He resembled his younger self, while his own white hair... indicated that he was already in his twilight years.

There is no way to do it.

The rules that He established for the origin of the world in the old era destined Haotian to eventually leave.

Unless... the entire world and all living beings are destroyed, leaving only her in the world.

He slowly placed his hand on Haotian's head.

He imitated how Haotian had comforted Him.

"No...no...I will find a way. Until then...He will not have the chance to end everything for you. Therefore...I will disappear for a while, but I will reappear very soon."

He has his own preferences, and therefore his own will.

Upon hearing this, Haotian looked slightly surprised and tried to grab him.

But in an instant, He transformed into a golden light and disappeared.

...

He is gone.

Haotian silently sensed in his heart: "Are you... still there?"

From the depths of her being, a voice seemed to respond to her: "Here."

Haotian was just about to ask, "What are you planning to do..."

The next moment, she suddenly looked up at the sky.

He attacked that version of Him.

In Haotian's eyes.

In an instant, all three thousand Great Daos trembled.

The spatial and temporal spirits in her hands vanished instantly.

It was He who... summoned the three thousand Great Daos.

At this moment, a strange feeling arose in Haotian's heart.

It seems like...

Countless terrifying buffs are constantly appearing on her...