The image freezes here.
"That's more like it... Never mind, I won't ask the various realms for portrait usage fees."
"However, it seems that the various realms have indeed reached an agreement with the ancient gods of each system. Indeed, this is the last era, and the ancient gods have nowhere to escape now."
Jiang Yan pondered for a moment, realizing it was necessary to visit the Divine Tower first.
"Miaolin, I'll take you to Holy Spirit City. I've already given instructions to my subordinates there; they will assist you."
"Okay, then be careful." Li Miaolin nodded obediently.
"Don't worry." Jiang Yan smiled slightly and opened the faith channel.
A beam of light enveloped the girl and projected across space, disappearing in an instant.
Jiang Yan's smile gradually faded as he looked at the latest news from the multi-dimensional interface panel.
[Lord Jiang Yan, please proceed to the 90th floor of the Abyss Battlefield as soon as possible to activate the Divine Tower and usher in a new era.]
This important moment needs your witness.
The ancient gods have all arrived; they await your arrival.
"Then let them wait."
Jiang Yan gently tapped his staff. The Angel Heart on his chest shone brightly, and Anna, Losia, and the others appeared beside him.
At the same time, the soil at the very bottom of the Bone Sea Hell churned, and the Grim Reaper and other undead gods appeared.
"Holy Lord/Emperor." The crowd bowed.
"No need for such formalities."
Jiang Yan sensed the location of the subordinates in the City of Freedom, waved his hand to unleash a beam of faith, and said calmly:
"Come with me to meet those ancient gods."
...
Meanwhile, on the 90th floor of the Abyss Battlefield.
The world is completely different now.
The rampant demonic energy vanished, and the shattered space was restored to its original state.
Towering structures, seemingly endless in their height, reach straight to the heavens, radiating divine light.
They are arranged in a specific order.
The power of the laws interconnected, forming an unfathomable and powerful magic array that firmly suppressed the land beneath their feet.
Countless abyssal demons roared and struggled at the bottom, but could not break through even half a step.
At this moment, at the top of most of the towers, stood a powerful true god of immense divine might.
Their expressions were indifferent, and the flow of their aura emanated the laws and truths.
"I heard that the laws of holy light and the laws of the dead in this era have favored a mortal."
A burst of fire exploded in the sky, followed by a rumbling sound.
"Mortals... Endless years have passed, and even these two powerful pantheons have fallen?"
"It seems they are no longer worthy of occupying 801 divine positions."
A chilling gust of wind followed the sound, biting cold to the bone.
The speaker was suspended atop a tower shimmering with blue light.
Wind God Lord - Orifion.
"decline? Let me remind you. Neither of the supreme beings of those two pantheons is dead."
At that moment, a strange being whose appearance changed between that of a child and an old man chuckled.
His voice was sometimes childish and sometimes aged.
Upon hearing this, the flow of laws throughout the entire space paused for a moment.
"Is that true? Didn't they perish in the abyss?!"
"Heh heh, one of my true gods has fallen because of this."
The Time God was still shaken, and there was one thing he didn't say.
After discovering it, he personally used divine magic to infiltrate that branch of the timeline.
If we hadn't prepared a backup plan beforehand, and if the opponent hadn't gone all out, we almost wouldn't have made it back!
"So, that brainless humanoid tyrannosaurus rex is still alive?!"
As the intense red clouds dissipated, the fire god's two burning eyebrows involuntarily creased together.
"That elusive old codger isn't dead either?"
A tornado unconsciously rose beside the Wind God's legs—a divine skill: Wind Rises from His Feet.
"Where is that crazy guy who likes to kill people?"
"And that monster who's ruthless enough to eat even supreme artifacts?"
"That guy who's always cheating!"
"And there's more..."
For a moment, the gods forgot about maintaining their lofty demeanor and began to discuss amongst themselves, naming all eight supreme figures of the two pantheons.
"quiet."
On the divine tower representing space, space itself flipped and folded, and a true god whose face was obscured spoke indifferently:
"So what if we're not dead? Now everyone has lost their place of faith, and the Netherworld has been shattered by the Lord of the Abyss."
"Without the support of a powerful divine system, we are all on the same starting line, so what is there to fear?"
"Do you perhaps believe that your respective divine authority is inferior to that of the Holy Light and the Necromancer pantheon?"
"That's true."
The gods seemed to be deep in thought.
The power of the Holy Light pantheon largely stems from its vast faith base.
The Necromancer faction even has its own dedicated track.
If they can gain the upper hand in this era, they may very well become the second Holy Light pantheon.
The Space God glanced around, a slight smile playing on his lips, and continued to tempt, "Moreover, the original Holy Light and the Undead God Lord have both perished; this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
"We will never allow a fourth being above the highest level to appear."
Upon hearing this...
The Dragon God recalled how the Undead Emperor, relying on his supreme power, had forcibly taken away 60,000 dragon corpses and even forcibly marked them with his claws.
The Fire God remembered how the Undead Emperor forcibly seized the remains of the Fire God and disrupted his youngest daughter's birthday banquet.
The water goddess remembered that her neighboring Destiny Goddesses had been slaughtered by the Archangel of Heaven, leaving not even a bone behind.
Earth God...
All the true gods' expressions turned grim, and they all agreed, "That's right, we must never allow anyone above the highest level to appear again."
"Except for myself," each god silently added in his heart.
“Very well, I have a suggestion. I can sense that the Holy Light and the Undead pantheon are about to arrive. How about we join forces to give them a warning?” the God of Space suggested.
"What should we do? The other realms won't allow us to actually take action here."
"Listen to me..."
...
Three hours later.
Suddenly, a huge crack tore open in the dome of the 90th level of the Abyss Battlefield.
A golden beam of teleportation descended.
The gods were moved and hovered atop their respective divine towers. Behind them, the vast and boundless divine kingdom opened a small opening, vaguely revealing the countless divine guard legions and gods sleeping within.
Their individual divine powers merged into one, pressing upwards together.
Under immense pressure.
As the golden light faded, the illusory images of divine mountains emerged.
Jiang Yan stood at the entrance to the divine kingdom, his eyes gleaming, without taking a single step back.
The majestic sacred mountain and the phantom images of the four hells appeared.
The two divine towers below automatically flew up and landed at Jiang Yan's feet, complementing the divine kingdom.
On the left, Losia's expression was cold. Behind her, a portal of holy light opened up, and three twelve-winged angels and ten six-winged angels were vaguely visible, leading an uncountable legion of angels in formation.
The Grim Reaper on the right had somehow already grasped his scythe.
A towering phantom stood silently behind him, its gaze icy, its chilling scythe seemingly poised to strike at any moment.
Due to the restrictions imposed by various realms, no one can actually make a move here.
—But that doesn’t include Death. At worst, you can just play dead after you’ve made your move.
Jiang Yan's lips curled slightly upward as he said softly:
"You all are so enthusiastic!"
...
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