"They... where are they?" Li Huowang floated in the White Jade Capital, gazing in bewilderment at the vast emptiness around him.
The gods and buddhas who once filled this place, each imbued with their own Heavenly Dao, were gone. The once-crowded White Jade Capital had become extraordinarily empty and desolate.
Li Huowang had come to help. He had originally thought a bloody, all-out war would have already broken out, but there was nothing. He couldn't find any of the other Fate Commanders. After arriving, he had indeed encountered some things—very dangerous things—but he wasn't sure if they were the invading Fate Commanders. The tentacles covering his body whipped about, propelling him forward as he began to search.
He vaguely remembered that the Dharma Sect below had already made its move. It shouldn't be so quiet up here.
"Ji Zai! Come out! I'm here! What in the world is happening? Where are all of you?"
