A butterfly with an exquisite form had two illusionary wings sprouting from its back.
The circle around this imposingly dependable figure also started to spin. It was as though something was about to happen.
But when she saw this, the woman with the cold expression but gentle eyes started to bow sincerely and chant softly. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes and landed on the white jade floor of the vast hall.
"The Totem God is finally about to evolve to the second form! It is now certain that Lord Saint has awoken!"
The woman's expression suddenly hardened.
"The eight ants from Tower Canon are probably going to wake up from their slumber soon as well. The cheek of them to wake up at the same time as Lord Saint! I hope the mortals from this Class 3 civilization won't impact Lord Saint. Otherwise, in spite of Lord Saint's order for Epoch God Palace not to affect the mortal world, we will have to step in to eliminate this Class 3 civilization!"