Pale eastern daylight shone into the Divine Capital. No roosters crowed, no dogs barked.
Across the Human Race's lands, one hundred and eight pillars of golden light pierced the firmament.
At the peak of every pillar stood a blurred phantom of a god.
When the first ray of sunlight fell upon those divine phantoms, every one of them instantly blazed with resplendent golden light, like one hundred and eight tiny suns rising to illuminate the world.
Layer upon layer of intricate circular golden formation patterns spread in all directions, rising into the nine heavens and descending into the nine earths before slowly vanishing from sight.
People throughout the Human Race's lands hurriedly looked toward the divine pillars in the sky. Some hid indoors, some knelt and kowtowed, and some burned incense in prayer.
Rumble... rumble...
The sky shuddered, and an echo rose from the depths of the earth.
At the Idle Prince Army camp, the commanders of every army stood on either side of Li Qingxian, watching the golden pillars in the sky.
The Universal Grand Rite invited all true gods.
One hundred and eight Zhou Tian Golden Palace Devil-Suppression Arrays.
Li Qingxian asked, "Back then, was it this Devil-Sealing Formation that suppressed and slew the Devil God projections descending into the lower realm?"
A Dao Sect cultivator beside him replied, "It was precisely this formation. Our Dao Sect is far more prosperous than it was back then. The power of this Devil-Sealing Formation is ten times what it once was."
"But the demons of the mortal world are also ten times what they were before."
Everyone gazed at the Divine Capital amid the morning's golden radiance, unsure how to answer.
For some reason, ever since last night, everyone had felt a faint unease whenever they looked toward the Divine