The crimson wave rapidly engulfed the battlefield, and in no time, it had cleaved the vast battlefield in two.
On one side stood Demon Mountain amidst a surging blood sea.
On the other was a battlefield in chaos and turmoil.
The dividing line was stark.
Standing on the boundary between the two, Lu Yuan found himself uncertain of where to go.
He blinked, looking up at the two divine wills vying for supremacy in the sky overhead, and mused softly, Now... it seems that things are truly fair.
「...」
"What?!"
In the conference hall, a Throne slammed his fist down on the table in shock at the scene before him.
More than one of his peers shared his surprise.
They had just finished a round of discussing the "Ten Thousand God Temple" and wanted to see if a certain someone's initiation ceremony had ended.
To their surprise, it was far from what they expected.
The large screen showed Lu Yuan still enveloped in a pillar of crimson light.
