Chapter 270: Weren't You Dead?

At that moment, the several-hundred-zhang curtain of light above Asher Jauncy's head shuddered violently. A gentle, golden radiance poured down like a flood, drowning the world. The images of stars and mountains that had been drifting across the light screen melted together, then slowly condensed along the edge of the void. In the span of a few breaths, the light screen faded without a trace. A staircase, wholly wrought in gold, appeared out of thin air. It dropped straight from the horizon and...