"The world will change. This event will herald a catastrophe if we don't stop it." The handsome bald man stared at the distant sky. Countless realms were forgotten but in his eyes, they were just mere hiding, "It looks like I have to fasten my plans."
He was standing at the apex of the world. However, he still felt everything wasn't enough. The calamity would come soon and he must do something about it.
"God King, what makes you awake at this critical time?" Another ancestor beside the bald man opened his eyes. They were currently in a temple located in the highest peak of Soaring Immortal. His eyes had passed the transcendence and the billions of stars above.
"I don't think I need to explain this to someone of your level, Daoist Friend." God King smiled as he looked at the old man. They were friends for many years and their friendship ran deep.