The appearance of the Eighteen Divine Pillars sent shockwaves through the common folk below. Through celestial projections across the sky, they could clearly see the true forms of the Eighteen Divine Pillars. Was this what Immortal Divine beings looked like?
Without giving the masses time to ponder, Fang Wang planted the Heavenly Palace Halberd into the ground, shaking the sea of clouds.
"Tiandao Fangwang, it's not too late to turn back now," the great pillar said emotionlessly, his voice louder than that of the Golden-armored Deity, carrying a sense of indescribable oppression, filled with the mysteries of Divine Skills.
Fang Wang asked, "How should I turn back?"
"Surrender yourself, come back with us to the Immortal Court to face punishment, endure the retribution of the celestial laws, and you may have a chance to join the ranks of the immortals," the great pillar stated, his expression as calm as still water, making it impossible to gauge his inner thoughts.