A pair of golden eyes as vast as a star floated into view in the void. They were terrifyingly majestic, like those of a supreme god who had existed since the ancient cosmos.0

Yet at this moment, a faint solemnity flickered in those dreadful eyes. As the Seventh Eternal Heavenly God of the Golden Race in the Fourth Primordial Heaven, could its perception of time have gone wrong?1

Sigmund could not help but recall the report concerning Chu Batian, which it had received a few day-cycles ago from the divine region.0

That same human had also defeated Voislav, a peerless prodigy at the peak of the divine king level and once honored with the title of ancient overlord, in the Ancient Arena just one day-cycle ago.0

But to beings like them, even an ancient-titan-level divine king was still but an ant that could be wiped out with a mere thought. Furthermore, though a day-cycle had passed,...0