"They were told that these countless universes and countless worlds never actually belonged to the monks.

Whether it is the past, present, or future, everything and all definitions, in the final analysis, come from God.

It is the gods who divide the world into upper and lower realms.

The lower realm is thick earth, and the upper realm is bright sky.

The frog at the bottom of the well has become the most suitable metaphor for monks at this time."

"So, war... ensued."

"It was a battle between immortals and gods, a battle between the lower world and the upper world, and even more... a battle between thick earth and brilliant sky."

The captain spoke softly and paused for a moment.

Xu Qing instinctively sent out his spiritual thoughts.

"What's the ending?"

"In that battle, Xian won, but also lost." The captain murmured.

"The glorious sky fell, became a taboo and was sealed, the way of heaven was raised, and the rules were redefined. This was a manifestation of the victory of the immortals, but it was also at that time that the immortals from the lower world knew a desperate truth.

The infinitely large Huangtian is just a great divine realm of gods.

And in this vast upper realm, there are many great gods like this... Huangtian is just the tip of the iceberg, and it is far from the strongest.

This place truly belongs to the gods."

Having said this, the captain turned his head and looked into Xu Qing's eyes.
Chapter completed!