Directly confronting the so-called "Deity."
For Song He and the disciples of these major sects, it wasn't their first time, but the power of Xi He Goddess still felt overwhelmingly oppressive.
Especially since there was a very clear consciousness within this power.
It greatly differed from the previous situation, where there was only power without Spiritual Nature, which had seemed somewhat stiff.
Her radiance rose from the Sun at the zenith, illuminating the eight corners of the land, and even the power of the Candle Dragon seemed insignificant in her presence, only able to wriggle in the shadows.
"Something's not right."
"She is descending as a god!"
Yuan Xi suddenly spoke out, scattering several Copper Coins like a startled rabbit, which resonated with the surrounding Bronze to form a Class I shield.
The power of time flowed within the brilliance of the Bronze, as though it were no longer in the same timeframe as its surroundings.
It was at this moment.
"Caw!"
