Night lay over Starsea, stars filling the sky.
Atop Kunlun Mountain.
Yet it was as though a glorious, majestic sun had risen, shaking the hearts of the gods.
They stood before Jiang Yang, and although they called themselves gods, at that moment they truly felt as though they stood before a true god.
His bearing was majestic, his divine might as vast as the sea!
Still, the gods of Kunlun were all former companions and colleagues, so they felt no fear on that account. One after another, they stepped forward to ask about the emperor-rank third step.
Jiang Yang touched briefly on a few things, easing their curiosity a little.
After all, the emperor-rank third step was still far too distant for those like them, who were still king-rank, or at most at the emperor-rank first step.
Not far away.
Dressed in a pale-yellow gown, Filiya stood at the edge of the gathering of gods, gazing at the majestic, heroic God King Jiang, her eyes brimming with joy.
Once the gods had dispersed, Jiang Yang walked up to her, looking at the little girl he had brought back from the Golden Humans' tribe.
For a thousand years, she had always remained by his side. Now, she had grown into a graceful, breathtakingly beautiful goddess.
"Filiya, I hear there's a young fellow courting you lately?"
Jiang Yang asked curiously. In his heart, he had long regarded Filiya as his own daughter, and now he showed concern like an old father.
"Ah... well... well..."
Filiya's fair little face flushed red. She tightly twisted her fingers together, stammering and unable to get any words out.
"There's no need to be shy, Filiya. Though you're one of the Golden Humans, you're also a child I raised from a young age. Don't be timid. Just