At the onset of Divine Descent, it was merely of the Celestial Humans.
Yet the deity that descends through the limbs is by no means comparable to one borne of will!
Such as now.
In the shattered land of Jin City, flesh slowly emerges from the underground, surrounding an exquisitely translucent finger bone, forming a respectable middle-aged man.
He stands silently there, clearly only showing an energy level of the Celestial Humans, but causes the three Jingpeng Ships to sway slightly, the Sword Furnace to wail!
"The mortal world..."
The respectable middle-aged man murmured softly, his face revealing a faint smile, whispering to himself:
"I have finally arrived in the mortal world—Zhang Fusheng, where are you?"
The great sword furnace in the sky roars down, tearing the entirety of the city ruins apart once more, as three Jingpeng Ships launch their strikes, even the Venerates must retreat!
Nonetheless.
