The brilliant golden light erupted in the pitch-black void of the Old World.
Seven Sacrificial knelt on the ground, they opened their chests, gouged out the blood from their hearts, using their blood and lives to summon the birth of light, this blood transformed into pure gold.
As the seven Sacrificial withered away...
Countless rays of light converged in the void, coalescing into a golden portal.
"Lord Divine... will you successfully descend?"
Batu held his breath, watching the Array Patterns formed by the seven Sacrificial with tension.
The golden portal was slowly pushed open.
A figure shrouded entirely in Blazing Light emerged from the void, the light so intense that those aboard the Cloud Ship could hardly gaze upon it.
Including Meng Xizhou.
"It succeeded!"
