In the Northern Region, there were countless forces, as numerous as the hairs on an ox.
Among these innumerable minor forces was an inconspicuous little faction known as the Great Luo Heaven Domain.
Its Domain Lord had always been rather mysterious, rarely appearing before others and vanishing like a dragon whose head could be seen but not its tail.
Only today did many experts of the Northern Region learn that such a force existed there—and that its leader was such an adorable little girl.
Still, she was at least a Lower Earth Sovereign. Occupying such an obscure patch of land was more than enough for her.
If not for the birth of two Heavenly Sovereigns here this time, this place would ordinarily have been utterly unremarkable, and few would have cared about it.
At this moment, under the watchful eyes of many great figures,
the little girl in black stood there with a trembling, fearful look, her body slightly bowed.
Her name was Mandala. Her true origins were far from simple, tracing back to the Heavenly Palace of ancient times. She had a deep connection with the Heavenly Emperor, one of the Nine Ancient Emperors.
Such origins made her exceedingly cautious in her daily life. She never dared to draw attention to herself, fearing that she might catch the eye of powerful figures.
Because she knew that once her origins were discovered, she would basically be finished.
She might not necessarily die, but she would never again know freedom for the rest of her life.
At the same time, Mandala secretly regretted coming here to join in the excitement.
But by some cursed coincidence, this had happened right on her territory.
She had originally been cultivating deep within the Great Luo Golden Pool, suppressing the curse within her body. Then