Great Prosperity World.
Gu Yuan watched as the vanguard from what appeared to be a magic world gradually stalled, and it no longer seemed as interesting as it had at the start.
He turned, about to leave.
But in the next moment, his steps paused slightly.
Another spatial fluctuation?
And this time, the energy of the spatial fluctuation seemed to have reached Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
Were they other Heaven's Chosen Trial participants?
With doubt and curiosity in his heart, Gu Yuan glanced toward the entrance passage.
He saw a middle-aged man dressed in lavish robes, wearing something like a crown atop his head, surveying everything in this world with a lofty gaze.
The aura around him was somewhat unstable.
Something was wrong.
It did not seem to be his own cultivation, but power bestowed by something else.
He was not a Heaven's Chosen Trial participant.
This thoroughly piqued Gu Yuan's curiosity.
If someone whose cultivation had been enhanced could reach Foundation Establishment Late Stage, then how strong was his actual cultivation?
Could someone have progressed even faster than me?
At that thought, Gu Yuan looked up at the sky, suspecting that Supreme One had done this deliberately.
But it was no big deal.
He had happened to be bored, yet someone had come knocking on his door.
"Heretics, you shall all be judged by my Lord!"
The Pope let out a shout. His entire body became incomparably holy, radiating light.
The mercy contained within that light and its soul-piercing power seemed to surge without end, seeking to purify everyone present.
The power of the Holy God—mortals, tremble!
The Pope was extremely confident. This was how he had become Pope in the first place: purifying without cease, erasing without end.
All those enveloped by divine light would convert to the