At that moment, in a Spatial Interstice within the Multiverse.
Dormammu, Lucifer, Satan, the Jade Emperor, Uranus, and other top-tier beings had gathered there to discuss a matter of grave importance.
"Below All is breaking free of the seal. The Celestials will probably flee soon. What do we do now?"
"Who proposed releasing Below All in the first place? Step forward and take responsibility for sealing him."
"That's not fair. We all agreed to it back then."
"Exactly. If that's how it works, we might as well all keep our mouths shut from now on. Who would dare make a suggestion?"
"The question is, what do we do now?"
"Why don't we flee too? Leave this Multiverse."
"Flee? How?"
"Speaking of which, has anyone seen Nightmare?"
"Nightmare seems to have disappeared right after we discussed opening the Gate of Hell."
"Could Nightmare have fled this Multiverse?"
While the gathered beings were still debating, the expressions of several Immortals suddenly changed.
"Damn it! My True Body is under attack!"
"Mine too!"
The Jade Emperor's face also went pale. "Everyone, the Heavenly Court is under attack. It's the Dark Celestials!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he and the Immortals present vanished.
Clearly, they had gone back to help.
At the sight of this, the Dimension Lords and Gods immediately began shouting.
"Those damned Dark Celestials! We haven't settled the score with them, and they've already come to attack us!"
"It's their fault Below All broke free of the seal!"
"Right! It's all their fault!"
Then Dormammu spoke up. "Should we go help?"
His question plunged the gathering into silence.
These Dimension Lords and Gods were happy to shout slogans, or even join a battle if victory was assured.
But asking them to fight the Celestials to the death was out of