As the Day of Sin was eroded, everyone despaired.
This was not just because black spots appeared on its surface, but also because everyone could see the difference in the level of power between the two sides.
The fully operational Day of Sin merely polluted a few of the Mother of Thought's faces.
In comparison to those billions of faces, it was not even a drop in the ocean.
On the other hand, the Mother of Thought, with just a glance, managed to control the Day of Sin, showing a tendency to completely assimilate it.
Woosh!
At this moment, the sound of a storm suddenly reached everyone's ears from an unknown origin.
This storm appeared from nothing, grew from small to large, and in an instant swept across the entire Celestial Human Realm.
Along with this storm came a new rule, symbolizing "freedom."
Everyone could feel that their body, and something deep within their soul, seemed to be emitting a new vitality.
"A wind of salvation?"
"A wind of freedom?"
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