The Godly Mountain, home to the gods of this world.
Here was where the Gods ruled over the realm.
On the peak of Godly Mountain stood thirty-three pagodas, each representing a Venerable God. The centermost pagoda was built with the greatest elegance, with countless Daoist patterns orbiting the structure, forming a shield that encased the building within.
"What do you think? Will Cang come?"
An indifferent voice came from a whitish divine pagoda.
It was the voice of the Light God.
"He'll be here. After all, he has said it before himself at the Emperor Mountain. Now that the human race has to endure this catastrophic blizzard, his absence will only spell a year of famine ahead."
"Heh, once he's here, only death shall await!"
"That's right. This is the Godly Mountain, our homeland. It's filled with an abundance of divine power. No one is worthy to be our opponent in this place."
"Besides, Spacetime has set up a trap right here."