The stars descended upon the world, and everyone looked up in anticipation.
Suddenly, a vague outline of a humanoid light burst faintly in the sky, and a vast Divine Pressure swept out instantly, causing the people in the square to excitedly kneel in reverence.
"Great Lady Goddess!"
"It's really the Lady Goddess!!"
The believers were both terrified and thrilled as they shouted their worship.
Xia Feng's eyes slightly darkened as he looked up at the sky, wondering in his heart. Could the Black Moon Goddess descend in her current state?
Zorav also knelt, but the face he pressed to the ground revealed a faint smile.
The grace of the Moon Surface—the effect of faking the descent of a deity—was exceptionally good. Even if a Venerable were to come, they might not be able to see through the deception.
This ignorant crowd naturally couldn't figure out anything was amiss.
