Dragon Domain, Throne Hall.
Ian stood in the center of the hall. Its dome had been removed, exposing the dark red sky outside.
Zul stood behind him, his expression grave.
Devouring worlds was not something that happened in an instant. It required precise control, one step at a time.
"I'll conceal the Abyss's monitoring mechanisms first."
With that, Zul activated his Lord's Authority and extended it into the depths of the world origin.
The monitoring mechanisms were eyes planted by the Abyssal Will. They were scattered throughout the worlds, sensing every change within them.
Zul had already removed most of them, but one imprint remained in the deepest reaches. It normally lay dormant, never activating.
When Zul's Lord's Authority touched that seal, he felt an immense pressure. This time, the suppression came from a disparity at the level of rules.
The imprint stood an entire dimension above his Lord's Authority.
But Zul was no novice who had only just acquired his authority. With two layers of authority bolstering him, his Chaos Flame had already reached the threshold of level seven.
It took him half a day.
He slowly enveloped the imprint in Chaos Flame, preventing it from sensing any changes outside.
Ian nodded. "You should get ready too."
Zul withdrew to the entrance of the Rift. At that moment, Ian and Zul were the only two living beings left in the entire world.
Ian closed his eyes. Within his Mental Sea, order and chaos surged together, forming a precise framework of rules over the surface of the Stellar Core.
This was the devouring plan he had spent months working out, designed specifically to absorb world origin while stabilizing the Stellar Core's gravitational fluctuations.
He took a deep breath and spread his hands.
An invisible gravitational wave radiated outward in every