Above the vast ocean, a streak of golden light fled rapidly.
At this time, sunlight shone universally, and wherever the sun's rays reached, the golden light could thread its way through.
However, the 'god' he was desperately evading was faster, with its sky-covering hand drawing ever closer, enveloping heaven and earth as though intending to grasp the entire world in its hold, leaving no escape for the golden light, no haven to flee to, as if there were no path to heaven and no door into the earth.
But just as this golden light passed over a large island with a radius of a thousand miles, a Bright Giant engulfed in flames suddenly rose into the air from an altar on the island.
At this moment, one could see around the altar hundreds of thousands of people on their knees, their heads touching the ground, motionless.
If one looked closely, they would notice that these people were completely devoid of any signs of life.
