"Emperors, may your radiance forever shine upon all worlds. May your existence remain eternally in the hearts of all living beings. You are indelible, magnificent beings, your eternal true names reigning above all realms. All living beings offer you blessings and prayers. May the Emperors endure forever."
Within the Heavenly Court, cultivators from the Heavens, the Myriad Heavens, and the Nine Heavens watched the Sacrificial Sea at every moment, hoping to see those familiar figures return.
In the many imperial temples throughout the myriad realms, countless living beings prayed ceaselessly, day and night, offering blessings to the Emperors. They hoped that even if the Emperors could not quell the dark turmoil, they would follow the will of all living beings and return to the world. Faith was sometimes truly a mysterious thing.
The great battle on the Plateau had far-reaching effects. The phenomena reflected through the Heavenly Coordinates and the wills that interfered with and distorted the course of the Myriad Heavens and Realms invisibly startled cultivators as they sought to comprehend the Great Dao of heaven and earth. The trembling that came without warning left everyone quaking with fear.
They were afraid-afraid that the Emperors would all become dust in ancient history, and afraid that an even more terrifying catastrophe would descend. When that happened, they... the mere thought brought despair. They did not even dare imagine further.
"If only we could quell the turmoil alongside the Emperors!"
"Waiting is such torment. We're powerless!"
"Alas...!"
Whether the Heavens or the Sacrificial Sea, both were so vast that they could be called boundless spacetime. Even Quasi-Immortal Emperors would need epochs to cross such distances.
Strictly speaking, their spacetime did not even lie on the same timeline. If someone departed from the Heavens for the far end of the Sacrificial Sea,