A warship stopped a hundred thousand miles away, with only one person disembarking and coming to the sacred land of the Celestials Clan, before entering the City of the Heavens.
This was a Celestial God, clad in a black robe, shrouded in dark radiance, his complexion pale as snow without any healthy flush of color, resembling a walking corpse.
He was a person from the Nether Race, hailing from the Netherworld, and had been promoted to the Realm of Celestial God many years ago. Even so, a gloomy aura of death still lingered around him.
"I invite myself unbidden, please forgive my presumption," he said with a smile, but this only served to make his pale face seem even more unnatural, with an ice-cold aura stirring.
"A distinguished guest arrives unannounced, forgive us for not greeting you from afar," said a high-ranking figure of the Celestials Clan, cupping his fists in salute. Despite any feelings of displeasure, they knew they had to deal with the situation.
