A few seconds later, the voices began. No one understood what Kayden had done, but at that moment, it was clear—a sixth-realm mage had brought down a moon. It didn't even make sense when said in the same sentence.
A silence permeated the atmosphere as Kayden showed these people the weight of the name Kayden Heart, a mage who rose from absolute nothingness to the absolute top of the universe, someone who walked this bloody path alone.
Kayden had elevated himself above all criticism at this moment. No mage below the eighth realm could replicate his actions now. Everyone understood that Kayden had drawn a line that made him untouchable in his honor.
"Sorry about that, God Yan," Kayden said, looking at one of the invisible spots where the god stood, surprising everyone again.
"No problem, Kayden, it's just a moon," Yan's tone made it clear that it was no big deal like Kayden had broken a vase in his house.
