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Before long, laughter reached the ears of the two misty figures. It came from the summit of a towering peak. There were many creatures around the mountain, likely all from the same species.
The two figures exchanged glances, and one of them drew a longsword. “Shall I?”
“Whatever.”
“Actually, I don’t like bullying weaklings.” As the words fell, so did the sword.
The void fell silent as the sword returned to its sheath.
There was just a soft sound, and the laughter abruptly stopped. The entire universe seemed to split in two. The mountain peak slid smoothly in the direction of the sword slash, falling towards a lake below.
From every direction, countless creatures stared on blankly, their mouths hanging open. It was as though the universe itself had been severed.
Two figures rose into the air, and their attention immediately fell upon the two misty figures. “Who are you?”
The misty figures stood where they were without moving.
The mountain peak crashed into the lake with a deafening sound.
“Just who are you?” The two figures slowly descended, warily staring at the mist.
It was not difficult to slice through the void. What was impressive was that neither of them had sensed the attack in advance. They had only realized what was happening the moment the mountain peak was severed.
If that sword slash had not been aimed at the mountain peak, but instead at them… they did not dare imagine the consequences, and that terrified them.
The mist parted as a figure emerged. “I will allow you one attack.”
“Who are you? Why are you targeting us? You should also belong to the Divine Palace, right?” The one who spoke was the god of this territory, as well as one of the creatures that had been laughing.
“I will count to three, giving you one chance to attack. One.”
“Just who are you?”
“Two.”
“Attack now!” The second god urged the first. That creature’s mouth suddenly opened wide as it let out a roar. A deep radiance erupted from its mouth, blasting towards the mist. It was accompanied by coiling halos.
Within the mist, a sword slash emerged.
There was a whoosh, and the void was again split asunder. At the same time, the deep radiance was severed as well.
The light exploded, transforming into countless specks of light that rained down.
The creature was horrified. How was this possible? It had accumulated this light power over the course of countless years. Even a divine envoy had once praised it, stating that the only Dukkhans capable of enduring this attack were the Origin Realm gods.
Could this being actually be an Origin Realm god?
The second god was similarly horrified.
A voice spoke from within the mist. “Is that all?”
“Your Excellency, who are you?” The creature’s tone of voice had changed completely. It knew that it had encountered an existence that it absolutely could not resist.
“You as well. Attack. You only have one opportunity.”
The second god that stood behind the first was the god of the neighboring territory. Upon being called out, it immediately replied, “This junior is absolutely no match for you, Senior. Please tell us how we have offended you. We are willing to make amends.”
The sword slowly rose within the mist, its blade eventually pointing straight at the two gods. The edge flickered sharply.
The very next instant, the sword was sheathed again, while pieces of both gods’ bodies had been sliced off. Their blood spilled across the ground.
The two endured the intense pain while slowly kneeling down. They did not dare to make even the slightest sound. This last slash proved to them that, if this misty figure wanted to kill them, a single attack would be more than sufficient.
“You really are weak.” A disappointed voice came from the mist. After a moment, it turned back to the second mist that had not made a move. “Shall we go?”
A voice came from that second mist as well. This one sounded slightly more weathered. “Let’s go.”
“Remember, we come from the Godless Territory,” the voice spoke from the mist one last time before leaving with the other mist.
Only after the two hidden figures were gone did the two gods react. They looked at each other. The Godless Territory? How could that be? Does the Godless Territory actually have such experts?
Judging from what had been said, the second misty figure should be roughly as strong as the one that had drawn the sword.
What kind of beings had entered the Godless Territory?
***
The Godless Territory did have altars, though not many.
At this moment, an altar trembled. Mist appeared, only to disperse and reveal two people. One was the Azuresword Sovereign, Xian Tong, and the other was Gu Duanke. Both were expert swordsmen.
Since Lu Yin had to send some people to warn his neighbors, he had naturally sent the best swordsmen.
Also, these two were not considered the strongest human Dukkhans. There were others who stood above them, but there was no need for them to get involved. These two were enough.
Beside the altar was another mass of mist. It was there specifically to guard the altar and to prevent any creatures from suddenly entering the territory without humanity knowing about it.
Xian Tong and Gu Duanke returned, nodded to the guardian, and then proceeded towards the megaverse ahead of them.
Before long, they met with Lu Yin.
“Greetings, Lord Lu.”
“Greetings, Lord Lu.”
Lu Yin looked at them. “Hmm. How was it?”
Xian Tong said, “Only I needed to take action. I swung my sword three times: once to announce ourselves, once to defeat their attack, and once to intimidate them. It was all very simple. The targets seemed to barely have any cultivation experience whatsoever.”
Lu Yin looked at Gu Duanke, who smiled and agreed, “Very weak.”
Lu Yin nodded. The average strength of the Divine Palace’s cultivators fell far below that of the region of the Aevum Inch that the Trio had left. Most relied on the power granted to them by the Divine Palace, much like the Sixth Mainland with the imprints of their powerhouses. That had been an almost fully unified cultivation system. The stronger the system, the stronger the civilization as a whole.
The Divine Palace did not share particularly strong methods. Almost every creature that Lu Yin had encountered fought using their own means, so what mattered was still individual combat ability.
When a creature’s innate ability encountered the suppression of the Divine Palace’s cultivation system, the final results were exactly what humanity was seeing. Creatures were able to neither develop their own civilization’s strength, nor personally grow stronger by following the Divine Palace’s cultivation system. Consequently, creatures were destined to only be mediocre.
Despite having warned his closest neighbors, Lu Yin had no worries that word would reach the Divine Palace. Being assigned these territories served as proof that the two had no real connections inside the Divine Palace.
Besides, even if they could send word to the Divine Palace, it would not matter. The Divine Palace would not pay any attention to these remote territories.
This was something that Lu Yin had learned after Possessing multiple gods, and it was how he had come up with the goal of replacing the Divine Palace and using it as a shell for his human civilization.
The Divine Palace had rules, and yet it also had none.
Lu Yin then raised his hand and brought out his die again. He would use the power of Void to roll it.
He had already mastered Void, but he still did not know the cultivation method for Origin.
He was in no hurry. Once the Immortal golem became a divine envoy, it would be able to share that method with him.
Humanity’s powerhouses were all recovering their strength. According to Green Lotus’s estimate, he would need about 1,000 years to fully recover.
In that case, humanity would continue to lie low for 1,000 years.
The die slowly came to a stop: five pips. Again. One pip. Again…
By constantly Possessing various Void Realm gods, Lu Yin was rather eager to eventually Possess Yan Gong. Unfortunately, he had already broken through to become an Origin Realm god.
The more Void Realm gods that Lu Yin Possessed, the better he understood certain matters. There were certain things that weaker cultivators simply could not know.
For example, the taboo regarding the Mirari Realms.
The Mirari Realms stood on the banks of branches of the River of Aeons. As long as there was a River of Aeons, there could be a Mirari Realm, and the rivers within the Divine Palace’s domain were no exception.
However, the cultivators of the Divine Palace would never cultivate in the Mirari Realms. According to their understanding, doing so was forbidden. The more that one cultivated in that place, the greater the misfortune that they would suffer.
Learning about this taboo gave Lu Yin chills. Humanity had repeatedly relied on the Mirari Realm to elevate their strength, and they had seen great success. Even though time was stopped within the Mirari Realm, it never truly stopped. Time still flowed according to the River of Aeons’ main stream, and that created a paradox between the frozen time of the Mirari Realm when one cultivated there and the passing of time of the River of Aeons’ main stream.
Lu Yin did not know the exact reason for this taboo, but he had become cautious of the Mirari Realm. Any cultivation method that could be considered a shortcut could potentially lead to complications. The Mirari Realm’s frozen time was like this, as were the “Luck” characters that he had relied on before.
In that case, did cultivating karma follow this same pattern? All of these were powers of the Primacy Paths.
***
It was a rather special day for the Divine Palace. Countless living beings craned their necks outside the palace, eager and anticipating. A fourteenth gate had appeared on the palace, and that meant that another divine envoy had appeared.
Countless creatures wanted to know about this new divine envoy.
Some combat gods who were not supported by any divine envoy were even more anxious. If they could gain the approval of this newly promoted divine envoy, they would gain the backing of someone at the top of the Divine Palace. After all, the current balance had long since stabilized, which made it difficult for most combat gods to join a faction. This was a unique opportunity.
Yan Gong led Yan Zhong to wait outside of the new, fourteenth gate. There were also several other combat gods already present.
“Father, we are already supported by Divine Envoy Shuang Luo. Isn’t it inappropriate for us to welcome this new divine envoy like this?” Yan Zhong was nervous.
Yan Gong explained, “It does not matter. If we can ingratiate ourselves with this new divine envoy, we can simply report to Divine Envoy Shuang Luo that we are drawing in a new ally. Within the Divine Palace, the thirteen divine envoys are not united. A new divine envoy means a new potential ally. Look at everyone around us. Which one of them lacks the backing of a divine envoy? Why else would they stand here?
“Those who are not supported by a divine envoy simply lack the qualifications to welcome this newcomer.”
Yan Zhong nodded and then muttered to himself, “I hope that this new divine envoy is easy to get along with.”
Yan Gong peered into the distance. Not a single divine envoy was easy to get along with. After all, they were all Immortal beings, which made them fundamentally different from other creatures.
Those beneath the Immortal realm were beings that could die at any moment, while Immortal beings only cared about those on the same level, or existences that might break through to become Immortal beings.
To put things simply, it was all about benefits. Even emotional attachments were built on the exchange of benefits.
Before long, the phantom image of the fourteenth gate rose up, expanding and growing larger. As that happened, the illusory image of a new tower appeared within the Divine Palace, shooting straight into the sky. This was the only chance a divine envoy would have to surpass the lord of the Divine Palace. After one officially joined the Divine Palace, their tower would return to its original condition, forever remaining subordinate to that of the lord of the Divine Palace.
The eruption of the phantom gate meant that the new divine envoy had arrived.
As countless beings stared, some expectant and others nervous, a stone creature slowly emerged from the void. It was none other than the Immortal golem.
After leaving the human civilization, it had set out on a path to join the Divine Palace. The process was not important. The result was that it had become the fourteenth divine envoy.
It saw its grand welcome. It saw all of the various creatures gazing up at it with reverence and awe.
The golem felt incomparably satisfied.
How long had it been since it had last experienced this? It could no longer remember. Ever since it had been captured and shoved into Manifest City, it had not been able to enjoy this sort of treatment. After leaving Manifest City, it had immediately been suppressed by the humans, and it had been reduced to serving as the gatekeeper of Manifest City. Although it had successfully avoided several of humanity’s wars, it had ultimately still been forced by humans to join this Divine Palace.
The golem had initially resisted the idea, but as it learned more about the Divine Palace, it had discovered that it actually wanted to join more and more.
Even though the Divine Palace was a colossal organization, the golem received considerable respect.
Its status as an Immortal being had been verified, while its combat strength had been disregarded. Of course, the golem believed itself to possess quite the impressive combat power.
The Divine Palace had demonstrated every possible concern. Whatever resources the golem had needed, it had received. The attitude shown to it was as respectful as could be. It was truly wonderful.
It was glad that it had been the one chosen by the humans to join the Divine Palace. At least it could spend a period of time very comfortably in this place.