Over the azure, crystal-clear lake.
A four-armed man stood silently. He was only one meter sixty-seven in height, yet his intangible aura was vast and unfathomable, especially with those four arms, which seemed to have an air of being out of sync with the surrounding world.
"Four Divine Kings."
"Four Divine Kings."
"Four Divine Kings."
On the lakeshore, dozens of figures whispered fervently.
Two hundred years ago, the Four Divine King's power already far surpassed theirs.
Now, two hundred more years had passed, the gap only grew larger and wider.
"Is Tianmen about to open?"
The four-armed man, the Four Divine King, slowly opened his deep-set eyes and spoke calmly.
"According to the time of this Two-dimensional World, in another two months, Tianmen will open," the leading figure by the shore quickly replied.
Tianmen opened once every ten thousand years, this was the greatest event in this Two-dimensional World, at that time, countless powerhouses would come to observe.