The real protector, turning back time

Those with Nascent Soul-level power remained in the air, maintaining a safe distance but staying close enough to witness what would happen. Meanwhile, those below the Nascent Soul level had long fled, fearing being caught in the deadly waves of energy.

Inside the shop, the staff remained in place. Strangely, even though they were the closest to the source of the threat, none of them felt the aura of the Demon King. They exchanged glances, ensuring they weren't hallucinating.

"Do you also feel... nothing?" whispered one staff member, his voice barely audible.

The others nodded, confirming the same feeling. Fear began to give way to curiosity.

"Watch closely," said a female supervisor in a red robe with a steady voice. "Your eyes will be opened to the elder's power."