Supreme Great Sun Heavenly Palace.
"Cough cough...cough cough cough..."
Jiang Ding sat atop the throne, receiving the Supremes and Taoist disciples from the seven Star Domains.
The Thunder Palm Seal on his chest remained, through which one could faintly discern the carbonized skeleton and parts of the heart from the lightning, exceedingly terrifying.
His complexion was pale, with rare hints of redness.
He appeared extremely weak, as if his days were numbered.
Yet all the Supremes and Eight Tribulation Venerables harbored no distractions, their hearts filled with loyalty and respect, not daring even a sidelong glance upward, trembling with fear, striving to express their humility.
At the same time, a fervent ambition rose in the hearts of all the Supremes.
In merely the time of a single cup of tea!
The plague troubling the seven Star Domains for tens of millions of years, the many Divine Dao forces devouring the starry expanse, demon race forces, all swept away!
