The fight for the throne was finally over. But the suspense remained. Nobody knew who was the ultimate winner. Was it Nethery? Or Cursed Goddess Soul?
Their feet stepped on the one-hundredth stair at the same time. At that very moment, the Stairway of Star shone brightly and the starry sky trembled.
Bu Fang squinted at the throne. Cursey also could not help but crane her neck. The ultimate owner of the throne was very important, for she would decide the future of Void City and the survival of many universes.
Duchess Nightmare widened her eyes. Duchess Yunlan covered her mouth with a hand and was breathing heavily, her chest heaving. Lord Dog's tongue hung out of his mouth, while Er Ha's jaw dropped; his spicy strip almost fell from his lips.
In the distance, the three Great Soul Overlords who were trapped in the Cage of Void were dumbstruck.
