Divine radiance tore through the sky, and fierce winds howled.
Within mere breaths, five immensely powerful figures had come to hover directly above Border City's City Lord's Mansion.
Without the slightest restraint, their terrifying divine and demonic pressure crashed down.
The glazed tiles of the entire City Lord's Mansion trembled, hairline cracks formed in the paving stones, and the branches and leaves of the courtyard's ancient trees thrashed wildly.
Every guard and cultivator within the Prefecture went weak in the knees, their faces pale as paper, unable to remain standing.
Everyone lay pressed against the ground, their hearts filled with utter terror that rose from the depths of their souls.
A Lowgod's divine might looked down upon the mortal world and suppressed all living beings.
This was supreme power that mortals could never resist in their entire lives.
Inside the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, the Third Young Master of the Lin Family remained seated in his original place.
Even with pressure weighing upon him like mountains crushing the sea, he gritted his teeth and held himself upright, refusing to yield an inch.
It was not that he felt no fear, but that he had something to rely on.
Over three days of waiting, he had already made every preparation.
Shiheng's presence in Border City was his greatest trump card.
Looking up at the transcendent figure clad in dark purple divine robes in the sky, the Third Young Master of the Lin Family suppressed all the tremors in his heart, walked steadily out of the main hall, and bowed with his hands clasped.
"The city lord of Border City greets you, God Venerable."
His manner was respectful but not servile, observing the courtesies between two parties to a transaction.
High above, the newly ascended Lowgod lowered his indifferent