Chương 512: Ten rains

A god at the absolute peak of this universe seemed like a child before a true god, unable to bear the overwhelming presence emanating from that place. No matter what he tried to do, he couldn't even look directly at the chairs. Each throne was unique, radiating an aura of power and strength never before witnessed. Those thrones were more than mere seats; they were symbols of transcendent authority.

In one of the chairs, an immaterial, translucent, and golden figure appeared, completely devoid of discernible features. No gender, no race, not even a perceptible aura could be identified. It was as if the being present was an existence impossible to comprehend by any logic. Paradoxically, the chair in which it rested exuded a presence greater than its own, something beyond the understanding of most present.