All the Divine Kings hesitated but in the end, could only let it go.
Celestial Court.
Qianyuan Palace.
A majestic man clad in an Emperor's Robe stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the Three Thousand Lower Realms from above the Nine Heavens.
Dao Patterns intertwined around him, manifesting numerous visions.
As his eyes opened and closed.
It was as if the sun and moon turned, the cosmos unfolded, and all things were born and died.
Within the infinite Chaos Qi, Five-Colored Divine Light flickered, emitting a trace of innate aura.
"Did the Great Brahma Divine King and the others fail?"
Celestial Emperor Qianyuan's gaze remained calm and indifferent, as if all of this had been anticipated long ago.
He spoke no words, only a flash of his gaze.
An Innate Divine Thought flowed upstream in the River of Time, observing everything that transpired in the Lower Desolate Realm clearly.
