Su Ming'an walked forward, his cheeks pale like a stone statue, only his lips retained a faint red.
Staring at the church draped in gold and blue, for a moment, he felt as if something had overlapped at this moment.
He had a flash of inspiration in his mind and suddenly realized something.
The moment he realized this, a strong shock made him stand still in place.
"Wait..." he murmured in disbelief, terrified by the fact he had just realized.
At this moment, the deity announced to all the people of the Holy City, their voice rumbling and echoing:
"Everyone, the Holy City has ascended to beneath the starry sky—from now on, we will forever float in the high skies."
"Dieying is gathering all its strength, trying to prematurely merge ten thousand world lines and completely destroy The World of Old Days. Our response method—separation. Let the Holy City rise into the sky, completely breaking away from the limitations of 'The World of Old Days.'"
