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World Lines were relatively similar to Death Lines in a way.
They were viewed as abstruse concepts, only able to be seen and unable to be touched with the human form.
There were rumors that the two gods could interact with the World Lines and even bend them to their will, but such rumors were based almost entirely on speculation and held little to no concrete evidence to back them up.
In spite of this information, sothing absurdly unusual occurred inside the Heaven Exploding Cave Abode 300 years after Azmodeus broke through into the Late Athyst Rank.
It was unknown how or why it happened, but the crimson-haired terror was currently interacting with a series of world lines—world lines that held up absolutely everything in his territory.
Going off that note, the extent of the world lines and also the extent of his control over them were unable to exceed the territory terd the 'Heaven Exploding Sect'.
This is so odd… to be able to pull upon the strings of the world and bend them to my will… This is undoubtedly the power of the gods…
Azmodeus's thoughts stirred as he lightly tugged upon a large world line—a world line that connected the Emonius Sect to the rest of the Heaven Exploding Sect.
The lines themselves were iridescent, nearly invisible in color, and when he pulled upon the largest of the lot, sothing truly spectacular happened…
WAKAZOOM!
An indescribable ringing sound echoed throughout the Emonius Sect and subsequently the Crimson Dinsion!
The nigh limitless expanse of the sect's territory was quite literally uprooted from the ground, taking with it everything that the Sect ruled over!
Simply tugging on a singular world line resulted in the Emonius Sect lifting up off the ground and transforming into a vast assortnt of floating islands, their distance imasurable, and their grandiosity even more so.
"The Emonius Sect is no longer a part of the layer of space-ti that was synced up with the ground and has now acquired its own law of space and ti…"
Azmodeus observed the mystical floating world above.
The waterfalls pouring off into the world and the various flying spiritual creatures left for quite the awe-inspiring view—one that could easily allow the Emonius Sect to beco one of the 7 wonders of the world.
However, it wasn't rely the srizing appearance of the Emonius Sect that left him in a trance, as it was also because of the fact that the ti dilation of the Emonius Sect changed from its previous 1:1 ratio to a 4:1 ratio.
This not only ant that those inside the Emonius Sect could cultivate four tis as fast as everybody else, but it also ant that they had gained their own independent tiline!
And to obtain that on such a large scale with such a ti ratio should be…
"Impossible…" Azmodeus softly murmured; his graceful figure stood atop the highest point of Fallen Immortal Mountain, staring up at the sight before him.
As he marveled at the phenonon he incidentally created, a few powerful figures from the Emonius Sect ca flying down from their now-floating continent.
There were a total of six of them, and they were the Six Supre Elders of the Sect, one of whom was the previous Headmaster of the Emonius Triade.
All of their Physical Existence Ranks were in the Peak Adamantine Rank, and though they weren't considered top experts in the Astral Plane, they were still able to rule over a countless number of 1st Tier Double Leafed Squares.
However, in the middle of their cultivation sessions, they were abruptly awoken by a loud rumbling. And when they ca to, they realized that their sect was now an uncountable number of miles off the ground!
Of course, they freaked out in the beginning, but upon rembering that there was only one person capable of causing such a thing, they sighed in relief and used their 'flight devices' in order to make their way to the one who supported their sect from the sidelines.
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"It seems like you all are doing quite well for yourselves, huh?" Azmodeus comnted with both of his eyes shut tight, his posture sophisticated and immaculate.
While speaking to the elders, he analyzed how the various world lines interacted with the one that escaped the 'World Line Net'.
"..." "..." "..."
All six of the Emonius Sect Elders saw the unparalleled appearance of their backer and imdiately fell to the ground.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
After six consecutive thuds resounded, the previous headmaster of the Emonius Triade stepped forth and said, "Master! This act of the gods must surely have been your doing, right!?"
He panickedly pointed in the direction of the floating continent as an unknown number of emotions spiraled inside that wizened head of his.
"..."
Azmodeus turned his cold gaze down from the Emonius Sect as he temporality closed off the gap of dinsions that he opened up for the elders to enter his Crimson Dinsion.
After which, he focused on the previous headmaster and said, "I was indeed the one to cause your sect to detach from the ground."
"If that is so, master… then we must…"
Azmodeus was sure that they would have a negative opinion to voice about the forceful extraction of their sect, but contrary to his expectations…
"We must surely thank the master for this great boon!"
Thud!
The previous Headmaster hit the ground with his head, causing blood to draw as his expression morphed into a fervent one, filled with untold levels of reverence.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"We thank the master for this great service to our sect and will work our entire lives in hopes of repaying you!"
The rest of the six Supre Elders bashed their foreheads against the hard, rocky surface!
They tried their best to follow the example set by their leader, as none of them were willing to look unfilial in front of their master.
"..."
Azmodeus scrutinized this sight with a slight hint of exasperation building up within his heart.
He released what felt like the trillionth sigh today.
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