Yuan Shan Temple.
The eyes of the Divine Statue shone with light.
"Truly, Yuan Shan City, which bears the Great Luck of the Human Clan, can only be contained by him against this catastrophe!"
"However, the catastrophe itself also arises because of him, so naturally, it should be resolved by him as well."
"It seems that in Qifeng Prefecture, the 'Tribulation Ash' that left Yuan Shan City can now be ignored."
"If they could have a say within Tribulation Ash, the catastrophe would not have extended to Yuan Shan City."
"Mentioning 'His' venerated title brings calamity, not only to destroy Yuan Shan City but even this Divine Spirit of mine is to fall."
"Surviving the ancient catastrophe, yet in these times, I am nearly cast aside as a loose pawn."
The eyes of the God of Yuan Shan dimmed.
The Great Temple Priest stood before the Divine Statue, letting out a long breath.
It seems the catastrophe has been suppressed!
He doesn't know what this catastrophe is!
