Time passes.
In the blink of an eye, three more years have gone by.
Today,
streaks of light appear in the sky, stretching across the horizon.
An overwhelming aura blankets the skies, causing fear among all living beings on the stars below.
"So many Immortal Gods!"
"Immortal Gods! Those are the Heavenly Immortals!"
"The descent of the Immortal Gods, our Great Ming is saved!"
…
On Two Pole Star, countless beings, frightened or excited, continuously kneel and worship the Immortal Gods.
To a Jiedan True Man, the beings of Two Pole Star were as insignificant as ants.
Even the strongest Martial Saint was merely at the level of Foundation Establishment and Body Tempering. The Jiedan Realm was far beyond his reach. A True Man could suppress countless beings with a mere wave of his hand.
He would not bother to pay attention.
At this moment, above the star, there is a sky full of True Men.
The Immortal Gods in the eyes of mortals.
