"Hm?"
The water droplet drew the attention of several wills the instant it appeared.
After all, this was no palace of a mortal Dynasty. It had sprung from a Deity's power, a reflection of that Deity's Dreamscape in reality. It could even be called the great domain of Zoroastrianism's chief god.
Within this domain,
he was the master of all.
He could easily cast out anything that did not belong there.
"Arrogant, reckless Chen Fangqing." At the side of the Palace, a subordinate god of Zoroastrianism spoke in surprise. "He was lucky to escape the chief god's grasp. Instead of counting his blessings, he dares to provoke him?"
"Utterly absurd!"
"Chief god..."
The subordinate gods' words soon faltered, one after another. They had felt a fury that filled heaven and earth!
Then, within the magnificent Palace, the Xian God's wrath became a towering inferno!
The flames blazed with boundless light, brighter even than the sun above!
But the flames changed again, turning savage and violent. They held a will to destroy, as though they could burn everything in heaven and earth to ash!
Inside the Palace, a towering figure extended a finger toward the droplet.
At once, world-ending crimson flames roared toward it. They engulfed and obliterated it in the blink of an eye!
"Was this your purpose? What did it accomplish besides provoking me? Why would you not submit in peace? From the moment I was born, I was meant to bring light to every nation under heaven! To stand in my way is evil!"
The towering figure sighed within the Palace. His furious words carried a note of regret, but that soon gave way to surprise.
"What?"
Whoosh!
A fierce wind rose. The raging flames that had nearly blanketed the sky seemed to be dragged by an invisible