"Take on the weight of light..."
The pitch-black void was illuminated by light, and the small cloud ship swayed in the turbulent Blazing Light. Batu and the other followers of the Light Temple were all kneeling on the ground. They did not know what kind of conversation the Divine Throne was having with Meng Xizhou at that moment.
Meng Xizhou raised her head.
She looked directly at the light she could not discern and asked sincerely.
"What should I do?"
The old man in the Blazing Light smiled.
"You just need to follow the guidance of your heart."
The old man folded his hands behind his back and said softly, "Leave the matter of killing the Netherworld King to me. Afterward, taking the Light City to clear out the remnants of the Netherworld King... that will be up to you."
"Kill... the Netherworld King?"
Meng Xizhou held her breath.
She knew that Gu Shen had already fled north from the Cicada Wing City Fortress.
