Scholar In A White Robe

This is a game of deities.
This is a fallen world.
This is an endless voyage.

Amidst the ruins of a shattered reality, a race known as "humans" dares to stake their existence on the faint glimmer of hope.

"I shall return unto you the trials we once endured," proclaims a man of benevolent smile as he stands atop the pinnacle of the world. With fluttering banners, he gazes upon the radiant tapestry of the cosmos. 

He points a single finger toward the distant stars.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion shatters the silence, echoing across the desolate landscape.

The Divine Throne Of Infinity

But it seems like no matter what happens now, Xu Anjing wouldn't find it strange, nor would her mentality shake in the slightest.


The flashlight was lighting up and then dying, completely contradicting the principles of physics.


Li Changge looked confused, watching the flashlight come back to life and whispered into Xu Anjing's ear, "I think there's something unclean near Fake Yi Lin."


Xu Anjing, once again, wished she could draw an arrow and shoot Li Changge into a porcupine. She glared at him, and with barely a whisper, she muttered, "No one would think you're mute if you didn't speak. If you keep this up, I might even want to run away!"


At that moment, Xu Anjing had forgotten that within the Angel Envoys, they could communicate quietly through the panel.


After Mutou Yi Lin had calmed down "something," the temperature around them warmed up again.


The fleeting "malice" Xu Anjing felt had once again disappeared.


Chapter 563: Injustice Has Its Source and Debt Its Debtor