With the sun's primary star no longer permanently shining over Grand Unity Heaven, even the auspicious clouds that never dispersed year-round seemed to have faded somewhat, lacking that majestic warmth that had once thoroughly warmed all living beings in the Heavenly Realm.
Inside Grand Unity Palace, Li Fan was stretching his limbs, working loose the stiffness that had built up from handling Heavenly Realm affairs day after day.
The undercurrents of the Ghost Path hidden on the yin side had grown wildly by borrowing momentum, while secretly connecting with the Chaos Demon Gods. The imbalance of yin and yang was already imminent. In the end, he had to handle this matter personally.
"Heavenly Emperor, still dawdling?"
Nuwa leaned against the palace entrance, a faint smile on her lips.
Before long, figures filled the space outside the hall.
Wangshu stood quietly at the edge of the clouds, moonlight softly gathering around her, her gaze serene and remote.
Empress Ziguang wore a solemn expression, her killing intent hidden but undisguised. This action had been her proposal last time—to sever the connection between the Demon Gods and the Ghost Path.
Dao essence flowed through Goddess Taiyuan's eyes. Nothing in the Primordial Three Realms could escape her notice.
That little Haotian sure has quite a few tricks up his sleeve...
Brilliant sunlight surrounded Xihe as she continuously reshaped the sun of Grand Unity Heaven, kneading it round and round.
Changxi stood quietly to one side, the cool and tranquil Nether Moon making her look like a painting.
Holy light rippled gently around Baili, fully displaying the bearing of the Empress of Qingqiu. She was every bit a match for Empress Ziguang.
Li Fan raised his eyes and swept his gaze across the crowd, his tone gentle. "Let's go, everyone."
Wangshu replied softly, "Off we