Deep in the boundless chaos, far from the Primordial Continent, there was another Great Thousand World. The distance between the two worlds was so vast that even a Saint could not reach it without a Spatial Divine Ability.
This world was immense, considerably larger than the Primordial Continent. However, unlike the vigorous Primordial World, it was shrouded in a faint air of decay. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth showed signs of dissipating, and disasters frequently struck the land.
There were many living beings in this Great World, far more than in the Primordial World. Their Dao bodies looked much like those of the Primordial World's inhabitants. Aside from their golden hair and blue eyes, there was little difference between them.
This world was called Noah Continent. Ever since it had been created by a Supreme Ruler, countless years had passed. It was also a world of cultivators, and two major sects stood upon its continent.
One was the Church of Light, and the other was the Darkness Church.
The two sects opposed each other and frequently waged war, like day and night.
At that moment, within a palace belonging to the Church of Light, a person dressed in a loose, holy white robe sat high upon the seat of honor. He held a ritual torch in his hand, and Saint Light blazed above his head. His entire face was filled with the sacred will of light.
Below him stood two orderly rows of white-robed cultivators. Some held holy spears, some held Holy Cups, and some hovered in the air with two wings growing from their backs. All wore devout expressions as they gazed upward.
"Greetings, My Lord Jehovah!"
The lord seated above raised a hand, and Saint Light descended. Everyone below felt as though they were bathing in