Dyeing Black Flower White

Are peaceful days coming to an end?

What did that mean?

Gu Shen froze for a moment and looked toward the Inner Mausoleum, where golden light swirled. Bai Zhu had closed the entrance to the Inner Mausoleum... gathering in the Golden God Domain as layer upon layer of divine radiance gradually contracted.

"Some changes have occurred among the Highest Seats recently. I'll be going into seclusion for a while."

Bai Zhu said softly, "Perhaps because the 'Traveler' has appeared, the source essence outside the Five Continents World is multiplying at an explosive rate. After some time, the Highest Seats will convene a meeting... Some Thrones of God may leave the Five Continents to see what exactly has happened beyond the Old World."

Gu Shen immediately grew tense.

If the Highest Seats were holding a meeting, wouldn't his identity as the King of the Underworld possibly be exposed?

The King of the Underworld was dead. No matter what happened, he was destined not to appear.

At such an important occasion, if the King of the Underworld failed to show himself... those Thrones of God from the Outer Continent would surely grow suspicious.

"There are some things you needn't worry about."

Bai Zhu said gently, "If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. That man from North Continent and I have already laid out our plans and prepared some measures... Just focus on cultivating in seclusion. Whatever you encounter, follow your heart. There's no need to overthink things."

Nothing in this world was more reassuring than those words.

Gu Shen looked at the golden-glimmering Inner Mausoleum with a complicated expression. He felt the burden on his shoulders lighten considerably, and a wave of relief washed over him.

He had been born in the worst of times.

The East Continent