Heavenly Mountain and Kylo, the most enigmatic entities, remained silent, declining to dispatch emissaries.
Old Devil Yanagi, in a gradual motion, shook his head.
"The Sovereign Lord is stationed at Heavenly Mountain, ensuring its safeguarding. He's unlikely to intervene."
"Why?"
A wave of incredulity rippled through the assembly, their collective disbelief palpable.
They all recalled how a millennium ago, it was the Seventh Sovereign Lord of Heavenly Mountain that had delivered them from peril.
Now, a millennium later, they harbored hopes that Heavenly Mountain would once again quell the 3,000 ruins, akin to its previous intervention.
Yet, in this epoch, they were bound to fail.
Heavenly Mountain owed them nothing.
A thousand years prior, the Seventh Sovereign Lord, renowned for her unparalleled benevolence, had exchanged her life for a millennium of peace.
But what had transpired in that span of time?
