Sylas stood in silence as the 001 Sanctum shook. All of its moons reacted as though a tsunami of Aether was sweeping by, shaking to the point it felt like they might very well fall out of the skies.
He had long stopped roaring. His job was done.
The gateway between himself and the Emperor Sanctum was formed. And now, all of the Karma that had built up within him was sweeping toward them in a violent tidal wave.
If one were to compare the Emperor Sanctum to the Weaver Guild, there was obviously an enormous gap. As such, one wouldn't be surprised that the distance the Emperor Sanctum had to go in order to reach Demi-Godhood was farther.
That said, the Spirit Beasts were still an A-tier Race. They had subordinates with B-tier powerhouses in them, enough that their gathering had a competition between B-tiers. For any power to be able to force B-tiers to fight amongst themselves, it wasn't a surprise to anyone that they would have several A-tiers in their ranks.
