"Yong, come look at God-"
Liu Wei stared blankly up at the dazzling magic array, at the palace in the sky that shone like the Sun, and at Lin Hao stepping out into the air as though the Sun God had descended. He was utterly dumbstruck.
"I see him-"
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Yang Yong's eyes were bloodshot as he too gazed up at the sky in a stupor.
He had been tortured, after all. Although Astor had healed him, he was still mentally exhausted and had gone to bed early that day.
But Miaoyu's intoxicating, bone-melting voice had eroded the barrier and faintly seeped through, leaving everyone in the Marquis's Residence unable to sleep.
And then, amid their sleeplessness, the dead of night had suddenly turned into day!
A genuine miracle!
Before this, Liu Wei and Yang Yong had only a vague understanding of this world's magic and Martial Skills.
The strongest people they had encountered were Rhys and his subordinates.
At the time, those people had indeed seemed powerful to them. High-Rank Warriors could fly through the skies and burrow through the earth, and they had also heard legends of Transcendents and Super-Tier Magic.
To them, that was already miraculous!
Later, they had heard rumors of the Sword Saint and Deities and such, but to them, those were merely part of the background.
Their guesses were purely along the lines of imagining that emperors tilled their fields with golden hoes.
Now, however, they were truly witnessing how this world's pinnacle of power manifested itself!
The magic array rose into the air like a tower reaching the heavens. Together with that celestial palace, it truly gave them a glimpse of heaven!
Chains extended one after another, successfully capturing Shadow Bishops one by one. It was a truly spectacular sight.
Although none of