"The Four Spirits of Heaven are granted audience!"
The immortal official standing outside the hall stretched his throat and shouted, his voice echoing through the vast, empty Lingxiao Treasure Hall, sounding especially thin.
Four streaks of light descended outside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall in succession, and the Four Spirits of Heaven entered side by side.
"Kacha..."
The instant their feet touched the ground, it felt as though something within their hearts had shattered completely.
The affairs of their former lives scattered with the wind. Lei Long and Fire Phoenix, who had once roamed the Primordial World unchecked; White Tiger Ancestor and Black Tortoise Ancestor, whose might had shaken the four directions—all of them became drifting clouds of the past.
From this day onward, the former four Innate Divine Beings no longer existed in this world.
There remained only the Four Spirits of Heaven, pure and absolute, shepherding the beings of the four directions on Heaven's behalf!
They saw—
Azure Dragon wore a blue robe, handsome features set in an impatient expression; White Tiger wore white, his face cold and his gaze fierce; Vermilion Bird wore red, her peerless face utterly indifferent; Black Tortoise wore black, his back hunched and his face exhausted.
The four moved in perfect step, like puppets controlled by invisible strings. Their auras were faintly linked to the Heavenly Dao, yet they no longer possessed the slightest spark of their former vitality.
"Boom!"
The pressure of four Quasi-Saints spread out at once, instantly filling the previously empty hall with a suffocatingly heavy presence.
The minor immortals and Rogue Cultivators who had come to submit were already trembling with fear. Now, their bodies shook like sieves as they dropped to their knees in waves with "thump, thump," foreheads pressed tightly against the icy golden tiles, not daring even