The direction that the goddess had pointed her sword at was of course that of the Orcs' Divine Temple.
With the wave of her sword, the chaos in the skies quieted down, and the dust and condensation in the air were dismissed. A path that was crystal clear and huge appeared, directly linking God Mountain and the Divine Temple.
The demigods smiled and turned to glance in the direction that the goddess was pointing at.
At the same time, the demigods of the Orcs were also glancing in the direction of the Mountain of Broken Clouds.
Even with the gap of thousands of mountains and rivers, these masters' gazes met, and their opposing fighting spirits could be felt. This created tensions and sparks in the air.
"Don't be agitated by them." A god who had a furry, long tail and foxy ears smiled slightly. "The war is going to begin soon. Everyone is already pumped up, so now we have to stay calm."
