A great upheaval had been about to erupt, and this corner of the Heavens would inevitably have been plunged into deep waters and scorching flames. Many creatures had already foreseen that scene, some horrified, some bitter, some bitter... their expressions and thoughts varied endlessly.
Yet in the next second, after that End of the Path being's rebuke, everything changed.
Ten thousand immortals falling, a hundred million gods collapsing, a thousand worlds crumbling-all of it stopped abruptly, like passing clouds and smoke, like dreams and illusions.
As for the people and things that had broken free of their seals-those remnant souls, those red-eyed monsters, those creatures who seemed to be the strongest of their races and wanted to demand an "explanation" for themselves-they too fell dormant, as though they had not stirred for hundreds of thousands or millions of years, their eyes filled with horror.
This was beyond what the creatures of the Heavens had expected!
But on careful thought, they felt that this was only right.
To them, those people and things were towering calamities, but in the eyes of an End of the Path being, they were no different from children playing house beneath someone seated high on a throne. Who had the greater say went without saying.
Who would dare resist?
Those people and things were no fools. Perhaps they possessed unmatched confidence-after all, having once dared invade the Heavens was enough to show that they "feared neither heaven nor earth."
But all of that had rested on the premise of "nihilism." In other words, a vague, intangible existence and one truly presented before their eyes had utterly different impacts on them.
When a creature of that level truly appeared, their former "lofty ambitions" and "invincible confidence" all wilted. They followed their hearts quite honestly and trembled.
"Ignorance