Suddenly, Damien felt a strong attractive force beckoning him. When he looked over, he noticed that it was emanating from within the God Ensnaring Formation.

Unlike the previous traces of the Void in the Primal Sovereign’s mana, the current calling was a true call of the Void. This wasn’t something that could be enacted merely by coming into contact with it once or twice.

And when Damien’s Void Physique felt this calling, it was almost unable to resist. Damien’s body began forcefully moving towards the God Ensnaring Formation.

But currently, he was still able to resist. He allowed his mana to rage, setting up a Dimensional Cage around him to isolate himself from the fluctuations. At least his instincts would be somewhat reigned in this way.

Besides, Damien still had work to do. He had to incorporate the new World Core into the Sanctuary and guide that process. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t be assured of its success.

Sitting down in the Dimensional Cage, Damien closed his eyes and focused all his senses on the Sanctuary. He wholly isolated himself from reality, forcefully cutting off the connection his Void Physique was forming with the Primal Sovereign.

Two figures watched as all this occurred from far away in the starry sky. After the grand battle against the Primal Sovereign erupted, they’d moved even further away to view the events without being discovered.

“You aren’t going to help them?” Lucifer asked with a playful smile on his face.

“Help them?” Parsiel scoffed. “What do you expect me to do?”

It had to be known that despite his high position in the Angel Race, he was still just an extreme peak 4th class being. He hadn’t stepped into the realm of Divinity yet.

But this wasn’t embarrassing at all. Parsiel wasn’t that old in the first place, still under 10,000. When concerning the Demigod realm, even reaching it after 20,000 years wouldn’t be too bad.

Lucifer smiled. He also knew this. Even he was the same as Parsiel. The Demigod Ancestors of their people didn’t tend to involve themselves in mortal affairs, holing up to perceive laws for most of their lives. Even the more active Demigods were confined in one way or another.

For instance, a Demigod like the Immortal Blood Asura was actively heading his own sect, but he couldn’t fight openly lest he attract the ire of the Nox Demigods. A battle between these two forces would be catastrophic to say the least.

As such, society was mostly run by those at the extreme peak of 4th class, or those who had only partially formed their Divinities.

But Lucifer didn’t stop pressing Parsiel. After all, there were more truths to the situation than just this.

“Don’t you know the current state of the Human Domain? Even the fundamental law structure has degraded somewhat, leaving this place essentially a wasteland in comparison to your Divine Realm. If I’m not mistaken, your strength should match the lowest of Demigods from the Human Domain?” He asked rhetorically.

“Yours does too, doesn’t it? Why don’t you go help them if you’re so adamant?” Parsiel spat back.

Really, in this situation, he was powerless. He didn’t understand the Fifth Primal Sovereign’s purpose at all, and he didn’t understand what kind of value that human boy held either.

He only knew that there was an immense amount of fate surrounding the boy named Damien. The reason he stayed and continued watching the current events play out was to understand more about the origins of this fate.

After all, his end goal was to inform the humans about the overall situation of the Grand Heaven’s Boundary and the Grand Assembly that’d take place 2 years later.

Neither of these were minor pieces of news, and the reason he traveled all the way to the Human Domain to share it was because he believed in Humanity’s potential.

The fact that a group of their Demigods could hold the upper hand against an existence like the Fifth Primal Sovereign was enough to prove his actions right, but he cared more about the younger generation than the old.

This war wouldn’t take place over a small amount of time. Even a hundred years was a low estimate. What the allied forces needed now were geniuses who could grow into their power during those 100 years and become pillars that held the universe’s fate.

If Damien could hold such a grand destiny in his body, it meant he represented the peak of humanity’s youths. It could be said that Parsiel’s decision for how to proceed would completely be based on his actions.

As for the man himself, he was completely unaware of the importance that had been placed on him. His mind was only just returning to the Real Plane after consolidating the changes in the Sanctuary.

Integrating the World Core wasn’t a difficult process. Especially because he had total control over the Sanctuary’s laws, turning the vast Plane into a true world came easily.

Now that he’d done everything he could, all that was left was for the World Core to settle into its new body and adapt. This was a process that’d take place naturally with time.

‘The Sanctuary is…different from what I remember.’ He thought to himself. Since the events of the 3000 Beast Mountain Range, it’d been almost 4 years. But that was only for Damien, who experienced the altered time within his Baptism space.

However, the Sanctuary wasn’t free from this altered time. As he aged two and a half years, so did civilization within it. The previously disorganized group of races he’d saved from the 3000 Beast Mountain Range had formed a true society that functioned completely according to the Sanctuary’s laws.

They regarded this space as their own homes.

And while they couldn’t go out to explore or adventure due to the Sanctuary’s age, they still had plenty of space to grow and plenty of opponents to face.

Damien shook his head as he thought about it. With the current society, there was no way any of these people would experience rapid growth. There wasn’t enough brutality or conflict.

This wasn’t entirely a bad thing, but it wasn’t a good thing either. Still, Damien didn’t worry about it regardless. As the Sanctuary grew, the lucky chances and life-or-death encounters would become more prevalent too.

When society evolved to that point, he could truly say he’d built something substantial.

But until then, he could only wait and slowly grow. As for those in the Sanctuary, they were in the same position.

Damien thoughtlessly removed the Dimensional Cage around him. In that instant, he was hit with a tsunami of sensation. Every pore in his body greedily absorbed the surrounding aura instinctually. In the few minutes he’d taken to isolate himself, the Primal Sovereign had finished setting his bait.

And this bait, whether Damien liked it or not, wasn’t something he could resist.

His body moved without command, inching closer to the God Ensnaring Formation. Even though his movements were incredibly slow, his body fused with space and arrived at the formation’s border in an instant.

His gaze locked on the scene within. From this distance, the flashes of laws he saw were far more blinding. But within the blinding light, there was a bastion of darkness that called out to him, causing a tender and close feeling to wash over his body.

Damien’s eyes turned somewhat dull. He wasn’t strong enough to take full control over the Void Physique yet. And now that it’d achieved a degree of fusion with his main body, its capabilities in interfering with reality were far more pronounced.

Damien’s leg raised slowly, taking a step forward and entering the God Ensnaring Formation. The formation’s walls rippled slightly to acknowledge his presence, but otherwise, there were no changes.

Regardless of how impenetrable the formation might’ve been, it couldn’t compare with the Void Physique.

Finally, Damien’s body fully submerged into the formation, and before even a single second could pass by, he was enveloped in a flash of laws.