A myriad of silver rays plummeted down like a hammer.
This scene, on the pitch-black Nether River, appeared particularly dazzling.
Silver and black collided forcefully in a visual contrast!
The Traveller who fell heavily onto the Nether River had his back covered by frost, followed by his limbs, finally spreading to his head. Unfortunately, a large amount of smoke rose from the brow's center where flames burned fervently.
Though the "Traveler's Spark" could not melt the ice and snow.
Yet these countless strands of cold air also could not freeze the Traveller's head.
The two forces were at a stalemate.
But this Divine War... is actually already over.
Gu Shen watched as his spirit swayed; he never expected that the Divine War between the Empress and the Traveller would end with one-sided crushing, nor did he expect that all the information released by the North Continent was fake news.
What blockades of towers, what weakened Divine Body.
All are false!
