Noah's sarcastic words had just fallen when, from a nondescript estate nestled in a hidden valley below, a faint crying sounded. The cry was so faint that it would easily be overlooked if not for the Golden Dragon paying special attention.
Yet, with the appearance of the cry, the moonlight radiating from the bright moon in the sky simultaneously reached its peak. The sky was so unusual that many creatures on earth could not help but notice.
Amidst numerous gazes, a vague silhouette emerged, bringing with it the majesty that commanded the reverence of all beings. As this figure gradually became clear, the overwhelming presence descended, though it did not make anyone uncomfortable. It only made any being daring to gaze directly at him subconsciously lower their head.
For beings with sufficient power, like those of the Legend, and those with a sufficiently high status, such as a certain Ancestor Dragon, they could ignore this Divine majesty.
