The sky was blood red, the wind was howling, and the rain was pouring. It was as if the gods were crying.
Shenshou Mountain, on the high cliff, is a group of four people at the moment. They are all nearly a hundred years old, with gray beards.
The four of them stood in a row on the edge of the cliff.
These four people wore the same red robes, held green jade staffs, and glared at the sky with burning eyes.
Directly in front of the four people, directly above the cliff, stood a man in green.
The man looked young, about twenty years old. But his temples were already gray, and his long hair was like snow, flying messily in the wind.
"Witch Lin Yueyuan, can you accept the punishment?" The young man shouted.
Not far above the man, in a sea of fiery clouds in the sky, there was a petite figure, which seemed to be a girl.
The girl is dressed in white and has colorful wings on her back. The wings flutter slightly and she can also stand in the air.
Moreover, she has a golden halo all over her body. At first glance, she looks like a goddess descending from the sky!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
