tightly furrowed and his voice low:
"The Chaos Realm, Eighth Heaven, with eleven Great Daos... the Seven Emotions haven't returned yet, which means he's in a state of pure divinity."
"In that state, there's nothing he wouldn't do."
At those words, all the Demon Gods' hearts sank.
"Yang Mei, what do we do now?"
Pangu turned to ask him.
Yang Mei fell silent for a moment. He glanced toward the Chaos World, then at the little figure below, hiding behind the Star Demon God.
His figure suddenly flickered, and he vanished on the spot.
The other Chaos Demon Gods followed close behind.
The next instant,
a dense throng of Chaos Demon Gods surrounded the Star Demon God and his companions.
The sudden spectacle gave the Star Demon God a terrible fright. Once he recognized the newcomers, however, his expression instantly changed to a radiant smile:
"Oh! What brings everyone here?"
Yang Mei ignored him. His gaze passed over him and settled on Fearful Shichen behind him.
"There's no time left."
"The moment Shichen emerged from seclusion, you must have remembered something."
Fearful Shichen kept his head bowed and remained silent for a long time.
His little hand slowly released the Star Demon God's robe.
"...I know."
His voice was soft, as though those words had drained every last bit of his strength.
Yang Mei looked at him calmly:
"Then you should know... what you must do."
Fearful Shichen still kept his head lowered, his thoughts unreadable.
After a long while,
he abruptly raised his head and looked at the Star Demon God, a brilliant smile appearing on his face: