In the holy temple.
This supreme holy temple of the Holy Tan Realm is the end of everything.
The ground here is paved with gold, resplendent and indescribable in its splendor.
Even shadows of people cannot be cast.
Golden particles float in the air, seemingly echoing the laughter and joy of countless beings, enveloping the entire temple.
Yet they are all trampled underfoot, merged with the gold.
Only the rising golden mist surrounds the cloud terrace illuminated by holy light on the dome of the temple, and an old man in white robe, with a compassionate face, perched above the cloud terrace.
The old man's expression is calm, without joy or sadness.
He spoke to the kneeling figure in golden armor below:
"The heretic has arrived."
"Strong and invincible."
"But he is very compassionate, only through his compassion can we defeat him."
The head of the warrior in golden armor lowered further upon hearing this.
He understood the meaning of the Divine Envoy.
