Heaven's Way's decree was like an absolute rule.
The so-called deprivation was something no one could resist.
From the moment a person was born, every breath of air they took and every mouthful of food they ate had been nurtured by heaven and earth.
Especially after embarking on cultivation.
The spiritual energy you absorbed, the laws and rules you comprehended, even the Great Way you ultimately attained through enlightenment.
Which of these could escape heaven and earth?
It could be said that a person's entire life was lived under the nurturing of heaven and earth.
If heaven and earth wished to strip everything away, you would not even have a chance to resist.
And at this moment, that was precisely the situation everyone faced.
As Heaven's Way's power descended, overbearing yet powerless.
Everyone, including the Lord of the Dead, could almost feel their strength vanishing.
They could no longer communicate with the Great Way or wield rules.
It was as though heaven and earth had abandoned them in an instant.
At that moment, everyone was lost.
"How... how could this happen?" Thousand Calamities Apocalypse flew into a rage.
He roared.
"My strength was cultivated through countless years of bitter toil. What right do you have to strip it away?"
"The power is mine. What demon art did you use?"
What was happening before them completely defied everything they knew.
Just moments ago, they had been enlightenment experts, standing high above all others for countless years.
They had already grown accustomed to the feeling of having the Great Way within them.
Yet in the next instant, they had been reduced to mortals.
Not just anyone could accept such a devastating fall.
Take the Lord of the Dead, for instance. He accepted it more quickly, constantly searching for a way to recover.