There is a Monster Saint standing in the shadows. The shadow spreads over his Concept Saint Body like a tide, and the next moment, this monarch emits painful roars, his Holy Body reshaped and ascended on the spot.
In just a blink of an eye, a Monster Monarch, under the influence of shadow authority, stands as a True King on the spot.
Monarch, Great Lord, True King, each step is reaching the sky.
Yet at this moment, even a powerful True King seems to be just a byproduct of the authority's power. A drop of water from the authority of the Universe becomes an immortal True King!
"Is this... the authority of the Universe, the supreme power?"
The Divine Brilliance Saint murmured, both shocked and fearful.
Fortunately, not many True Kings were born from the aftermath of the authority;
Fortunately, the Three Filthy Sons will soon be taken down;
Otherwise, they can't even imagine how the war would be fought.
