At the altar, the most prestigious people in the entire Holy Glory Empire waited respectfully.

Quan Yao stood in the center of the stage, dressed in a gorgeous white gown, the long silk flowing smoothly. Her waist-length hair cascaded down her back, and she wore a golden flower with a white core on her head—the Manyu flower, which is the god's favorite.

She is the star of the day, the center of attention, and everyone believes she will be conferred the title of Holy Servant, including herself.

To be a servant of the gods is an honor.

The solemn consecration ceremony is the foundation of a nation's enduring prosperity. Gods cannot be desecrated; only those blessed by the gods can stand on the altar to await the appearance of the sacred crystal and the consecration.

Even the king was no exception.

Quan Zhan knelt below the platform; the knees of a sovereign bent only for the god he worshipped.

Just then, a tall and stunningly beautiful figure walked over from not far away. Her long, ivory-white legs swayed gracefully with each step. Her captivating face showed no emotion, like the most ruthless predator in the deep forest, inspiring both fear and fascination.

She wore a white T-shirt and black casual pants, her long, ink-black hair tied high behind her head, swaying with her steps like a dark elf in the night, alluring yet ruthless.

When everyone saw Princess Quan's attire, they were all furious.

Quan Zhan was even more furious: "Quan Ji! Where is your dress? Dressed like this, do you want to offend the gods' eyes at the Holy Conferment Ceremony? You have no right to be arrogant!"

Quan Ji glanced at him indifferently, then ignored him and stepped onto the altar, standing beside Quan Yao.

To openly disregard the ruler of a country in public.

This action was nothing short of a challenge to the emperor's authority.

Everyone looked grim.

They thought Kwon Ji had gone mad and given up on herself.

The gods can see everything.

Her attire, even more casual than usual, is blasphemous!

The gods will not let her get away with this!

Quan Yao chuckled softly beside her, "Sister, aren't you afraid the gods will be angry with you? Don't drag us down with you. But... the gods won't wrong their most devout believers."

Quan Ji gave her a cold look and said, "Ignorant."

What the gods need is the power of human faith, but that doesn’t mean they care about these formalities.

Moreover, gods... are merely stronger beings—they are one of the conditions for the establishment of a nation. Each god will protect a nation, and when a nation suffers a mortal disaster, the god will be allowed to descend to earth.

In her previous life, Quan Ji ruled seven great empires, waged countless wars, and killed more gods than Quan Yao knew.

Such a low-level worldview is truly hard to understand.

Suddenly, Quan Zhan stood up from below the stage.

He turned to face all his people who were kneeling and worshipping the gods.

"Today, at the Holy Conferment Ceremony, I have good news to share with everyone, which will make our Holy Empire even stronger!"

"As we all know, people with superpowers are among the most elite in the world. They possess all sorts of mysterious powers and knowledge, and are the humans most favored by the gods."

"However... only one person with superpowers will emerge from among countless others, which cuts off the path to becoming a strong person for so many."

"But... such a destiny will come to an end today. I will sing praises to the gods for the merits of Quan Yao, the second princess of my Holy Glory Empire!"

"My dear people, I tell you, from this day forward... everyone can become a superhuman!"

Quan Zhan's expression was one of infatuation and ecstasy, almost exaggerated, as if he had gone mad.

However, the moment they heard the words "everyone can become a superhuman," everyone was excited.

A superhuman?!

That's a symbol of power and strength!