A broken Golden Tree stood tall in the world between the sea and sky, its golden radiance illuminating two towering silhouettes.
One wore an ebony mask, the other a crimson mask.
Their towering figures were so immense, they seemed to blot out the sun and moon.
Tiny humans knelt trembling on the shore in worship.
Gu Jianlin found it incredulous. He gazed at the murals, attempting to use his profiling ability.
A blood-stained sea, shattered islands, and a scorched sky.
Two Gods gazing at each other beneath the massive Golden Tree.
A man's frenzied laughter.
A girl's stunning beauty, captivating all creation.
Su Youzhu stared at the dome and softly said, "The Qilin Clan and the Candle Dragon Clan—this records an ancient war. Dragons and Qilin clashed over the Azure Sea, their blood staining the entire ocean. Countless islands sank, and tsunamis engulfed the vast ocean. The strength of the Gods flowed from the Ancient Gods, even affecting reality."
