When Golden Luo, Di Long, and Chi Ji, the three Ancient Venerables, hurried over in a panic and arrived at the shattered void where the Glazed Divine Mountain stood almost at the very last moment, they happened to see the graceful figure in green atop the mountain slowly open her indifferent eyes. Not a second early or late.
"Greetings, Third God!"
The three Ancient Venerables did not dare show the slightest negligence. They immediately suppressed their surging blood and qi, stopped in midair, and respectfully bowed toward the solitary figure atop the mountain. Their gazes swept over the corpse of the Thunder Control Ancient Saint sealed within the mountain, and indescribable shock still lingered in their hearts.
They could clearly sense that the God of the Third Sequence before them was completely different from when she had been asleep a few months ago. Back then, although Yao Yao had been cold and distant, she still possessed the aura of a "person." But now, an divine majesty that transcended all things pervaded her body—indifferent and remote, as though merely existing was enough to make the surrounding laws naturally submit.
The disparity was like that between a firefly and the bright moon, making even Ancient Venerables like them, who stood at the peak of the heavens, feel an awe—and... insignificance—born from the instinct of life itself.
The three Ancient Venerables exchanged glances, each seeing a trace of bitterness in the others' eyes. So the gulf between a Sequence God and a Three-Lotus Ancient Saint was truly this impossible to cross.
Atop the mountain, Yao Yao's indifferent gaze swept over the three Ancient Venerables below. When her gaze passed over Golden Luo Ancient Venerable, her brows faintly furrowed.
In that instant, the surrounding space seemed to freeze. An invisible, terrifying pressure capable of