"The thirteen phantom gods' ranking is, after all, a trifling matter."
Lord Qingxin didn't much mind it either.
Rather, being able to enter this sequence was already proof of being among the top lords. Many Exploration Generals hadn't even received such an honor.
"All nations are preparing for war, which means a major catastrophe is about to descend soon—this is 100% certain."
Mu Yuan's expression grew solemn.
Back when he was still a Greenhand, he had heard of the "major disaster" in the legends.
In the legend, filth invaded the world, countless Divine Spirits fell, corrupted, and massive empires crumbled overnight. The central land of the Eternal World became the Red Mist Land.
The fragmented forces established new realms on the Pureland yet untouched by the Red Mist. They established kingdoms and repeatedly resisted the Red Mist. They had once reclaimed much of the Red Mist Land, revitalizing the Great Domain.
However,
