In the sky, there was a supremely powerful entity. Divine light surged across its entire body, and billions of strands of Imperial Dragon Qi surged straight into the firmament, pouring down like mercury, infiltrating every single crack and crevice.
Many people were praying. That towering figure felt as though a true physical body had descended; devoid of expression, it nonetheless chilled the hearts of all who beheld it.
A golden giant—oh, no, only those with a Nascent Soul could see that this was not a giant radiating golden light, but a towering figure draped in a silver-patterned golden robe, so vast that mortals could not even make out its back at a single glance.
Chapter 97