As Corey ran away from the site of the Supre Tribulation, a man appeared in Corey's exact location two seconds after he left.
The man was handso, had a lean physique, golden hair, and wore a white trouser and a white shirt with gold at its edges. On the man's back was a pair of swords in their sheath.
The mont the man appeared, the aura of an extrely powerful Tier 6 shook the surroundings. The surroundings beca brighter and a faint halo hovered above his head.
The man looked around with furrowed brows, and then he looked at the Sky of the Underworld that was being repaired.
The mont he looked up, the space beside the man rippled, and another man appeared beside him.
The man was extrely handso, more handso than the Tier 6.
The man wore a white robe that was adorned with golden accents, and on his wrists were chains with the pendant of a cross.
This man was Eryndor Castiel of the Supre God Empire.
If Corey were here, he would be surprised by the fact that the second person to arrive was Eryndor Castiel because he was a Tier 5.
There were other Tier 6s amongst those that were coming, however, Eryndor Castiel still reached the site of the Supre Tribulation before all of them.
It was a great testant to the power of the prince of the Supre God Empire.
Eryndor Castiel also looked around with a frown, and then he glanced at the man beside him.
"I thought I sensed the presence of sobody here. Was I wrong, Uncle?"
The Tier 6, Eryndor's uncle shook his head, "You're not wrong. I also sensed the presence of sobody on my way to this place but now I can't sense or find anything... Which doesn't make sense."
Eryndor frowned, and his eyes glowed with a golden light.
"Don't bother. I've already searched through space and ti for the person, but I could not find anything."
"I've even looked around for physical traces like footprints, sll, or even a tiny part of the person's body like the hair or even blood because of the Supre Tribulation, but I saw nothing."
Eryndor's frown deepened once again, "That does not make any sense. Sobody or sothing must have invoked a Supre Tribulation, and from what we can see, there is no object here that would have done so."
Eryndor's uncle nodded in agreent, "It's clearly the work of a living being. Most likely a powerful Tier 6 because of that."
Eryndor's uncle pointed at the shattered sky, and Eryndor looked up with a curious expression.
"I heard that only Tier 7s and above can damage the Sky of the Underworld. Isn't that one of the reasons why they disallow Tier 7s from coming to the Underworld?"
Eryndor's uncle scoffed, "Well, I guess sobody with the power of a Tier 7 is in the Underworld and he/she invoked the Supre Tribulation... At least it was just a Grade 2 Supre Tribulation. If it was higher, the damage to the Underworld would be imnse."
Eryndor was about to speak but then he looked to his left and so did his Uncle.
"A lot of pesky people are coming. I'll be on my way."
Eryndor's uncle slowly disappeared into motes of light, and Eryndor nodded. He looked at the Sky of the Underworld which was slowly repairing itself, and his expression beca indifferent and cold.
Two seconds later, the space around Eryndor shook imnsely, and then more than a hundred individuals appeared around Eryndor with various expressions.
Every single Chosen, Elder, and Guardian of the elite organizations of the Universe appeared, and even so Outsider forces that were hidden and chose not to participate in the Battle of Chosens appeared, surprising so other forces.
The Underworld officials also appeared in full force, with most of them being Tier 5. Calista was among the Underworld officials that appeared, and she had a shaken expression on her face as she stared at the shattered Sky of the Underworld.
"Who?! Who did it?!"
A man thundered in anger as he pointed at the shattered Sky of the Underworld.
The man was short, almost the size of a dwarf. He wore a rugged beard that frad his square jawline, and his hazel eyes spewed out flas of anger as his breathing beca extrely rough.
Gazes flew over to the man, and nobody was shocked by his reaction because they knew who he was.
The Tiless Artisan, the creator of this branch of the Underworld in the Universe.
The Sky of the Underworld, the Underworld Elevators, the al Room, the Underworld Emporium, the Amphitheatre, the City of Sin, and every other thing in the Underworld, he created them and he was regarded as the Tiless Artisan in the Universe.
Gazes flew from the Tiless Artisan to Eryndor who was the earliest person to arrive here in the sight of most, but Eryndor remained calm.
He glanced at the Tiless Artisan, and then he calmly and indifferently replied.
"I have no idea."
The Tiless Artisan exhaled and inhaled roughly with a murderous aura emanating from his body as he stared at Eryndor.
However, the mont the Tiless Artisan directed his killing intent towards Eryndor, three Tier 6 and five Tier 5 auras descended on the creator of the Underworld, and he flinched.
The Tiless Artisan inhaled and exhaled deeply, and without saying anything, he flew towards the shattered Sky of the Underworld.
"Find the bastard that dared to destroy my work, and bring him before . He must be alive for to kill him myself!"
The Tiless Artisan roared, and the lower tiered Underworld residents dispersed in the blink of an eye.
"Prince Eryndor, since you were the first to arrive here, can you tell us what you saw?"
A Tier 6 male elder of the Mortal Empire took a step forward and questioned Prince Eryndor with a suspicious gaze.
Prince Eryndor calmly glanced at him, and then he looked around with slightly furrowed brows.
"I saw nothing. Not a trace of the individual that shattered the Sky of the Underworld or invoked the Supre Tribulation. When I got here, he or she or it, was gone."
The Tier 6 elder of the Mortal Empire was about to keep on questioning Prince Eryndor, but then a guardian of the Celestial Spirit Empire spoke,
"I think I've seen sothing."
"What?" The Tier 6 elder and Prince Eryndor questioned the guardian of the Celestial Spirit Empire at the sa ti, and every single gaze, including that of the Tiless Artisan fell on the Tier 6 guardian.
However, she remained calm and pointed in a direction.
"That place. It doesn't feel real, it feels like an illusion."
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