The golden pillar of light contracted, and the goddess stood proudly in the air. The halo behind her head radiated steady, pure golden light, dispelling darkness and bringing illumination.
She hung in the sky like a sun, turning Spirit Realm No. 068, originally shrouded in night, into daytime.
The golden light pierced through the crystal ball's barrier, purifying the poisonous smoke, drying up the pus, and disrupting the Smoker's attack rhythm.
Bathed in golden sunlight, the Smoker's body sizzled as plumes of black smoke rose. His vibrant flesh slowly melted away.
The savage, bloodthirsty, chaotic emotions gradually calmed beneath the golden light. Within the Smoker, the consciousness belonging to Lieutenant Stephen awakened. He felt an instinctive fury and wariness, branded into his genes.
What he feared was not the woman, but the halo behind her head.
And that fury and wariness did not come from him. They came from the Smoker who had granted him power—the true Smoker.
Lady of Three Paths Mountain's sudden appearance also drew the attention of the evil Sovereigns.
The dense Solar Power made them tremble uncontrollably. Instinctively, they held their breath and tensed their muscles, like rats driven into a corner and gripped by a violent stress response.
This was the pressure of a higher-ranking powerhouse.
The level-eight Sovereigns present, and even Cowboy Locke, were all well-traveled Spirit Realm Walkers, yet none of them recognized this woman. Since when had such a formidable figure appeared among the Night Wanderers of the Second District?
No, she wasn't a Spirit Realm Walker! Cowboy Locke was the first to react. Spirit Realm Walkers could not enter Spirit Realms of their own accord. Not even those at the demigod rank could do so.
Moreover, this was a guild instance dungeon of the Dionysus Club. Across all professions, only peak