Xuanyuan Human Venerable's face was fluctuating between light and shade, and the Marshal of Heaven did not urge him, patiently waiting for his decision.
For a long time.
Xuanyuan Human Venerable let out a breath of turbid air, stood up, and walked towards the steps, with each step his sharpness fading away.
When he descended the steps, he appeared utterly desolate, stopping beside the Marshal of Heaven.
"Marshal of Heaven, you are the Commander of Heavenly Gods, having made countless contributions to the Celestial Court, and are regarded as the War God by all living beings. I hope that in the coming years, you can bring less suffering to the Three Thousand Great Worlds."
Xuanyuan Human Venerable said softly, well aware of the consequences of the Heavenly Emperor sending Immortal Gods into the Three Thousand Great Worlds.
Unless an unforeseen event occurs, he, unable to touch the Three Thousand Great Worlds, can only watch the lives suffer, shaking their faith in him.
