Above the pitch-black cavern, two figures stood amidst the turbulent airflow, their silhouettes enveloped by the howling wind, through which a faint sigh could be heard.
"Alright, I leave this land to you!" said the Decaying Wood God King, his words heavy with significance as Xiao Chen solemnly nodded in response.
"Now that the Palace Master has entrusted this place to you, you should understand that if you want to achieve merits, you must rely on your own strength. The Divine Marquis Palace is already stretched thin, and with the continuous depletion over the years, finding the Spirit Items needed to repair the Great Rift will be up to you!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen nodded. He understood that being given charge of the Great Rift by the Sun-slaying God King also meant bearing tremendous pressure. The safety of the vast lands of the Southern Domain now lay in his hands.
There were too many variables involved!
