Chapter 1709: Chapter 1261: Divine Realm, Like a Dream._2
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However, Long Yi just entered the passage, and then passed through it. The gods guarding here were first stunned, then shouted loudly: "We’ve been tricked! This guy has sufficient Divine Status to pass through! He’s just been suppressing it all along!"
A group of gods cried foul, but Long Yi couldn’t hear them anymore.
In the eighth ring, what first greeted Long Yi was not the Divine Text, but a large group of gods guarding the exit. When Long Yi appeared, these gods immediately charged at Long Yi, trying to kill him instantly and seize his Divine Status. But Long Yi raised his hand, and a terrifying surge of Divine Power burst forth, instantly exploding all of the gods in the air, their Divine Status vanishing into thin air.
Then, Long Yi finally came to his senses.
He had been in the midst of the tremors of teleportation just a moment ago, completely unaware of what was happening. What had just happened was purely instinctive.
Divine Status Shatter.
This was the ability that Long Yi had used with a raise of his hand. It was not Magic, not Divine Text, and not rule, but solely... Divine Status Shatter. This world was created by me, even the gods were created by me, even the Divine Status was created by me, everything here belongs to me, so I can do this.
Snap!
Long Yi forcefully slapped his own face to wake himself from this blind arrogance.
No, to be precise it was not arrogance, but an inexplicable sense of nostalgia.
Yes, nostalgia.
Because he had just received a journal, and this journal was written by himself, most importantly, the content of this journal proved that he was indeed the one who created the Divine Realm.
Arrogance?
Not at all, because every line in the journal was filled with a sense of defeat.
Surprise?
Not at all, because Long Yi had already vaguely begun to suspect the relationship between this whole affair and himself during the two encounters with the messages left by his past self.
Long Yi was still pondering who could be the character tying everything together; now he knew, it was himself. However, there were greater enemies waiting for him in the distance, and more significant puzzles yet to be solved, so now was really not the time for arrogance.
Numerous Divine Texts emerged from afar, continuously gathering towards Long Yi. This spectacle perturbed the entire eighth ring. Although Long Yi couldn’t feel it, the gods of the eighth ring could sense the presence of these Divine Texts because each piece of Divine Text signified a terrifyingly powerful Divine Status. The gods tried to use all their power to intercept the Divine Texts, but they always cleverly evaded the gods’ interception. Helpless, the gods could only follow the Divine Texts towards here at the fastest speed. Then, they saw Long Yi, silently floating there, and the Divine Texts converging onto him like countless fireflies in the night sky.
Not a single god dared to make any rash moves, because every piece of Divine Text represented a tremendous Divine Status, and this mysterious new god had already gathered countless Divine Texts. The combined Divine Status of these texts was more than enough to easily annihilate any single one of them or even all of them!
"This is my second test; this time I reduced the scope of the Divine Realm. I think I might have been too extravagant before, letting things get out of my control. But this time, I will be careful."
"These lives seem very friendly, I think we can get along very well."
"These friendly lives look a bit dumb; they have not evolved enough intelligence after ten billion years, I might need to help them out a bit."
"They are smart! They are friendly! Ha ha!"
"No! War! This is impossible! How could war break out again! They were friendly! Right! They have to be more friendly!"
"Good heavens, everything is out of control, I’ve lost control over them again. The more I make them friendly, the stronger the evil in their hearts becomes. I don’t understand why this is happening, I created them, I gave them everything, but today, those clergy even openly cursed me. I think, it’s time to end everything here. I need to calm down."
The content within the eighth ring was much simpler than before, but it also proved one thing in another way—I have failed.
Long Yi was very aware that the person who wrote the journal was none other than himself. Long Yi could feel the frustration and sadness expressed in the journal, especially when compared to the initial joy, the frustration was even more pronounced. However, at this moment, he felt as if he were just a bystander, Long Yi couldn’t feel any of these emotions, he just felt a bit nostalgic. It was as if he had made a mistake a long, long time ago in his childhood. Although he knew it was wrong, whenever he casually recalled it, it was just met with a smile, without much emotional impact.
Moreover, Long Yi didn’t even consider himself to be the person who had written those contents.
Having absorbed all Divine Status, Long Yi decided to head towards the seventh ring. Countless gods watched from a distance; they might have once been a stone, a drop of water, or a clump of air. Now, they were gods with their own consciousness, innately attracted to fight by the Divine Status and Divine Power.
War, huh...
Long Yi shook his head, heading towards the passageway, with no god daring to stand in his way. Although they couldn’t feel Long Yi’s Divine Status, they intuitively knew that absolutely no one could contend with Long Yi. Without any reason, it was simply just like that.
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