Clap, clap, clap.
Applause sounded at the detention room's entrance. Tong Yao looked at her. "A fallen angel representing the original sin of wrath, with combat strength already at the peak of a fifth-generation divine body."
Tong Yao did not enter. She merely stood in the doorway. "You thought you hid it well, but the king already knew you had suppressed the newborn consciousness."
Zhixin's pupils contracted for a moment.
"Now you're a sinner with your former companions' blood all over your hands. There's no going back."
Tong Yao then approached her. "Don't be afraid. The king will grant you redemption..."
"Redemption." Zhixin repeated the word.
"Yes."
Under Tong Yao's repeated persuasion, Zhixin completed her fall. As for the angels she had killed, the boundary between life and death had long since blurred within the Origin Civilization.
Another sixteen hundred years later, the last resisting planet became cosmic dust.
On the Origin Civilization's capital planet, the nearby black hole had already been drained dry. Li Chen and Carl arrived at an open space.
"Begin. I'd like to see what this so-called Void really is."
Carl stepped forward twice. "Venerable Lord, it is my honor to offer you the curtain's fall on this entire universe."
She raised both hands, her gray robe drifting slowly over the open ground as rifts were torn open throughout the universe.
The Origin Civilization, which Li Chen had built single-handedly, was breached by the Void. Technological resistance was useless against these true Void creatures.
After all, by now he had seen through exactly what the "Void" was. It was a manifestation of the rules of this entire world, existing to destroy all civilizations at regular intervals.
It looked vaguely familiar, though he could not immediately place it. Wasn't this much like a "calamity cycle"? Except