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Golden Crow Thearch's Request

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

That figure looked tall and stalwart as it was enveloped by reddish-gold light throughout, standing above the Divine Sun Cauldron. He was only nine feet tall, but it was as if he could reach the heavens.

Light and shadows swayed around it as space was being created and destroyed, while endless supreme forces converted into divine light and covered that figure. His face could not be seen clearly at all.

"Young fated people, welcome to my tomb."

That figure was so majestic it was as if it could dominate the heavens.

However, his voice was extremely gentle, and he did not feel overbearing at all.

On the contrary, the Thearch's voice was so gentle it was just like he was one of those friendly neighbors. Thus, one could not help but want to get closer to him.

Maybe, this was the so-called "to return to original purity and simplicity"!