It seemed that he sensed something unexpected, and the silver-haired man slightly furrowed his handsome eyebrows.
"The seal is weakening, is she going to awaken so soon?"
His voice was gentle and mellow, laced with an indistinct vigilance and seriousness.
Afterward, he turned back, gazing thoughtfully towards the distant southwest.
"What is meant to come will come..."
He sighed softly, as if making some sort of decision.
Moments later, he gently turned in another direction, disappearing into the crowd.
The people around him seemed to react with no surprise at his disappearance, as if he never existed...
...
Fengye City.
A week had passed since the Day of Divine Wrath.
Yes, the Day of Divine Wrath.
People still remembered the golden pillar of light descending from the sky, the Eternal Church vanishing in an instant, and the subsequent strange phenomena in the sky.
