"Evidence..."
The Mother Goddess hesitated briefly but quickly made a decision:
"The Patriarch of True Martial, Wang Xu, is now just one step away from reaching Class VI. Once he successfully crosses that threshold, with the aid of the Dragon Transformation Pool, he alone would be enough to annihilate all the deities of my Kingdom of Immortals. Is this evidence sufficient?"
As she spoke, an umbilical cord suddenly curved, like a finger gently pointing in the void.
Soon after, a phantom image rapidly materialized.
In this image, there was an elder with a forehead large enough to resemble the God of Longevity, a God of War with a thousand densely packed arms, and numerous Evil Gods emanating the auras of Divine Masters... So many Evil Gods, as though confronting a great enemy, were surrounding a figure enshrouded in blood energy and bathed in golden radiance from a divine pool.
The image was chaotic, the sound noisy.
