Wang Yang watched the Celestials Judge recover once again before him. He had not expected the Celestials to possess such power.
Now that he had unleashed this power, the Judge's gaze toward Wang Yang grew calm.
"We Celestials can create our civilizations in the Multiverse and even control their course because of our strength!"
"It seems that after all these years, you have forgotten that!"
"You have no idea, nor do you understand, just how powerful we are!"
The Judge was no longer as he had been moments earlier. Instead, he was filled with confidence and pride.
"We Celestials are the heavens. I am all things!"
"We can create planets and life!"
"We are the Celestials!"
The Judge spoke slowly, his voice spreading outward.
It sounded like he was boasting.
Yet his voice seemed to possess a kind of magic as it continued to spread.
It seemed to spread endlessly through this universe, reaching toward the distant horizon.
In an instant, it spread out, as though the entire world echoed with his voice.
Even the Celestials in other spaces seemed to begin answering the Judge's voice, continually repeating the same words as him.
In an instant, every member of the Celestials vanished from their original spaces.
Then, at that moment, they seemed to turn into light, which gathered together and formed a figure.
Wang Yang watched the light gathering before him. As it gradually grew stronger, an enormous figure appeared.
This gigantic humanoid creature appeared in this universe. He was far larger and more powerful than anyone Wang Yang had ever seen.
Even Chthon's body, which had gathered tremendous power, could not compare to this enormous being before him.
Before him, even the Sun seemed to lose its luster.
To him, Earth was only the size of a marble.
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