Quick Wear: Give the Resentful Man a Home

God Realm.

The Lord of Time took out the Chaos Mirror and started today's prophecy again.

The crape myrtle flickered, and he stumbled and fell to the ground, not looking like a main god at all. He could not believe the hexagram that showed the return of Tan Lang.

It's impossible. The Seven Evils are connected to Tan Lang. He has already eliminated the Seven Evils. There must be something wrong with the Chaos Mirror.

He would rather believe that there is something wrong with his magic weapon than believe that there really is a god.

He once again consumed his divine essence and activated the Chaos Mirror.

This time, before the hexagram appeared, cracks appeared on the Chaos Mirror. With a loud bang, the Lord's soul was about to shatter, and the Chaos Mirror did not dare to spy on the star signs.

Superior God!

………………

The platform for the séance of gods was filled with thick fog. No gods had descended here for many years, so few people came here.

The divine world is so vast that many people have long forgotten this place. The stars in the sky flicker and fall into this world like meteors.

In the divine palace, a group of divine practitioners suddenly woke up from their meditation and quickly looked in the direction of the divine descent platform, with deep uncertainty in their eyes.

"The altar is calling us...?"

"I haven't felt this in so many years... I don't know if it's true..."

"The Lord God has descended to the world!!"

Figures flashed one after another quickly, and more and more divine cultivators rushed towards the god-descending platform. From a distance, they looked like dumplings being dropped into the sea of ​​clouds.

The air waves surged, and the sunset glow reflected layers of purple and red, flickering alternately.

The originally thick fog was slowly peeled away. Many elders in the world of gods knew that such a strange phenomenon on the platform for the descent of gods was a sign of the birth of a new god.

"But the ten main gods of the divine realm are already complete, which god is coming to the world now?"

Someone in the crowd asked curiously.

"Could it be that one of the Ten Directions Lord Gods is in seclusion?"

"Shouldn't he be born from the séance platform in our Divine Court?"

"The Ten Directions Divine Realm has long since stopped recognizing our Divine Court. It must not be them."

Ever since the Divine Court lost its Supreme God and the ten divine realms each became their own masters, the existence of the Divine Court has long been in name only.

An old man stood respectfully under the sea of ​​clouds. He felt that this strange omen looked familiar. He smiled when he heard his disciples' discussion.

"If the inheritance of the Supreme Gods had not been lost, there would be no chance for those ten to rule the God Realm."

"A new deity has really appeared?"

The old man didn't believe it. He had a bolder guess than the emergence of a new deity.

He had seen this vision before, perhaps when he was very young.

The lifespan of a divine cultivator is so long that after thousands or hundreds of years, they need to forget some things.

The sky changed from purple to bright red and then back to purple, constantly flickering and changing. It was a long process from the appearance of the omen to the advent of the gods.

Countless divine cultivators came to the stage one after another, looking at the high platform in the distance with longing.

People may still experience birth, aging, sickness and death, but as long as spiritual cultivators persist in increasing their cultivation, there will be no end to their lives. It looks crowded, even more crowded than the human world.

The appearance of new gods in the Divine Court means that they finally have their own main god and no longer have to face provocations and invasions from the Ten Directions Divine Realm.

Generally speaking, the power of the Divine Court's overall divine cultivators is much stronger than that of the Ten Directions Divine Realm, but there is no leader among the divine cultivators, and they were defeated one by one in several conflicts, and finally suffered a great loss.

It has been like this for thousands of years. Many divine cultivators who do not like killing hide in a corner of the sea of ​​clouds and meditate and practice all year round, not caring about worldly affairs. As a result, the divine court seems a little desolate.

Ji Ming stroked his already gray beard, and couldn't help but look forward to it.

It is best to be a powerful god who is good at fighting.

If you are aggressive, that's even better.

The temple has been silent for thousands of years.

All the spiritual practitioners seemed to be trapped in a long torture, and even the children could not see the meaning of cultivation.

The divine world urgently needs an evenly matched confrontation, a new smoke of war, to awaken the divine practitioners who are gradually falling into numbness.

It doesn’t matter if he is not that strong. He is their God and they need to give him time to grow.

……

Duan Wu opened his eyes and found himself in a new space, surrounded by chaos.

He turned his neck, and his whole body seemed to have undergone tremendous changes. His meridians were wrapped in gold, and even his spiritual energy turned golden.

The dark blue color is dotted with dark gold threads, and if you look closely you can see the spiritual energy swimming on the surface.

Is this what it means to be a god?

There was no special change, but the surge of the vast power of rules in the meridians allowed people to clearly feel the control over this world.

The altar sensed the awakening of the god and burst into a violent purple-gold light, extending an invitation to the god.

Duan Wu followed the call in his mind and slowly stepped into the white light.

Below the platform for the descent of gods, the divine cultivators had already surrounded the area a hundred feet away, filling the clouds so completely that no gaps could be seen.

But no one dared to approach the altar.

Here it comes——

The golden light suddenly dropped, and everyone's eyes were filled with eager anticipation. No one spoke, but the stagnant air seemed to be enough to explain the expectations of the divine practitioners.

What kind of god could it be...

The best, more powerful one is the main god who masters the power of rules.

Just like the Lord of Time and the Lord of Time, one controls time, and the other controls life and death...

A bare foot stepped in from the void, and the divine power filled and shook all the souls.

White hair, black pupils, bone lotus.

Ji Ming looked up at the gods, and all his forgotten memories burst out. He stepped back, horrified, and a strange cry broke out in the silent crowd.

"Xiu, Xiu——"

Following this sound, many divine practitioners who had existed since ancient times finally knew which god had descended.

"Xiu... Asura God, Changying..."

This white hair and bone lotus are so iconic

A bloodthirsty and warlike upper god from ancient times who controls the rules of the cycle of purgatory.

Shura.

boom--

The crowd was completely shocked. Shura God, what a niche term.

Ever since the first Shura Changying god was killed, no one wanted to inherit his throne.

No other reason

too bitter.

The cycle of purgatory on earth is something that even a god’s spiritual power is unwilling to challenge.

God is here to control everything. Who would want to be a Shura who has to go through hundreds of reincarnations to achieve enlightenment?

"Greetings to the Asura God King——!"

There was a loud shout from the crowd, and then there was an overwhelming stream of greetings.

This is truly one of the gods of creation ten thousand years ago.

I originally thought that the inheritance of the higher gods had completely disappeared in the land of gods.

I didn’t expect that there would be monks in the world who would take this path.

The cultivation of the gods is nobler than the cultivation of humans. This is the common understanding of the monks.

The spiritual power of a god is a hundred times greater than that of a human since birth.

But the one who ascended to the throne of Shura God again was an ordinary human being.

People cannot help but submit and respect.

Duan Wu opened his eyes, and his powerful spiritual sense enveloped the crowd. He did not sense Qi Lang's breath and could not help but sigh.

Everyone didn't know why the god sighed, and they all lowered their heads, waiting for new oracle.

According to the normal process, one should first contact the various tribes in the Divine Court and gain the faith of divine cultivation.

I just didn't expect it

The gods have a hotter temper than you might think.

On the first day of his descent to the gods, he charged into the Ten Directions Divine Realm.