Europe.

Vatican Cathedral.

This cathedral is far less famous than Notre-Dame Cathedral, but the Holy Light is pervasive here, as if angels are singing within.

On the floor are pieces of sacred tiles made of Holy White Stone, engraved with the names of saints from the Church through the ages.

Today, inside the church, rows upon rows of believers stand, holding Bibles!

Their expressions are serene, immensely devout.

It seems they are waiting for someone.

At this moment, an old man in sackcloth, with white hair and beard, dressed in ancient Roman attire, his eyes seemingly flowing with endless time, his aura as deep as the sea.

He is the current Pope of the Church--Frankie,

also an unparalleled strong man ranked second on the Divine List--a Saint.

Plop!!!

At this moment, all believers knelt down with a loud thud, their faces full of fanaticism!

"Welcome, Pope!!!"

The thunderous voice echoed throughout the cathedral, reverberating endlessly.

"Rise."

Frankie stood in place, raising his hand, and the entire cathedral was bathed in the Power of Light, appearing splendidly magnificent.

"Your Eminence, has the Light God made a decision?"

Someone asked the old man.

The eyes of all the believers also looked on expectantly.

Frankie pondered for a moment, his aged face wrinkling, pointing to the side: "Light Holy Son, Mei Kasi."

"Bright Saintess, Wen Wan."

Swish!

At that moment!

The endless Light Divine Radiance gradually dissipates.

All the believers' eyes looked simultaneously in the direction the old man in sackcloth was pointing.

A young white man slowly stepped forward!

This young man exuded a terrifying pressure!

Standing there, it was as if the Light God had descended.

His skin surface was exuding a brilliance that was dazzling, making it impossible to look at directly!

"I, Mei Kasi, am the Light Holy Son."

His voice was incomparably deep, his aura soaring around him, his robe dancing wildly, the momentum as mighty as a mountain spreading throughout the cathedral.

"Hail the Holy Son!"

All believers knelt again, expressions devout.

Mei Kasi proudly raised his head, enjoying the sensation of being beneath only one and above all others.

However, in his eyes flashed a trace of fervor, revealing extreme greed.

Tap tap tap~~~

Footsteps sounded again, and all believers looked on eagerly, suddenly stunned.

A tall woman in a luxurious long robe fringed with blue and gold, a brilliant platinum crown on her head, holding a scepter about two meters long, embedded with countless gems.

Fair skin.

Near-perfect features.

Making her look so different from others.

Especially with the intangible noble sanctity emanating from her, causing people to involuntarily want to bow in worship.

Her eyes were as calm as the sea, slowly walking onto the stage, like a supreme Empress.

She is the Bright Saintess, Wen Wan.

"Hail the Saintess!"

The believers' eyes were fervent, prostrating themselves on the ground.

Frankie nodded in satisfaction, stepped forward, "Let us thank the Light God for His blessing."

Soon, the entire cathedral was filled with prayers.

.....

India.

Golden Temple.

The ancient Brahma God, slumbering here.

A group of Brahma Clan members, standing in unison!

Each one of them with hands clasped together like statues, unmoving!

A statue emanating Divine Light.

It is the Elephant-headed God, the deity of Indian Brahma, said to possess the strength to move mountains, tall and imposing, over ten meters, with muscles knotted like a Jiao Dragon, boundless in strength.

An enormous pressure that chills to the bone, spreading involuntarily throughout the ancient temple.

"Brahma's son, Brahman Man!"

In the sky, six golden characters appeared, filled with infinite majesty.

"Brahman Man?"

All eyes turned to a frail young man present!

At this moment, the corner of his mouth curled with a chilling aura, his eyes revealing a hint of bloodthirsty ferocity.

"I, Brahman Man, will lead the Brahma Clan back to glory."

"Defeat Huaxia!!"

He walked beside the Elephant-headed God statue, spoke with utmost confidence.

"Defeat Huaxia!"

"Defeat Huaxia!"

All the Brahma Clan members shouted with all their might, they had been oppressed by Huaxia Martial Arts for too long!

This time, with the Divine Son born, they will surely show the divine might of the Brahma Clan in the Secret Realm!!!

......

Thailand Witch God Temple.

"This time in the Pacific Secret Realm, I, Wu Xing, will surely stand out, overpowering all others."

"Please, Witch God, grant me strength!"

A man with wheat-colored skin knelt on the ground, looking up at a deity statue.

"Witch God, please grant the Divine Son power."

At this moment, countless people in the Witch God Temple knelt simultaneously, their voices echoing through the tropical rainforest.

"Granted!"

The voice, as if from the depths of the universe, filled with the vicissitudes and vastness of endless time, sounded like the voice of a Spirit God.

"Ahhhh~~~"

Wu Xing's face turned red, a tattoo appeared on his neck, he was filled with a fiery sensation, as if flames were burning within his body.

Boom~~~

Moments later, Wu Xing sprang to his feet.

Crash!"

His surging vitality erupted around him, an overwhelming might enveloping everything.

Everyone felt a heaviness in their chest, the surrounding energy solidifying like an iron plate.

"The Witch God has granted me power."

Wu Xing said in a low, hoarse voice, his body trembling with excitement.

Every face among the Witch God Temple believers was filled with intense joy.

The elderly monk at the forefront asked excitedly: "Divine Son, what should we do now..."

"Pacific Ocean, Huaxia!!!"

...

At this moment, nearly all the superpowers of the world were focusing their attention on the Pacific Secret Realm.

And targeting the defeat of Huaxia's genius.

As these powers were preparing for everything.

Huaxia Capital!

"Brother Ye Tian, I've peeled a grape for you, try it."

Zi Qingcheng's jade hand held a peeled grape, gently placing it by Ye Tian's lips.

"Mm, it's really delicious."

Ye Tian smiled slightly, eagerly placing the grape in his mouth, encouragingly looking at Zi Qingcheng.

Looking at this innocent, sweet face, especially those eyes filled with Qiushui, made Ye Tian's heart melt.

"Then... then I'll peel a few more grapes."

Zi Qingcheng looked up, smiled sweetly.

"Crunch crunch crunch~~~ Hmph, lazy bum."

An Momo was beside, holding a big red apple, took a hard bite, and snorted.

Jealously watching Ye Tian and Zi Qingcheng showing affection.

"Momo, are you jealous? Let me have a bite of your apple!"

Ye Tian leaned over, said with a smile.

"No, peel it yourself."

An Momo turned her head away, said proudly.

Ye Tian, quick on his feet, snatched the red apple, took a bite, and laughed: "Mm, really sweet."

"Sweet, my foot, I don't believe it!"

Having heard Ye Tian's remark, An Momo snorted, satisfied in taking a bite.

Her eyes squinted into crescents, thinking: "Mm, quite sweet."

Time passed.

Today is the day the Secret Realm opens.

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