Rehe City, breakfast shop.
Outside the window, the rainwater filled with the smell of rust dripped down along the window eaves.
Though it was obviously summer, the rain in the air inexplicably gave Xu Changsheng a bone-chilling coldness.
"It's true..."
His mind was spinning rapidly as he once again carefully examined the figure in the picture.
Various thoughts flashed by quickly,
'It can't be wrong.'
'Before God descended Revelation and judged the demons of hell, they sat in this stance on the moon's throne, overlooking the world for an entire month.'
But it was this pose that circulated a saying in hell at that time:
The moment this supreme being steps down from the throne...
The game is about to begin.
The world is about to be destroyed!
'Could this pose be for judging the human world beneath?'
'If one had to say that the scholars of these times are deeply sinful, all are demons, filled with filth, then it would make perfect sense.'
