In the Eastern Desolation, high above in the sky, a group of figures was hidden within the Golden Light. Each figure exuded the aura of the True Gods, and each rode atop the Retribution Cloud.
Suddenly, a figure within the Golden Light twisted, appearing extremely agitated.
A man's impatient voice emerged from the Golden Light, "Waiting like this, when will it end? I can't wait any longer. No matter what you all choose, I am going down first to establish merit."
With that, without waiting for others to speak, this person directly controlled the Retribution Cloud and began to descend toward the human region of the Eastern Desolation below.
"Feng Ping, wait."
Another figure within the Golden Light hurriedly tried to stop the impatient man upon seeing him leave on the cloud, but unexpectedly, Feng Ping did not listen and was already flying towards the Eastern Desolation before the words could be uttered.
"Feng Ping, damn it, Feng Ping is gone!"
