In the Angel Empire, the Seven Archangels gathered at God King Hall.
"My king, what exactly happened? Even you have been disturbed?"
"The seven of us joined forces to divine it, but we still couldn't determine where the crisis would arise!"
The Wisdom Angel Chief felt utterly helpless. They had finally ended the war between the two worlds, yet after only a few tens of thousands of years of peace, a world-level crisis had appeared.
This was certainly no wind blowing from an empty cave, but they had not the slightest clue.
Outside, thunderclouds still roamed the sky, painting a scene of world-ending destruction, yet the crisis had stubbornly refused to arrive.
It was as though the Great Void Heavenly Dao was brewing something as well.
Everyone looked into God King Hall in confusion. All this time had passed, yet the Angel King had still not replied.
Just as their patience was about to run out, the Angel King sighed softly. "I have been divining this for a long time. The crisis should be coming from the altar."
"I believe you all know about the monsters inside the Great Void Altar. We have never figured out where they came from. Even now, we don't know what these things look like."
"It is precisely the unknown that inspires fear. The crisis is very likely coming from the Great Void Altar."
"But I examined the Great Void Altar carefully, and there was no danger inside it at all. However, a member of the Angel Race suddenly went mad and charged into the Great Void Altar, then died inside."
"Perhaps the crisis originated with him. I have already sent people inside to investigate, and their report says the Great Void Altar has shattered. But I have no way of knowing what consequences its