Earth.
The ruined town.
Jiang Yang stood alone in the clearing, receiving the setting sun's homage.
Its lingering rays shone upon him, making him appear all the more sacred!
A Bronze Age Bard captured the scene with his brush.
Passed down to later generations, it would be known in the future as God King Descending to the World.
At his side.
Aurora, whom he had temporarily sealed, lay quietly beside Jiang Yang.
Jiang Yang had also used his divine power to smooth away the traces of battle on the ground beneath him. The pitted earth was gone, replaced by a level expanse.
Even traces of his divine power remained in this land, enduring for countless years.
Because of the influence of his divine power.
Centuries and millennia later, a Holy City was built here in reverence for God King Jiang, and the people here could not feel the Northern Territory's cold.
The sun in the sky provided warm sunlight throughout the year, making every season feel like spring.
Thus, the Holy City was also called Northern Territory Spring City.
Inside and outside the Holy City's boundaries were two entirely different worlds.
While wind and snow swept across the Northern Territory, the Holy City's territory remained as warm as spring.
Not far behind Jiang Yang, a group of Bronze Age powerhouses from various races stood obediently together.
These figures, leaders in their respective lands and heads of their races, were now better behaved than schoolchildren before Jiang Yang.
A group of believers stood facing them, extolling God King Jiang's majesty and mercy and proclaiming the Divine Clan's greatness and achievements.
They also told them the difference between evil gods and gods: evil gods were all fallen gods.
They also demanded that they pass this down to their descendants and, should evil