The night is very short.
Gu Shen walked along the Ning River, and he felt he hadn't walked long before dawn broke.
The first light of dawn fell upon the Ning River, reflecting a myriad of golden scales.
At sunrise, news of a sunset in the West Continent spread through the deep water area. The power of the Divine Throne is undoubtedly formidable, but it cannot hide from the world. As long as one person knows, it means that millions will know... The Light Church finally released the news, more decisively and resolutely than Gu Shen anticipated.
"The Light God's Seat is unwell, suddenly and severely ill, all port cities along the coast of the West Continent have lifted anchorage restrictions."
"The temple has sent out invitations, inviting heroes from all over the world into the West Continent. Anyone entering the city has the opportunity to attempt to refine the 'Light Fire.'"
These two pieces of news almost ignited the entire deep-water area of the Five Continents.
