Fifth Continent.
The Cyclopes, the Heaven Clan, the Wood Tribe, and the Ghost Clan residing on this land had been in a constant state of fear and unease.
They were the old, weak, sick, and disabled among their people, neither eligible nor powerful enough to partake in the battle to ascend to the Upper Realm.
Nevertheless, the war kept tugging at their hearts, for they well knew that the outcome would determine the future of them all.
Upon seeing the Heavenly Tribulation Pillar that had stood in the frigid wilderness for ten thousand years, once again bursting forth with its cyan radiance, they thought ill news was upon them.
Instead, the light originating from the Heavenly Tribulation Pillar enshrouded the entire continent.
The blinding light that in bygone days caused so many of their mightiest to fall from the sky and perish on their descent, now served as a protective umbrella for the lives in the Fifth Realm!
Such is the capriciousness of the world.
"Sovereign!"
