And with the ascension of the swamp, a vast explosion of life energy occurred, directly raising the vegetation shrouded in mist to 4 Stars, and the highly poisonous creatures such as snakes, insects, mice, and ants within also saw a significant level up, with their attached toxins becoming even more ferocious.
This was a qualitative tamorphosis.
Lear noticed this, feeling delighted, and subconsciously turned to look towards Weilu City.
With a slight movent of his mind.
A vast surge of Swamp Power began to rise, directly pouring into the city.
The next mont, the aura emitted by the Starry Sky Vine rapidly increased, rising from 2 Stars to 3 Stars.
The entire city was synchronized in ascension, greatly increasing its defense.
Just after completing this, Lear could not make any more moves when he suddenly felt a strong sense of repulsion.
His soul instantly returned to his body.
Upon reopening his eyes, he felt the power within him like a howling gale, erupting magma, and collapsing mountains.
With a gentle wave of his hand, the void directly shattered.
Even standing still, the void was twisting.
The entire space was already unable to withstand his power.
At the sa ti, the surrounding repulsion beca extrely turbulent, as the whole world was rejecting him.
These were the rules of the main plane, not allowing the presence of divine level power.
Lear sensed this, with a complex expression in his eyes.
Reluctantly looking around, the forrly ordinary world now appeared vibrant and colorful.
He saw the surrounding world, with rules densely arranged like precision instrunts functioning.
Those rules woven by the Creator God, this world’s deeper essence...
Taking a deep breath, still wishing to do sothing, but the surrounding space beca sluggish, as if he fell into rcury.
Unable to unfold.
Perceiving this, Lear let out a few bitter laughs, unable to stay.
Without hesitation, he gently waved his hand.
Click~
The void in front shattered, his figure flashed, stepping into it.
The strong sense of repulsion imdiately vanished.
Replaced by a more powerful force surrounding him.
Swamp Divine Kingdom.
Lear felt a strong sense of security flooding in, his mood becoming extrely delightful.
Finally... he took this step!
Ascension!
The Swamp Divine Spirit!
The now fully completed Divine Format operated in his mind, emitting a profound and sacred aura.
The Authority of the Swamp could now exert its full power!
With every move, he could feel the entire world’s swamps transmitting power to him.
However, regrettably... the entire main plane surprisingly had only a little over ten swamps.
And within the endless dinsion planes, there were also only a little over ten, and their sizes were not considered large.
A slight perception revealed that the life residing in these swamps, when totaled, did not exceed two or three million.
Could the swamp have been suppressed to this extent?
Lear thought of the previously inconspicuous Swamp God, feeling sowhat emotional.
As a nature-based Divine Spirit, the Sea God, the Earth Mother Goddess, these were the most powerful.
Swamp, desert, these Divine Spirits with less terrain, belonged to the weakest group.
Always inconspicuous among the gods.
In nurous myths and legends, they had no presence.
But... he looked at the authority he held at the mont.
Swamp: 100%, Wetlands: 100%, Life: 0.1%, Nurturing: 1%, Decay: 1%
Who says a Swamp God can only control the swamp?
Isn’t a swamp also a small world possessing a complete cycle and life system?
The Swamp God wasn’t strong enough before, but that doesn’t an it will remain weak in the future!
Just as he entered the Divine Kingdom, the believers of the Swamp Sect suddenly felt their faith transform from a candle-like glow into a blinding, sun-like radiance!
Even shallow believers, with a little perception, could feel an unattainable, unseeable, indescribably grand power illuminating in their minds.
Able to disperse all darkness, holy and eternal!
That was the breath of a True God, the power of a True God!
More than a hundred tis stronger than before!
In that instant, countless believers’ faith beca incomparably devout.
At the sa ti, the life in the swamps that Lear had not set foot in also sensed a different aura circulating.
The swamps they resided in were cheering, jubilant, welcoming the arrival of their new master.
They could also feel at this mont, their god... had returned!!
Quite a few creatures directly knelt on the ground, praying towards the sky, towards the swamp.
And as long as they prayed, they could sense the divine aura burning like the sun illuminating everything.
That was the aura of their god, indeed, their god had returned!!
Millions of new believers were born, each praying fervently.
And the prayers of these new believers, combined with the power of faith, directly connected to Lear’s mind.
At this mont, he could hear countless people praying, shouting, pleading, acclaiming in excitent.
The emotions of the believers were transmitted without reservation; Lear only felt that the entire world beca exceedingly noisy and frenzied.
The power within him suddenly turned frenzied, almost losing control.
The power of faith was also polluted by the noise, becoming turbid.
Lear sensed sothing wrong, fiercely bit his tongue, and the pain slightly cleared his mind.
Taking a deep breath, he directly transferred the believers’ prayers to the Sacerdotal Faith Departnt.
The next mont, the sound entirely vanished, and his being instantly relaxed.
Those mixed powers of faith also returned to purity.
Thinking of that terrifying cacophony, he felt apprehensive.
Too dangerous.
Lear could feel that if he hadn’t withdrawn promptly, he would definitely be lost in the believers’ prayers.
Those prayers, with imnse Desire Power, and were too many and complex, even capable of reshaping the essence of a Divine Spirit.
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