On Earth's surface, the entire common population, along with the low-level Spiritual Guardians, watched as the world beyond the planet twisted and shattered. But… not a single thread of energy, not even a sound, reached them.
The security was so absolute that some of the braver Spiritual Guardians moved out, leaving the planet and getting as close to the barrier as possible. They carried recording artifacts in their hands and started documenting everything.
That battle would one day be seen by everyone in the universe and remembered as the day that marked the beginning of rebirth.
Outside, everything was covered by a terrifying wave of destruction.
The three Spiritual Sovereigns were caught off guard and felt as if they had been smashed in the back by a heavy hammer. They spun like kites with their strings cut, getting hurled an enormous distance away.
When they finally stopped, the three of them widened their eyes and spat blood uncontrollably.
