A vague silhouette, just barely discernible as a black-armored swordsman, shot into the storm vortex like light, casually shattering the divine arts Wind Prison cast by the two angels, rescuing Maya.
Upon seeing this, Denis’s eyes narrowed.
"It’s him, the Dusk Palace Master."
Though he was a weak wild god on the fringe of the astral world, due to his followers in the Belief Land, he was quite well-inford and had naturally heard of the Dusk Palace Master’s exploits.
Whether it’s slaying level 9, or assembling to kill level 10s, he knew all of it.
Denis understood well that this being, regardless of his future potential to beco a world-shaking figure, was soone he couldn’t afford to provoke.
As a small figure in the astral world, surviving thus far, he naturally understood the Path of Following the Heart.
Although the astral world is a giant, throughout history, so weak god who lacks strength and keeps jumping around the Multidinsional Plane is the easiest to fall...
Those legendary figures often beco renowned for slaying gods with a Level 9 Body.
And those strong gods born since ancient tis wouldn’t care about the life or death of weak gods at all.
In fact.
If it weren’t for the restraint of the Star Ancestor, the enemies these weak gods had to worry about the most were not demons, nor the Nightmare Monarch... but the indigenous great gods of the Thousand Hills Countries!
Unlike Father and Holy Mother.
Denis wasn’t born on the astral world;
he practiced the Faith Path in the Multidinsional Plane and ascended!
The journey was incredibly difficult!
Among the weak gods of the astral world, there were quite a few like him, often called "Lower Gods" by those indigenous great gods.
aning those who ascend from the Lower Realm.
The corresponding concept is "Upper Gods."
Lower Gods basically rely on so acquired divine authority to get started, always being plundered and divided by the indigenous great gods of the astral world. For them, if they could acquire a trace of innate divine authority, they would be extrely joyful.
Thus, the astral world is a besieged city.
Before entering, everyone thought it was a wonderful place, believing they beca gods, only to find it’s not Heaven, but Hell...
But once the bow is drawn, there’s no turning back.
Having entered the astral world, aside from so with extraordinary ans who can use certain secret techniques to reincarnate and re-cultivate to escape this cage.
Most weak gods would be trapped here... for eternity!
During battles with Nightmare and Abyss, they are cannon fodder.
To climb upward, they have to attach themselves to the Upper Gods residing in the Forest of Myriad Phenona and Thousand-Autumn Countries, working for them in exchange for a share of their gains.
Throughout history, reaching the Forest of Myriad Phenona with a Lower God body to beco an Interdiate God is the Maximum, yet there was one exception who beca a powerful god and secured a position in the Thousand Hills Countries, she is: Dream Lady Hillin!
However, that was during Ancient Tis when the astral world was at war with Nightmare, lacking manpower, so the ascension channel wasn’t too strict.
Hillin was from an alien race nad Dream Eater mastering the power of dreams, step by step weaving a path of faith within dreams, stepping into the astral world. Then she relied on her intelligence, wisdom, and charm to start climbing from being a Subordinate God bit by bit.
By coincidence, the Main God of Dream Realm Divine Authority fell into a trap during a battle with the Lost Monarch. As a Subordinate God, Dream Lady seized the opportunity, devouring His remains and divine persona, claiming the divine authority and replacing Him!
Subsequently, she incorporated subordinate gods like Sleep God Chupnos, becoming the leader of this path. The Star Ancestor also implicitly acknowledged her status.
But after that, never again did such a case of a Lower God seizing power from Upper Gods to beco a powerful god occur. Becoming an Interdiate God is already defying odds.
Thinking of this.
Denis looked at that black-armored silhouette and silently turned off the projection.
"Master, did you see who it was?"
Two angels asked.
Denis frowned, speaking coldly:
"It’s the Dusk Palace Master. If you encounter this person in the future, do not beco hostile, or it might lead to catastrophe for the Divine Kingdom, understood?"
The two angels were shocked within.
What? It was him?
Has this man beco so powerful that even the Main God fears him?
"We understand."
"Master, will we just let this matter go?"
Denis nodded.
"Let it go, rember my teachings, lest you seek your doom."
...
Aid the Vast Sea ship, secret room.
The deep red eyes on Levi’s brow gradually dissipated.
He revealed a slight smile, muttering to himself:
"This weak god dared to spy on , but he harbors no malice, quite rare indeed. It seems the astral world still has such cautious gods. I thought they were a bunch of arrogant at worms."
Levi contemplated deeply.
The internal situation within the Four Great Giants is more complex than he imagined.
Sects are nurous, hierarchies strict, and many contradictions.
If he could grasp this point, divide it, or even ally with so temporary allies, it wouldn’t be a bad strategy.
...
Half a year later.
Levi and his party arrived at the Flora Realm.
The silver spaceship docked before Little Wo, hidden in the earth core of a certain plane. The Spider King and Little Rou ca to welco them, overjoyed.
Rowling looked at Little Wo and smiled, "There are even Parasitic Realm Crabs here, not bad. Is this your small stronghold in the Land of Darkness?"
"They are all transcendent creatures I took in, possessing so skills, used for gathering resources and spying on the Council of Ten Thousand Clans, Madam, please co in and sit."
Levi led Rowling inside, the Spider King stole glances with so fear. Levi reassured, "This is my predecessor and neighbor, Lady Rowling."
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