In the Jaert Region, a black light pillar reached into the sky.

Dark Thea rushed through the void with a terrifying evil power. However, she suddenly hit a formation and was quickly knocked away.

She steadied herself and looked forward in disbelief. In front of her was a lean old man with long snow-white hair and beard. He appeared out of the formation, riding on a green bull.

The powerhouse looked relatively simple and down to earth. He had no fancy energy fluctuations but still emitted a sacred aura. It seemed like he could destroy everything with just the snap of a finger.

“Yin Ancestral God, Hador Delms.” Dark Thea frowned.

Hador asked slowly, “Why are you doing this?”

Dark Thea sighed, “I’ve already severed my emotions and desires. There is no need to persuade me.”

Hador smiled faintly and asked, “Then why do you remember me as your best friend?”

Dark Thea was suddenly speechless.

Hador waved his hand, and colorful energies from the surroundings gathered into 13 forces.