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The Second Apostle is an indeterminate entity hidden within black fog, wielding the authority named "Death," like a nebula at the subspace’s end that spreads like a virus.

The Third Apostle is a massive entity, towering tens of meters high even within the Mist Council, perpetually concealed within the mist, like a landmark, controlling the authority of "Devour."

The Fourth Apostle corresponds to the ever-changing jellyfish at the subspace’s end, wielding the authority of "Change."

The Fifth Apostle governs the authority of "Wrath."

The Sixth Apostle commands the authority of "Procreation..."

Each of them aligns perfectly with the Evil Gods seen by the Mimic Venerable King at the subspace’s end, whether it was the immortal mountain peaks, the ever-devouring mouths, virus-like nebulae, transforming jellyfish, twisted tree roots, or the endlessly dividing insects...

All of these correspond to the Evil Gods at the subspace’s end!

Except, presently, occupying the main seat, is the Lord of Mist!

Even accounting for the remaining seven apostles, various smaller subspace evil gods can correspond, especially the most significant two.

Namely, through the subspace barrier, imprisoning all evil gods within, the "Venerable King," and the void that thoroughly pervades the entire subspace’s end...

If the correlation lies within the Thirteenth Apostle of the Xue Dili, corresponding to the void, since he is the last apostle and simultaneously a monster having truly mastered the power of Void, symbolizing the endless cosmic void at the subspace’s end.

Then who corresponds to the Venerable King?

The remaining two apostles?

No, he knows the authority possessed by the remaining two apostles, the Tenth Apostle is Love, the Eleventh Apostle is Power.

Since the entire Mist Council corresponds to the subspace’s end, then who corresponds to the Venerable King?

Soon, the Mimic Venerable King obtains the answer amid the convergence of authority and power from innumerable apostles—the Lord of Mist abruptly stands up, his body enveloped in mist, indistinguishable whether male or female, even his voice controlled to be devoid of gender.

"We’ve been waiting for you here for a long time!" the Lord of Mist’s words echo.

The Mimic Venerable King does not fall into anger by provocation but instead remarks, "Without being well prepared, how dare I come to this dragon’s den?"

"Let me see, what kind of trap have you prepared for me?" He seemingly scoffed at these hiding rats, daring to plot against him, the hunting cat.

"You appear arrogant, a monster pieced together from the remnants of a Venerable King, yet claiming yourself to be the True God of the cosmos, how absurd and laughable, and the Interstellar Corps pieced you together, what an act of... desecration towards the Venerable King!" The Lord of Mist’s fury is palpable.

At this moment, powerful energy bursts from his body, akin to the same origin as the Mimic Venerable King.

The Mimic Venerable King understands, this Lord of Mist has actually positioned himself in the Venerable King’s place!

Even further feels himself desecrated for being consciousness borne from the Venerable King’s fragments.

What a conceited lunatic!

The humanoid form within the Mimic Venerable King’s sphere of light grins widely; it’s been long since anyone dared challenge him this way, as the Cosmos’s sole "Tier Six," it has been long since he felt anyone dare challenge him.

Today, finding such brash creatures confronting him and calling his existence a desecration of the Venerable King, he experiences a peculiar delight after being infuriated.

"Do you presume, by merely wielding the authority of trivial matters, you can kill me?" the Mimic Venerable King laughs, "Even the genuine masters behind your authority, those subspace evil gods appearing before me, perhaps couldn’t defeat me, how much less yourselves?"

"Indeed, hence I never thought we could kill you, but here, I’ve long prepared a grand gift for you, one that suppresses solely you and the Venerable King ultimately!" the Lord of Mist smiles.

Instantly, a terrifying Great Void is born behind itself.

That is neither darkness nor void; darkness is still an entity, whereas here, it is a scar where existence itself has been "carved away." Space-time collapses inwards here, forming a paradoxical "Nothingness," even chaos cannot take root here.

In an instant, the Mimic Venerable King’s expression changes drastically, he realizes what kind of thing this is, why it is declared a trap against him.

If naming this entity, one would call that ironically similar, yet dissimilar to the void, "Mimic Void"!

A monster imitating the void!

Yet it isn’t the genuine void; rather it seems specifically birthed here, aimed solely against himself!

The Mimic Venerable King suddenly feels shock and puzzlement because this entity affects him more than a real void monster!

"4 billion years ago, in today’s KBC Region, a cosmic void with a 2 billion light-year diameter erupted, it was the Cosmos’s most catastrophic near extinction event, the entire Cosmos expanded indiscriminately centered on this void, absorbing all matter in one direction, turning them to dust..."

"That was a crisis enveloping the entire cosmos, countless civilizations instantly abandoned all hatred and barriers, uniting to form an expeditionary force seeking to solve this cosmic void crisis collectively."

"And now, over the initial cosmic void location stands the galaxy known as the ’Milky Way Galaxy,’ this galaxy was attracted over there during that moment, only the galaxy’s luck saved it from being sucked in completely when the ’Venerable King’ resolved the cosmic void."

"Causing the galaxy to remain idly stationed in the KBC Region, becoming the sole galaxy, within 2 billion light-years span, no other major galaxies exist, compared to the vast cosmos, that void region appears utterly erased completely, even after billions of years, only a sparse few stars linger."

"And now, Mimic Venerable King, encountering Mimic Void, what will the outcome be?" the Lord of Mist smiles, appearing to mock the Mimic Venerable King, "And we needn’t battle you outright, merely ensure you are entangled by Mimic Void long enough to be sealed here completely!"

At this moment, the Mimic Venerable King becomes unsettled instantly.

If it were any other trap, he could escape, but with the emergence of this Mimic Void, even he cannot help but act to resolve the Mimic Void.

This isn’t his fault; rather, the Mimic Venerable King’s depths have been thoroughly grasped by this Lord of Mist, this ritual is a complete imitation of the past rescue ritual by the Venerable King, where the King sealed the universe’s cosmic void in the KBC Region, halting the cosmos’s chaotic expansion finally bursting forth!

Upon entering this ritual, he, the Mimic Venerable King, must emulate the former actions of the Venerable King, sealing the Mimic Void prematurely before he can undertake any other tasks!

How come this Lord of Mist could meticulously orchestrate a ceremony perfectly matching past scenes, even to the extent he cannot resist?

The Mimic Venerable King roars: "Who on earth are you! Why do you understand matters of that world!"

That is something unknown even to the Mimic Venerable King; he is merely over a billion years old, not even pieced together before that time.

Furthermore, why, why does this Lord of Mist appear uniquely familiar with him, and even the Venerable King!

Who exactly is he!

Now, the Lord of Mist pauses briefly in silence, before sneering, providing the Mimic Venerable King an answer.

"Following that catastrophe, unified cosmic civilizations dispatched thirteen rescue teams, all at that cosmic void, but only the final team succeeded in resolving the void..."

"The other twelve teams failed utterly, not due to weak strength of expeditionary teams, now they possess prowess, comparable to the Interstellar Corps, yet strength held no meaning against that void."

"And the 13th expeditionary team, their resolution involved fully integrating into the cosmic void! They transformed it from a physical existence into a philosophical concept, while simultaneously converting themselves into the corresponding philosophical concept, thus sealing the cosmic void philosophically."

"Thus, the Venerable King was born!"

"The Subspace was born!"

"And now, this instant, at the subspace’s end, numerous philosophical concepts confront the void and have been born!"

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