Whatever was happening was not confined to the space where Lu Moyu stood; the same phenomenon unfolded across every corner of the Land of Immortals.
Even those undergoing their Immortal Tribulation in other secluded spatial zones witnessed this grand spectacle. However, while others could only observe the phenomenon, the true effects were experienced solely by Lu Moyu.
The rest could only see the dazzling display, but only he could feel its overwhelming impact.
Although Lu Moyu was left with only his soul, he could feel an unstoppable momentum spread out in all directions.
For some reason, he felt inexplicably close to this golden figure, as if he had seen it somewhere or known it.
However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not recall seeing it before.
Behind the gigantic golden phantom, a faint light wheel gradually emerged. In that instant, the golden phantom appeared to be a god looking down on all from above.
