"Is this the Other Shore World?"
The celestial vault was dim, a mist arose at this moment, and forty-five venerate-level beings had already stood here.
The old governor brought Huang Qiuxian, standing at the end of the gods, not making himself the leader, with an extremely serious expression.
He was carefully observing the Other Shore World at this moment, the whole world was shrouded in divine light, obscuring the inner view,
but some Buddha's light, Buddha's charm, and the echoing Brahma sound piercing through could be glimpsed.
Standing beside him, Huang Qiuxian quietly raised his eyes, gazing at those more august figures above the celestial vault, knowing there were Great Powers, even Great Divine Power Users there.
The old governor asked in a low voice:
"Little Huang, are you nervous?"
Huang Qiuxian shook his head:
"In reply to your words, not nervous."
The old governor scrutinized him for a moment, then nodded slightly:
