Golden Light Prefecture City.
This night was destined to be restless.
The snow in the sky melted into a torrential downpour, continuously falling, with large beads of rain mixed with hail hitting the ground, creating a clattering sound.
The earth, splashed with water, reflected a hazy scene.
Temple Control Bureau.
The Governor's face at the Temple Administration Office became extremely solemn.
The sword at his waist trembled incessantly, his eyes shone brilliantly, his heart surged with emotion, and his qi and blood rolled inside him.
He took a deep breath.
Suppressing the trembling and longing within him.
"A Great Grandmaster battle..."
"Great Grandmaster..."
Xie Jing's eyes flickered, he raised his hand, bathing in the downpour turned from snow by the impact of a Great Grandmaster's vitality.
His entire being was shrouded in a misty veil of water.
He looked at his hand.
"Truly, it's aspiration..."
