All believers gazing at that Great Sun had eyes filled with veneration that stemmed from their souls, not brainwashing by the power of incense offerings' will, but a will solidified after thousands of generations of bloodline inheritance.
Long before thousands of generations, the Eastern Glory Divine Monarch governed their ancestors, and after thousands of generations, faith had spread from their bloodlines into their souls.
Countless living beings' willpower held aloft that arrogant sun, as though intended to replace the Great Sun that had hung in the Primal Chaos Realm for countless years.
The Eastern Glory Divine Monarch's eyes, the color of burnished gold, surveyed the many local deities present, his majestic voice carrying the might of heaven and earth, rang out.
"Giant Mountain's affair, I have come to know.
The killer, Falling Clouds Taoist Shen Yuan!"
"I shall personally eliminate Falling Clouds Taoist, to uphold the might of Eastern Glory!"
