What a mess they have created

In Avalon, suddenly, in front of everyone's eyes, the old man they called the Will of the Universe erupted into laughter. His glowing eyes were filled with mirth, which told them that he had succeeded in his task.

Yet, before they could all feel relieved, his body shattered into fragments. Their eyes widened, for the old man still wore a smile on his face even in his final moments.

Since the Will of the Universe was born from the universe, his consciousness and soul were absorbed by the surroundings; thus, with time, he would get a new body.

Jian cursed under his breath.

"That old geezer was telling the truth when he said his body would shatter due to the immense weight! Now what should we—"

His words were cut short, and everyone gasped as the large Celestial spirit trapped in the array broke free with an angry cry.

The many glowing symbols they were grasping with the power of their natural laws transformed into bright particles.