The Eternal Blazing Sun collapsed and scattered, its extreme brilliance illuminating the universe.
With his back facing the star that was about to be destroyed, the Celestial did not care about the Silent Star Core that was gradually collapsing and forming. Even the powerful gravitational force that could distort light could not move the corners of his clothes. The Celestial only stared at the endless Void in front of him, his face that was formed by light without any expression.
A helpless sigh.
In front of him was a darkness that stretched across the stars like a crack. An endless tide of calamity and destruction surged out from it, and even the extreme brilliance produced by the destruction of the stars could not illuminate it.
This endless crack in time and space was called "Heaven's Abyss".
The axis of the universe tilted, the light of the universe shattered, and the endless chaos began to expand endlessly. Just because this galaxy was close to Heaven's Abyss, it fell into an irreversible destruction.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the stars in the sky that were even further away gradually disappeared, as if they were swallowed by the surging darkness.
What could be seen in the eyes of the endless distance was the nests of demons that numbered in the hundreds of billions. They surrounded the blazing sun, revealing a faint radiance that was like starlight.
Just the sheer number of demons was enough to make one despair. The demons bred and grew in the vision, and then — they would destroy all civilizations, pollute all intelligence, and devour all life.
The Celestial could feel that not only the sun in front of him, but the entire vast galaxy was slowly sliding down, slowly sinking into Heaven's Abyss. The light of the Milky Way was weakening day by day, hanging halfway over the cliff, unable to advance or retreat.
This included his hometown.
The stars in the sky flickered, releasing endless malice. The will of destruction was spreading, and the original rules and laws collapsed and scattered, slowly transforming into the Great Dao rules that belonged to Heaven's Abyss — existence was disorder, meaning was chaos, means was destruction, and the goal was the end.
Stretching out his vision, he saw the huge and bright Milky Way slowly rotating in the endless Void, and a black crack that was still expanding enveloped it, gradually pulling it into it.
The Celestial was silent.
How could he stop such an apocalypse?