After tens of days, the heads of the many races came together in the ruins of the Frozen ancient Capital. Tens of gods raised an altar of their own and were sitting on top of the altars. Monster rays, godly rays, demonic rays and every other form of light covered the gods, lending them an inexplicably solemn and saintly air.
The monsters, dragons, celestials, and demons had all been summoned by their gods and had now gathered here.
The gods summoned and there was no reason for Jun Sixie to not come. Other than her, those who came forward were the clan masters, high priests and heads of the other clans and races.
It happened way too quickly; the insect invasion had caught everyone off guard, and even the hermit gods decided to step in. One could tell how severe the situation was.
