Below the divine Hall, the clouds and mist had turned into a sea of white clouds. There were many celestial maidens dancing, and they were so beautiful that it was intoxicating.
At a higher place, ancient existences sat upright, bringing with them a terrifying might that could tear the sky apart. Divine light enveloped them, and their eyes were cold, as if they were the most ruthless ancient existences.
Even cutie pie, Bell, long Wuming, and the others had become one of the most ancient existences sitting on the high ground.
Even though he wasn't a God yet, his seniority was too high.
At this moment, many eras had passed since the era of the young innate ancient gods. It had taken nearly three thousand years for the Three Realms to reach its current maturity.
Medusa has finally fallen into a deep sleep again ... Beside him, Ermin whispered.
