This mother of destiny stretched out her white jade-like hand to salvage a strand of silk thread from that river, and waved her hand, the golden river disappeared in an instant, except for the eleven gods who ascended to the seat of the main god, the rest of the gods' hearts instantly rose a wave of loss, their own destiny seemed to have become confusing and unpredictable again in that instant.

The strand of silk thread in Goddess Nyx's hand belonged precisely to Astraeus, the ...