"The God King has arrived!"
"The God King has arrived!"
"The God King has arrived!"
Seven-colored auspicious clouds appeared in the sky.
The low chanting of a god drifted from the clouds.
Countless half-naked goddesses danced across the heavens.
Radiant light shone over the earth, turning the ground golden, like heaven.
That warm light felt incomparably soothing.
The next second.
A group of Indian High-Tier Combat fighters came running, shouting as they ran, "The God King is here in person! The God King is here in person! Mortals, kneel!"
"Hahaha!"
High in the sky.
An old man dressed as an Ascetic Monk flew out.
All his teeth had fallen out, and a few sparse, long hairs swayed in the wind atop his half-bald head.
He strolled through the air as if in a courtyard, golden ripples rising beneath each step.
Although his appearance was somewhat nauseating, he really did have a hint of immortal bearing.
"N-Nine Awakenings!"
"It's Nine Awakenings!"
"The rumors were true? India's Nine Awakenings really came out?"
"Heavens, even he was drawn here. Looks like we have no chance at the inheritance this time."
The Alien Races' High-Tier Combat fighters lowered their heads and whispered among themselves.
Whether he was the God King or not, they still had to show respect to Nine Awakenings.
Quite a few High-Tier Combat fighters had already dropped to one knee and bowed respectfully.
By contrast, everyone on the Dragon Kingdom's side, whether independent fighters or those from Chun Prefecture, looked straight up at the sky.
This was the confidence White Garment and Guotai Min'an gave them.
This was the pride the Dragon Kingdom had possessed for thousands of years.
Never mind Nine Awakenings-even a True God descending could not make Chun Prefecture kneel.
"Greetings, Nine Awakenings God King."
"Greetings, God King."