Three days later, outside the Holy Realm.
"Finally back, huh..."
Jiang Yan was about to step forward when his expression suddenly changed. He saw ripples spreading across the protective array, slowly opening up from both sides.
A large group of powerful deities flew out from within, bowing respectfully from afar with excited expressions.
Losia, Tina, Li Miaolin, and others who remained in Holy Spirit City were among them.
"Holy Lord, you've returned."
"Lord God."
"Get up, what brings you here?"
Jiang Yan glanced over and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.
“Three days ago, Her Majesty Losia sensed your presence reappearing in all realms, so everyone returned from their respective realms ahead of time and waited here.”
Li Miaolin stepped forward with a smile to explain.
She wore a long white dress, the hem adorned with patterns outlined by holy light. She stood gracefully. Her god-like strength, combined with the majesty cultivated from long-term control of the Holy Spirit City, all melted into her eyes, which shone with longing and joy.
"So it was her."
Jiang Yan suddenly realized.
After achieving godhood, Loshia's strength was already infinitely close to the supreme level. Her divine sense could sweep across all the heavens and myriad realms at any time, so she could naturally discover his whereabouts.
"Let's go back to Holy Spirit City and talk about it later, so as not to scare others."
Jiang Yan glanced around and smiled.
The Holy Realm, now the center of all realms, has completely replaced the City of Freedom. Every moment, countless beings from different worlds come to pay homage or seek opportunities, and many realms have even set up training grounds for newbies within the Holy Realm.
At this moment, countless living beings are prostrating themselves on the ground in the distance, praying devoutly.
Even though the gods deliberately restrained their oppressive aura, their mere presence in this space was enough to make those below the level of lower gods dare not move.
With a gentle wave of his hand, he used the power of spatial laws to outline the scene, and instantly, the scene beneath everyone's feet changed, and they arrived in the main hall of the Holy Spirit City.
"Congratulations to the God Lord on his great progress in strength."
Upon seeing this, "Space God Lord" Helenzor's eyes flickered slightly.
This level of skill is already comparable to his; clearly, the other party has reached a supreme level and can fully utilize the spatial law power he contributed.
"Congratulations to the God Lord on his great progress in strength."
The other deities from various systems also stepped forward to offer their flattery.
"It's just an advancement to the highest level; it's still a long way from being above the highest level."
Jiang Yan shook his head slightly and looked at everyone, saying, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Since everyone is here, how have the preparations been going over the past few years?"
Upon hearing this, the group exchanged glances, and Loshia stepped forward first, saying:
"Holy Lord, as you instructed before your departure, all legions of the Holy Light pantheon are expanding their forces on a large scale."
"Over the past five years, a total of 12.83 million people have passed the assessment of more than 30 trial stars and been baptized into becoming two-winged angels. Currently, there are a total of 43 angel legions, including 40 regular full-strength legions, two special logistics and supply legions composed of auxiliary angels, and one mixed legion that is not at full strength."
"362 million people have passed more than 20 trial stars to become a glorious paladin. The total number of paladins has now reached 410 million."
"The remaining 106 trillion who have passed the tenth level or above have been incorporated into the Hybrid Holy Light Legion and are undergoing unified training."
"Of these newly added warriors, 93 percent are from the original powerhouses of the myriad worlds, and 7 percent are from the real world. However, the number of qualified individuals has been decreasing in the past two years."
"In addition, there are the various pantheons, totaling about 10 billion divine legions. Their strength is all at the high god level."
Loshia reported everything.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Jiang Yan nodded slightly to show her understanding.
When the trials were first opened, hidden powerhouses and geniuses from all the realms participated, naturally resulting in a large number of successful participants. In recent years, however, almost everyone who was supposed to participate has done so, leading to a decreasing number of successful candidates.
After all, not to mention angels, those who can become paladins are one in a trillion, enough to write a legend in an ordinary plane.
"Now that the potential of all realms has been exhausted, we should focus on the real world, increase the cultivation of the god-making sequence, and see if we can still produce some good seedlings."
After a moment's thought, Jiang Yan gave the instructions.
He recalled the final battle against the abyss in the illusion, the endless number of which still haunted him. The current numbers were far from sufficient for the main battlefield.
"Understood, Holy Lord."
Loshia bowed and accepted the order.
"Your Majesty, the necromantic pantheon is also actively preparing for war."
Asar, the supreme commander of the Undead pantheon, stepped forward to report: "According to your plan, out of a total of 320 Great Worlds, 107 have already undergone undead destruction after the transfer of good and lawful life forms."
"Currently, there are a total of 31.2 billion undead with the strength of upper gods, 726.6 trillion undead with the strength of middle gods, 16.7 trillion undead with the strength of lower gods, and more than 1.22 Ganges sands in terms of strength below the god level."
"The number is more than I expected, but when evenly distributed among the defenses of the myriad realms, especially the high-level combat power, the gap is still quite large compared to the Abyss."
After a moment's thought, Jiang Yan ordered, "Send a portion of our forces to explore those hidden ruins. There should be many remains of powerful gods in those places. Death, Satan, this task is yours."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Lord God, if there is a lack of high-level undead units, our Dragon Clan is willing to provide 12 billion high-level dragon corpses."
At this moment, the Dragon God suddenly stepped forward and volunteered.
"Um?"
Everyone turned to look, their faces showing obvious surprise.
As everyone knows, the third Undead Emperor once asked this old dragon for 50,000 dragon corpses, but the dragon refused. Now, it has actually agreed to provide 12 billion high-level dragon corpses. That number is equivalent to the entire dragon race that has been buried for countless eons!
Jiang Yan was overjoyed.
With 12 billion high-level dragon corpses, combined with the effects of the Undead Replication Field and the Death Knight Racecourse, the final number of bone dragon knights could be a hundred times greater. This number would be considerable even if distributed across all the abyssal defense lines in the myriad realms.
Jiang Yan suppressed his joy and said with an unchanged expression:
"It was one thing to be hostile to each other in the past, but now that you, Dragon God, have submitted to my Holy Light pantheon, how can I desecrate the corpses of your people?"
"No, God. Resisting the Abyss is our shared responsibility, and I believe those lads in the afterlife would support my decision. I beg you, God, to grant my dragon race this honor, so that even in death we may become glorious bone dragons, continuing to shine and radiate light!"
The Dragon God was passionate and inspiring.
"Very well. It's rare to find someone as loyal and devoted as you from the Dragon God faction."
Jiang Yan sighed and turned to say, "Miao Lin, don't forget to write down the Dragon God's achievements. We'll reward them together after we defeat the Abyss."
"rest assured."
Li Miaolin smiled and made a note of it, then said, "I also have some good news to tell you."
"Thanks to the tireless research of the master craftsman, mass-produced equipment has been upgraded to the eleventh level of enchantment, and there are some clues about the twelfth level as well."
"good!"
Jiang Yan's eyes lit up.
The Holy Light Legion, thanks to its ultimate enhancements, is now stronger than it was in ancient times. The only difference is that back then they used equipment with twelve layers of enchantments.
Once this gap is closed, it means that the legion's average combat strength will be far greater than before, and they will have a greater chance of dealing with the Abyss.
"Master Craftsman, how did you do that? Didn't you say before that you were limited by the materials?"
Jiang Yan asked curiously.
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