"Understood, Ancestor," he finally responded, his voice deep and resolute.
The elders around him remained silent, none daring to add any remarks. The oppressive aura enveloping the ship was palpable, as if space itself hesitated to move.
Meanwhile, it was not just the Maledictus Sect that was making its move. Other sects, having learned of the location of the Seed of Law, were also making their way toward the manifestation zone.
***
Aboard the Invictus Sect's ship, their journey was nearing its destination. The Ancestor, who had been opening the spatial rift all this time, finally came to a halt. He stood motionless at the ship's edge, staring into the void ahead, as if waiting for something.
On the other side, Luxandor—the leader of the Invictus Sect—began making preparations.
"Everyone, listen."
