Southern Rain World.
Over the next few days.
The Shining Star Race's situation grew increasingly dire.
The Deities of both sides engaged in several more small-scale battles, each ending with the Shining Star Race's Deities taking the initiative to retreat.
Radiant Star King was deeply dissatisfied with this, yet had no choice but to accept it.
Because the root of the problem lay precisely with Him.
The Godslaying Sword was terrifyingly fierce, having slain several Deities in succession. This made every Star Lord wary in battle, and none dared to go all out.
This day.
As expected, something unexpected happened again.
Two Star Lords concealed themselves as best they could as they sped across the horizon, skimming close to the edge of the world while jointly patrolling the sea under their charge.
They were the two Deities who had witnessed Nine Luminaries Star Lord's death last time and silently reached an understanding.
They flew so high, so far from the sea below, entirely on purpose.
If they flew too low and another spear shadow emerged from the sea, how were they supposed to deal with it? Their colleague's death had already proven that His Highness the Star King could not arrive in time to save them.
Therefore.
It was better to be cautious.
After a while.
The two Deities suddenly noticed a faint disturbance on the sea directly below them.
A rather large patch of seawater suddenly began bubbling furiously, as though something was about to emerge from beneath it.
The two exchanged a glance, their vigilance instantly rising to the highest level.
One Deity looked incredibly nervous. "Could we really be unlucky enough to run into the Godslaying Sword?"
The other Deity answered without hesitation, "Let's go up!"
Going up meant temporarily leaving the Southern Rain World.
For above