"Click...bang..."
Inside the main hall, the statue beside the abandoned magic array cracked in response, turning into wisps of light that drifted into the world.
The people of the lower realm didn't know why, but they always felt a sense of loss and wanted to cry.
Someone glanced at the sky unconsciously.
An unidentified rain of shimmering specks fell from the sky, creating a beautiful and dreamlike scene.
The light shone on their hands, faces, and bodies.
Before they knew it, tears were streaming down their faces.
He was just crying when he passed away peacefully... why does he want to cry again now? Waaaaah...
"Waaaah... Why are you crying too..."
"I don't know either, sob sob... I just want to cry, I'm so sad, so sad..."
It's more painful than losing my parents.
"Waaaaah..."
I couldn't help it, I absolutely couldn't help it...
At the same time, almost the entire nation wept, including the great King of the Nice Empire.
When a god falls, all things grieve.
This day is a special day; it is the day God returned to heaven, and it is also a day of sorrow for everyone.
To commemorate this day, the beastmen prayed for the gods to come to earth again and protect them, and named it the Prayer Festival.
...
Yu Shuang suddenly opened her eyes.
Now, that bit of divine power has made her the master of this space, taking over the mission of protecting the world below.
Inheriting the old man's divine power also led her to comprehend another, more restrictive path of cultivation.
This is completely contrary to the great freedom and ease she is pursuing in her current spiritual practice.
There's no such thing as this path piercing through the void and allowing one to travel to another world at any time to seek greater opportunities.
It was as if she had been completely frozen in this world.
And here she possesses absolute and supreme power to rule over everything.
To break through the void and escape this world, one must sever ties with it and completely reclaim the world's original divine power.
Moreover, it cannot be without a carrier, that is, a takeover party.
Isn't this just being a scoundrel?
To put it bluntly, this divine power is borrowed from you, not given to you.
She had every reason to suspect that the old man was tired of this world and wanted to run away, so he set a trap here to find a scapegoat.
She didn't believe that the old man was truly dead, given his great power to create the world.
Even a mere fairy like her, who had just qualified to come here, immediately thought of several ways to escape.
Not to mention that great being?
How could someone so stingy with their meager magical power possibly freeze someone completely in place?
Now is the time to quickly cultivate an external avatar to take the blame for this.
She has plenty of time now and won't stubbornly resort to such extreme methods as severing one's immortal soul to harm herself.
The spiritual energy in this space is much richer, so it shouldn't be long before she can cultivate an external avatar.
As time goes by.
Yu Shuang pressed on and finally succeeded in cultivating her first external avatar.
It's a strange feeling; they are of one mind, yet they are two completely different individuals, though essentially they are both her.
She was shocked to discover that as her cultivation improved, the divine power that was morally blackmailing her was also growing rapidly.
It's easy to guess where these growing forces come from.
Today, there are thousands of temples across the continent that enshrine her statues, and countless wishes are sent back to her every day.
I sent her a huge wish list, all sorts of things.
Wait... thousands of statues?
Wasn't there only a few hundred seats when I paid attention last time?
How long has she been cultivating?
...
After making her avatar take the blame, her true self remained in the temple to cultivate and explore a higher realm than that of immortals.
From then on, he traveled the world in an incarnation.
Cultivation knows no time; seventy years have passed without my realizing it.
...
Herl, the great king of the Nais Empire, was old and frail.
During his reign, civilization developed rapidly, and he was sincerely respected and loved by the world. His great achievements will be recorded in history for future generations to admire.
He realized he was getting old when he was in his prime.
Finally, he gave up his illusions and married the daughter of a courtier.
From then on, they had children.
Decades later, the health of this first feudal dynasty king, who had made great achievements, deteriorated.
Every time I wake up in the middle of the night, I see those happy times from my youth when I was learning from the gods how to develop the tribe…
How he longed to see God again...
He was somewhat unwilling to grow old like this.
They were even more unwilling to let their lives end so hastily.
He wanted to tell the gods that he had not disappointed them, and that he had governed the world exceptionally well…
pity…
After God completed his mission and returned to heaven, he never descended to earth again.
However, at the very end of his life, he finally saw the gods as he had wished.
She was still so beautiful, so young, exactly like the goddess in my memory.
A bitter feeling welled up inside me.
I am but a drop in the ocean of her long life...
"My God, have you come to take me back to heaven?"
His aged eyes held a glimmer of hope.
He firmly believed that he could return to heaven with God, become a true messenger of God, and manage the world on God's behalf.
Yu Shuang nodded gently.
She might be able to justify the lies she made in the past.
We could try to preserve his soul and take it to that space, then find him another method of soul cultivation to work as her employee.
The elderly King Hel closed his eyes peacefully.
However, Yu Shuang did not have time to receive his soul.
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