The air was suddenly silent, and even the winds seemed to turn still.
Both the True Lord of Morality and Nothingness and the Primeval Lord of Heaven stared at the clones who were congesting the Throne of Seven Holies. Their eyes were widened, their expressions confused, and their mouths hanging so wide open it could fit an egg.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was a crack of resounding thunder.
Just then, a frightening force descended from up in the skies of the Throne of Seven Holies.
Jiang He looked up to see it filled with dark clouds, where there was a pair of huge eyes in the center, gradually forming even as it surveyed the Throne of Seven Holies… and was then left confused.
What the hell! What was going on!?
That would be what the Celestial Will though right then if it had normal consciousness.
"Celestial Will?"