The universe was shaking.
Not the testing dimension. Not a local tremor from a powerful technique. The entire universe — every planet, every star system, every dimension within Willith's domain — vibrating at the same frequency simultaneously, it was vibrating the way a bell vibrates when struck at its exact resonant point and if it continues to vibrate from a long the the bell will shatter, and as so the universe might also shatter.
In the testing dimension where the wormhole was, the gathered beings felt it through their feet first. Then through their cultivation bases. Then through everything.
The crossing had stopped. Nobody was moving toward the wormhole anymore. Millions of beings from every race stood in place, extending their perception outward, trying to locate the source.
The Supremes at the front had already located it.
