The World's Grief

The Church of Light remained the strongest giant among the demon realm churches, without equal.

The public did not know this news, yet it eventually resounded throughout the entire Heavenly Court.

"Lord Hermes." Behind him, a Saintess of Light spoke softly.

"The times have changed. In the end, we have taken that step." Hermes looked upon the core of the entire Church of Light. "A new ninth order is about to be completely born. Then those destined to pass away from the old era should also depart."

The Saintesses of Light and the others had reddened eyes.

They all knew that Hermes was not a pure god of incense faith formed from incense alone. He possessed part of that ancient being's Remnant Soul. Now that he had been born in this era, would that portion of the Remnant Soul also vanish? Rustle.

Suddenly, one after another, powerful beings descended.

The ancient giants of the Seven Realms Heavenly Court had arrived.

The Thunder Emperor, the Heavenly Emperor God of War, Earth Mother, Ermin, Pan Xuexian, the Martial God Palace, and the others had come. Even Di Qi stood far away in the distance.

"Are you leaving?" Di Qi said little, merely asking a simple question. He too held great respect for such an ancient being.

"As the old and new alternate, we have finally set foot upon this path. This old one, who should have departed long ago, must now completely leave as well," Hermes said softly. His body was collapsing, turning entirely into motes of light as he moved toward extinction.

Liu Wenjian and Hu Renong remained silent.

This had come far too suddenly. Perhaps it had already been no easy feat for this ancient being's Remnant Soul to endure until this era and witness this scene. He had forced