In the midst of the desert, within an underground cavern. The worshiper had just come out and was greatly astonished to see the sky turn red—a sign that something significant had occurred.
The worshipper hurried back into the underground shrine, only to find that the place was, surprisingly, not hot at all.
"Great Death God, I am not aware of what has happened outside, and whether it will affect us."
Within the statue, a supremely powerful being gazed at the sky, their face showing a hint of seriousness.
"A new Divine Spirit has been born. How could a new Divine Spirit have been born when it was all divided and consumed by them? If it weren't for my good luck in obtaining enough essence, this would not have been possible."
What, a new Divine Spirit has been born! The face of the worshiper changed instantly; this was no trivial matter.
