The whole world stared, dumbstruck. No one, on either side, could believe what they had just seen or that such a thing could happen.
The remaining five Weird Immortal Emperors halted their attacks. Fear rose in their hearts despite themselves.
Their companions had been killed for good. Even the Ancestral Land could not bring them back.
The power they had always relied on, the reason they looked down on every Immortal Emperor of the Myriad Worlds—the myth that Weird Immortal Emperors could not die—had been shattered.
They had lived in comfort for too long. Faced with this sudden turn, they could scarcely accept it.
Granted, primordial Weird Immortal Emperors like the Chief Officiant had seen companions fall into eternal oblivion before.
But that had been the work of the Pollen Path Ancestor, a supreme being of the Ancestors' level.
That woman had fought her way into the Calamity Land, reached the outskirts of the Plateau, and attacked the Ancestral Land. Along the way, she had slain several Immortal Emperors, utterly erasing them with the supreme power of an Ancestor and consigning them to eternal oblivion.
The awakened Weird Immortal Emperors had been so terrified by her slaughter that they dared not stand before the Pollen Path Ancestor. Instead, they went straight to awaken the Weird Ancestors.
But in truth, the Weird Immortal Emperors could accept that a being of the Ancestors' level could bring about Immortal Emperor Eternal Silence.
The Ancestors wielded boundless power. The Weird Immortal Emperors knew the gulf between them all too well. They believed the Ancestors stood an entire great realm above them, and revered them like gods.
Otherwise, they would not have stood so respectfully before the weird altar simply because the Ancestors had ordered it.
Weird Immortal Emperors had their pride, too.
Yet now,