(A beautiful picture of Zhu Zhuqing)
Tang San paced faster and faster, his strides growing longer as that thread unraveled outward, loop after loop.
As he walked, his trousers had turned into shorts without him even noticing, their ragged hems dangling above his knees.
A dense thicket of calf hair lay exposed in the sunlight, swaying slightly in the breeze.
Someone in the crowd failed to hold back, their shoulders shaking once.
The person beside them shook as well.
Soon, some were covering their mouths with their sleeves, some lowered their heads and pretended to straighten their robes, and others turned their faces away, but none could suppress the tiny tremors running through their shoulders.
By then, the square before the God Realm Committee was packed.
The Five Great God Kings had all arrived.
The God of Destruction stood at the very front of the crowd, hands clasped behind his back. The look on his face had shifted from amusement to genuine gravity.
The Life Goddess stood slightly behind him to one side, her turquoise gown stirring gently in the wind as she gazed at the silhouette of the island above.
The God of Evil and the God of Kindness stood shoulder to shoulder on the other side, occasionally exchanging a few quiet words.
Tang San stood in the middle of the five, his shorts flapping in the breeze and his calf hair blown flat in patches, but his attention was no longer on any of that.
The eighteen First-Level Gods and two hundred and sixteen Second-Level Gods were almost all present.
Both sides of the divine avenue, the edges of the square, and even the distant palace rooftops were crowded with people.
Such a gathering was rarely seen in the Divine Realm even over many years. The last time