Ever since ascending to godhood, the true essence of the world becomes ever clearer, and seldom does one feel instinctive fear toward unknown forces.
The God of Lesser Month also climbed his way step by step to divinity, but at this moment, witnessing the scene before him, he once again felt the fear and insignificance he used to experience at the bottom of this world!
In other words, if he had walked with the Dragon Lord up to that Eternal Floating Mountain just now, all of his dragons—and his own head—would have tumbled down the white salt steps like red rolling stones!
Fresh blood flowed down from the heights, its striking redness delivering a profound psychological shock to the God of Lesser Month, causing his breath to quicken.
He kept retreating incessantly, the scalding Dragon Blood forming a red stream that chased after him.
