All around them, silence fell.
"Seal it off!"
"Block the news at once..."
Someone growled the order. He was surely a veteran who had fought through countless life-or-death battles, the kind of citizen cold enough to sacrifice his own life for victory.
The expressions of many Immortal Sect experts changed at the same time.
More than a trillion Immortal Sect Citizens bearing traces of the Ancient God Patriarch's soul were still alive. Why had they been kept alive? Was that so hard to guess?
There had to be a purpose.
What purpose?
Could that terrifying celestial being someday revive from those citizens' souls, from the current version of the Central Array-Spirit Computer, and become the same horror they had faced today?
Every possibility sent a chill down their spines.
Would the Great Sun Sword Lord have recovered by then?
Could the Great Sun Sword Lord suppress the remnant soul of the celestial being they had allowed to escape once more?
The minds of the Immortal Sect experts raced. With the slightest deduction by their souls, they saw a terrifying possibility—one that could utterly destroy the Immortal Sect.
They moved to block the news at once, and they succeeded.
Many Immortal Sect experts understood the larger picture. Despite their guilt and reluctance, they did not tell anyone.
But while the Immortal Sect experts could block the news, their enemy could spread it.
"My father's still alive?"
"The Central Array-Spirit Computer protected both my daughters?"
"Hahaha... Hahaha... My mom's alive... Hahaha... She's alive..."
The entire Central Group Army Fleet erupted. Cheers of long life rang out as countless fathers and sons learned their loved ones were still in this world.
The Immortal Sect experts exchanged glances.
Many sighed deeply and closed their eyes in silence.
At that moment, even Void Refining experts