Above the dim sky, two lights bloomed. Those who did not know better might have thought two suns were shining there, dazzling beyond measure.
The people below could not make out anything above, only vaguely glimpsing two shadows.
They were people.
One was Holy God; the other should have been the outsider powerhouse.
As they gazed at those two figures, the people below immediately knelt toward Holy God's direction.
They bowed their heads in worship.
They were devout beyond compare.
Even the arrival of another powerhouse could not shake the faith in their hearts.
That was Holy God! That was light! That was all hope! All brightness!
Praise Holy God! Praise Holy God! Praise Holy God!
They had gone mad. Every last one of them!
Many people had never even seen Holy God's true form. Being able to glimpse it through the clouds now was already an incomparably fortunate thing.
Thus, the commotion below was deafening, all manner of praises and prayers intertwined.
Gu Yuan glanced downward, his expression unchanged.
Still, Holy God's methods were not bad. He had managed to gather so many devout believers.
"Not bad. Ninth Tribulation Great Perfection. If nothing unexpected happens, you'll be first among the participants in this Heaven's Chosen Trial."
Coming back to his senses, Gu Yuan looked at Holy God, who stood not far away wreathed in light, and spoke with a smile.
First?
To Holy God's ears, those words were like needles. Was this not mocking him?
If nothing unexpected happened?
What, was Gu Yuan's appearance the unexpected event?
They were both participants in the Heaven's Chosen Trial. Where could so many unexpected events come from?
"I never expected to encounter you here. Among the participants in the Heaven's Chosen Trial, you and I are the strongest, and we have both