In an unfamiliar space, after the seven sources gathered, an illusory body rose and fell, growing clearer by the day.
Afterward, an incomparably powerful pressure appeared faintly—supremely divine and holy, supremely demonic and evil. It was like the very origin of heaven and earth, looking down upon the mortal world from an unreachable height.
Darkness gathered, and a massive shadow emerged. It resembled neither human nor any monster, an existence from time immemorial with an indescribable nobility.
"King."
Beneath the shadow, figure after figure knelt. They were all terrifyingly powerful, each having surpassed humanity's Three Calamities. Yet even such mighty beings remained filled with reverence before that noble aura, not daring to overstep in the slightest.
The lofty figure was like a god. Simply standing there, it gave off a crushing pressure that seemed impossibly distant, beyond the reach of any words.
At the same time, across the Divine Continent, the blood-red color upon the moon became increasingly distinct. In the Great Xia Imperial City, at the Zhiming Marquisate, Meng Xuanji hurried over from the Four Extremes Realm to ask about the cause.
Now, the Divine Continent and the Four Extremes Realm were bound together like branches from the same trunk. If turmoil arose in the Divine Continent, the Four Extremes Realm would inevitably be implicated as well.
"A terrifying expert behind the Eternal Night Divine Cult is about to emerge," Ning Chen said, briefly explaining the circumstances.
"How strong?" Meng Xuanji asked gravely.
"I don't know."
Ning Chen shook his head. "I once felt that presence from close range. But an existence of that level lies beyond my understanding, and I cannot describe it clearly. The only thing I know is that even the Ancient Sage at Great Perfection of the Three Calamities would certainly be defeated before it."