"Allied!"
The Nether River churned, black water boiled, and above the long river of countless Holy Judges' spiritual collapse, a resolute voice echoed.
The strong wind swept across Gu Shen's soul.
He felt not a shred of coldness; on the contrary, the temperature of the Nether River's water was just right.
The spiritual alert from the crucifix pendant was without issue.
For most Transcendents, this was an almost insurmountable doom; they needed to resist the Nether River's poison with spiritual power... and personally experience the suffering the Holy Judges encountered back then.
But for Gu Shen, it was the complete opposite.
The greatest "difficulty" in this disaster was to curse the light and join the "darkness."
Gu Shen did not hesitate for even a second, directly declaring his stance.
He was neither a Holy Judge nor a Believer of Light City. The reason he fled here was due to the pursuit by the Son of the Light's Blessing; what did cursing the light matter?
