Once again, the gods gathered.

  There were many more gods present here at the scene today. The number present was even more than any of the previous gathering of the gods. There were good, neutral, evil, orderly, chaotic gods…… even some ancient gods who had lived in seclusion all this time had turned up. Almost all the gods in this world had come.

  This was not surprising. Since ancient times, there had been at least a few gods who attempted to break through to become greater Divine Powers. But out of them all, was there anyone who did not do so discreetly, carefully hiding oneself while making a surreptitious attempt in breaking through? How they wished no one in the world would ever find out that they wanted to achieve a breakthrough, much less letting people come witness the ceremony!

  Like the God of Light, who sent out invitations to all the gods in such an ostentatious manner to invite everyone to come witness his breakthrough in becoming a greater Divine Power, such a thing was simply inconceivable!

  But thinking from another perspective, this also meant that the God of Light had absolute confidence. He firmly believed that he could succeed.

  Otherwise, the moment his attempt for a breakthrough failed, he would also be severely injured even though he might not necessarily die. When that time came, the gods who had come to witness the breakthrough ceremony would transform from well-mannered guests into extremely vicious and unrestrained bandits.

  By then, even the Human God System that just took down a great victory would have to follow closely behind the Orc God System down the road of destruction.

  In fact, most of the gods who came to watch the ceremony really had such thoughts. For instance, the Master God of the Desolation God System, Morani, had told Sui Xiong in private that he hoped to see the God of Glory failing in his attempt at a breakthrough. The best thing was to blow everything up, right then and there, into a gorgeous display of fireworks……

  Morani was quite a kind person who usually did not harbor malice. Yet from what he just said, it was obvious that he bore deep enmity for the God of Light.

  Morani had good relationships with the Orc gods, and also, he himself was of Orc origin. In this great battle that implicated all the races, the Half-Orcs also took the side of the Orcs and waged war on the humans. They did not have their own independent units but were mixed and incorporated among the Orc armies. Because of the great defeat, they suffered heavy losses where the entire population was reduced by more than 30 percent.

  As one of the gods that the Half-Orcs mainly believed in, as well as being a god who might possibly become the Master God of the Half-Orc God System in the future, it was only natural that Morani would dislike and hate the God of Light.

  What was interesting was that Yorgaardman, the God of Justice, who was also a human being, was showing his discontent at that moment. He was standing with Sui Xiong and company, watching that resplendent and magnificent altar from afar, as well as the God of Light who was sitting on the altar in repose with his eyes closed. And “I’m not happy” was written all over his face.

  “So annoying! How can this fellow actually be able to achieve such a breakthrough!” he whispered in a low voice. “This is just too terrible! It makes me unhappy just thinking about it!”

  “He may not be able to succeed yet,” Morani’s voice boomed from beneath his armor and mask.

  “True. Would it be that easy to succeed?” the Goddess of Wealth, Manissy, asked as she nodded repeatedly.

  Then the few of them began discussing this matter while in high spirits. Every one of them was enraptured by their discussion (though this was not apparent on their faces). Only Sui Xiong remained silent all the time, with a worried expression on his face.

  “What’s wrong? Are you worried that he will succeed?” a low, deep voice rang out, as a shadow suddenly appeared by his side.

  Sui Xiong was not surprised at all. He sighed and asked in reply, “Do you have any experience you can share with me?”

  “Honestly speaking, I don’t. In fact, I’m here today to ask you for something.”

  “That mortuary?”

  “Yes.”

  “The things in that mortuary, you need them?”

  “I only need that God Kingdom.”

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  “Sure, send your clone to get it.”

  After a while, a special guest arrived at Sui Xiong’s God Kingdom.

  The God of Conspiracy still wore a hooded robe that kept his entire head covered, looking exceptionally strange. This had always been his style. It had never changed.

  Sui Xiong handed the emptied “Treasure of the Elves” over to him with some hesitation, then he asked, “What on earth are you going to use this for?”

  “As a consumable. I’m going to use it to activate an enchantment,” said the God of Conspiracy, who had no intention of hiding anything at all. He received the shrunken pearl-shaped God Kingdom and gave an ancient customary elven bow to Sui Xiong as he did so. “Thank you so much. Though I would love to say that I shall be obliged to return your favor in due course, frankly speaking, I most probably will not have the chance to repay your help for this.”

  Sui Xiong was not surprised. With a frown, he asked, “It took you through a difficult time just to get resurrected. You intend to die again, just like that?”

  “The Elven Race cannot be driven out of the Main Plane. Or else, this will be the end of them,” the God of Conspiracy said in a low and heavy voice. “The attributes of the Main Plane are very special. If a certain race has not been residing on the Main Plane since birth, then so be it. But if they are born on the Main Plane and are driven out of the Main Plane, this race is going to lose something very important—I can’t describe what it is, but what I do know what it will mean to lose that important something.

  “The chances of having a master emerging among the population will be greatly reduced for a race that loses that something. The birth of new gods will also become extremely slow. The worst thing is that once that thing is lost, the race will no longer be able to expect the birth of a great Divine Power among its population!” said the God of Conspiracy. His voice was filled with worry as he went on to say, “In this world, a race without any great Divine Powers will ultimately be mere food to be devoured by others!”

  Sui Xiong nodded gently. He could roughly guess what “that lost thing” was.

  Using words in the online novels that he read before traversing words, “that thing” would be luck, which was the energy worthy of playing the “leading role” in this world.

  “In the last ten thousand years after the pygmy race has been driven out of the Main Plane, there hasn’t been a single god who has been able to bring about an increase in divinity. The new-born gods are, at best, weak Divine Powers. There hasn’t even been an emergence of a mid-level Divine Power.

  “The entire shadow race that had been previously expelled from the Main Plane was even completely wiped out by some other races in war. Only several masters of necromancy barely managed to survive for the continuity of their races’ bloodlines.

  “The Elven Race will not fall to such a state!”

  The God of Conspiracy finished his piece and left, leaving Sui Xiong deeply brooding over the issue.

  The God of Light started this war to fight and gain hegemony on the Main Plane. Could it be for this reason as well?

  Now that the humans had won this war, could the God of Light really rely on this energy, which would otherwise be called the “leading role’s luck,” and attempt to break through to a greater Divine Power?

  Sui Xiong had thought as such. And all the more curious he got.

  Suddenly, he felt a sudden jolt and recalled something else.

  To talk about assuming the “leading role” of the Main Plane, the Elven Race had played this role back in the years! So why had the Master God of the Elf God System not been able to become a greater Divine Power but died so soundlessly instead?

  This was something probably only the God of Conspiracy, who might seemingly be the reincarnation of the elf king, would know. From what he had addressed this time, he might be wanting to sacrifice himself just for the Elven Race. So if there was anything that Sui Xiong wanted to find out from him, Sui Xiong had to make use of the opportunity now.

  Thinking of this, Sui Xiong stared hard, and within a fleeting moment, his eyes swept across the entire Main Plane.

  As his strength grew, his power also gradually became stronger. The interesting thing was that without knowing why, he realized that the power he could exert on the Main Plane was actually much stronger than what he could exert in the world outside the Main Plane.

  Although it was still not as strong as what he could exert in his God Kingdom, at least he still had a “home advantage.”

  Probably, it was because of the study of that treasure that there was a certain influence on the enchantment left behind by the Goddess of Life.

  Sui Xiong found the God of Conspiracy, who was in a conversation with the Orc Judge, Buddy Brista, without much effort. They were right in the middle of the Ancient Forest, under the “World Tree.”

  With a flash of green light, he appeared before the two of them.

  “I have something to ask,” Sui Xiong asked directly without wasting much time. “Back in those days, the Elven Race could be considered as the king of the Main Plane, which is to say, they were, more or less, playing the “leading role.” So why didn’t the elf king rely on this to become a greater Divine Power?”

  The God of Conspiracy and the Orc Judge looked at each other in the eye and smiled.

  “Please allow me to keep this a secret,” he replied with a laugh. However, there was obvious and unmistakable malice in his laughter. “You will know in due time.”

  “It’s meaningless to keep me in suspense. Can’t you tell me now?”

  “I’m sorry, I really can’t,” the God of Conspiracy said. “There are certain things that will no longer be interesting if they are known in advance.

  “To someone as powerful as you, so long as you don’t court your own doom and meet with trouble before the God of Light reaches the peak, there is nothing worry about.” Then he went on to say, “Remember, at this point in time, don’t confront him head-on. Just wait for a period of time……”

  Just as they were talking, the three of them suddenly felt a sudden jolt and looked up into the sky at the same time.

  At this moment, an indescribable feeling caught the undivided attention of all the living souls living within the Thousand Worlds that the Big Circulation passed by.

  Countless gazes bore through mountains and rivers, traversed countless worlds and gathered in the new God Kingdom of the Human God System, the “Court of Victory.”

  And all the gods who were there to watch the ceremony all stood up without looking away and walked to the golden figure in the middle of the altar.

  The God of Light did not say anything redundant. He did not even utter a single word. He directly started on his attempt for a breakthrough.

  He came to the center of the altar. Then, there was a burst of dazzling light behind him.

  His aura that was originally so shockingly powerful, abruptly increased in strength. At this moment, even masters like Sui Xiong and Yorgaardman felt suffocated.

  On the Positive Plane of the Ring of the World, within the Wheel of Order, which was filled with the light of positive energy, the Master of Order got to his feet. His face that was usually very calm registered a look of anticipation as he looked towards the Court of Victory.

  Though they were clearly very far apart from each other, at this moment, his gaze met with that of the God of Light.

  The God of Light smiled. In his smile, there was unwavering confidence. There was also a fighting spirit, so strong that it was literally on fire.

  The Master of Order understood what the God of Light meant, and he too, smiled.

  His smile was calm, but it was like the calmness of the sea before a storm. There were raging waves concealed behind this calmness.

  After a few seconds, the God of Light, whose entire body had fully transformed into light, opened his mouth to speak.

  “I am Wuther Rang, the Master God of the Human God System. I am the overlord of the Main Plane, the leading role of this generation!”

  “Right here, I am asking the world to acknowledge my greatness, to acknowledge that I have surpassed and risen above the great Divine Powers. I am powerful enough to enter a higher realm!”

  “Stop for me, great Big Circulation that sweeps through the entire world!”

  From the Positive Plane, the Negative Plane, the Matter Plane and the Spirit Plane of the Ring of the World, the high-rolling wave energy of the Big Circulation that had been surging unceasingly stopped.

  When it was once again surging and flowing, it was short of one figure from before.

  The figure of the God of Light no longer existed within the Human God Kingdom. He appeared in the Wheel of Order, right before the presence of the Master of Order.

  “A great welcome to you, newborn greater Divine Power,” the Master of Order opened his mouth to speak. “Let me see what kind of new generation you will be ushering in.”


  Chapter 950: None of You Even Understood What Real Power Was

  The God of Light really succeeded!

  He smoothly ascended to the realm of the greater Divine Powers. Other than the four other Master Gods of Order, Chaos, Good and Evil, he was the fifth greater Divine Power. He was also the one and only existence who had become a greater Divine Power through his own efforts.

  He visited the Master of Order to greet him, then returned to the “Court of Victory.”

  Other than Sui Xiong, Yorgaardman and a few other masters, there was practically no one else who noticed that he had left briefly. All the gods’ attention was still captivated by that amazing scene of how the great Big Circulation came to a momentary stop earlier on. Many of them were reflecting thoughtfully about what they had seen and heard that very moment the God of Light suddenly opened his mouth to speak. They were deliberating and figuring out very conscientiously.

  And meanwhile, the three people who were in the Ancient Forest also went on with their conversation.

  “He really did it……” Sui Xiong said amidst some sighs. “The following era will be that of the humans.”

  “No. It will be quite the opposite,” said the God of Conspiracy as he laughed. In a most malicious tone, he said, “The era of humans is over as of this very moment.”

  “What?!” Sui Xiong exclaimed as he froze for a moment. But as he was about to press on with further questions, he saw the God of Conspiracy raise a clenched fist to hit his own chest.

  “Buddy, what happens next is all up to you!”

  Before his voice could die away, he had completely collapsed. He transformed into a myriad of golden light that flowed into that huge tree that seemed as though it could support the entire sky.

  The many worshippers who had concealed themselves like and hidden well in altars and temples all over the Main Plane, were shocked. They stared blankly at the statue before them—that statue that was still shining with holy light before had once again lost its light.

  “Your Majesty…… What are you doing? How can you come back alive just to die all over again?”

  In the southern offshore region, the murlocs who were constructing the altar suddenly froze. All of them were feeling a sense of loss. The elderly murlocs had even gone pale in the face and could not help but pound their chests and stamp their feet.

  “Why…… why is this happening? It doesn’t make sense!”

  The god that they had just created had fallen.

  Sui Xiong was surprised to see everything that was happening before his very eyes. He had never thought that the God of Conspiracy would be so impatient. He had not even waited to finish his piece before he put an end to his own life.

  Or could it be that the situation had reached the point of extreme urgency? So urgent that he did not even have the time to say a few more words?

  Without giving Sui Xiong the time to figure things out, the Orc judge, Buddy Brista, had taken out the light ball that looked like a pearl—a God Kingdom that shrank into that miniature size. It was the God Kingdom of a very inconspicuous god in the Elf God System, the “God of Potion.”

  He took a deep look at this God Kingdom, then he swallowed it.

  “Hello? This is not how you use a sealed God Kingdom!”

  Sui Xiong hurried to remind, worried that he would suffer from a stomach upset.

  But before Sui Xiong could finish his piece, the Orc Judge’s body was already starting to radiate holy light rays. The next moment, he—or rather, its—temperament completely changed. He was no longer that immortal Legendary Master, but merely a god with the face of an old man. In fact, he became a god who was totally in his prime.

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  At this time, the surrounding environment was also slightly shaken, and then, it was separated from the Main Plane. It was just because he was overly strong, thus in order to avoid inviting any attack from the enchantment of the Main Plane, Buddy Brista had chosen to retreat into a small, temporary Half Plane.

  “You are…… the God of Potion?”

  Sui Xiong was no fool. Up till now, he most certainly would have been able to recognize Buddy Brista’s identity—a god who was disguised as a mortal and safeguarding the humans while hiding in the shadows, the God of Potion.

  At the very moment he recognized the other party’s identity, many puzzling questions that Sui Xiong had previously been unable to resolve, were finally answered. For example, why was the God of Potion so hostile towards the Pasteur School? The man reason, most regrettably, was really due to an academic contradiction.

  With respect to the study of healing potions, the Pasteur School was inclined towards using purely medicinal remedies. Their use of spells was practically negligible. To the God of Potion, whose priesthood involved the production of magic potions, this was of course, a serious mistake—yes, it could probably be regarded as “the wrong track.”

  When it came to deal with juniors who went on the wrong track, it was not surprising that the God of Potion should deal with them severely.

  However, there were still many problems that were unfathomable. For instance, “Why seal your God Kingdom? Why disguise yourself in the form of a mortal?”

  “Because the elven race can’t go without a real god taking the reign after all,” the God of Potion replied calmly. “His Majesty has brought the gods and the elites of the race to break through the barrier of the world, so that we can progress towards opening up a vast future for the new world. But someone has to stay behind to guard the race of the old world. That’s why I stayed.”

  As he spoke, he was drawing some complex magic lines. It was apparent that he was skilled in this. It only took him a brief moment to draw up a large piece of dazzling magic lines. Then with a clap, those magic lines flew up and landed on him.

  Then his aura, that was originally an equivalent of at least a mid-level Divine Power, was suddenly lowered. It was reduced to a level that was at most the equivalent of a weak Divine Power.

  This was, of course, for the purpose of bypassing the detection of the enchantment of the Main Plane. And true enough, the God of Potion immediately canceled that temporary, miniature Half Plane and returned to the Main Plane with Sui Xiong. They went back to the huge World Tree that had absorbed the God of Conspiracy.

  “In fact, I should have a detailed discussion with you. But I’m so sorry, there’s no time,” the God of Potion said. Pressing one hand against the trunk of the World Tree, he said, “Anyway, it’s all in the past. The ones who live should always look forward. I shall entrust the future of the elven race to that fellow under your command.”

  “Just like how my academic achievements have ultimately been surpassed, the younger generation has to surpass the older generation.”

  He laughed as he mocked at himself. Then he closed his eyes.

  Just like what happened to the God of Conspiracy earlier on, his clone transformed into rays of light and were infused into the huge World Tree.

  Upon receiving two gods as sacrifices, the huge tree that was said to be planted by the Goddess of Life, started to shine. From every leaf to every branch to every inch of the tree trunk, the tree started to shine. Sui Xiong even saw golden light rays vaguely coming from underground. Those were the roots that were also shining.

  At that moment when the huge tree was shining, countless stars gathered from all directions. They were like tired birds returning to their nests, scrambling and fighting to be the first to penetrate the tree trunk. Each star that seeped into the trunk added to the strength of the aura of the huge tree. Later on, when thousands of stars gathered in such a multitudinous amount that they could be likened to a major flood, they practically covered the entire sky.

  In the midst of this flood, Sui Xiong clearly felt a limitless vitality.

  This was the vitality of every pure-blooded elf that came from this world.

  Sui Xiong watched this vitality gathering into a huge flood, feeling emotional and worried.

  It had never occurred to him that there were actually still so many elves in this world. They lived not only on the Main Plane but were also spread widely over other worlds. Their numbers had long been a staggering amount.

  If everyone in such a large population were to gather, how powerful their strength would be!

  But he also knew that, without a powerful god to back them up, merely gathering the people was simply meaningless.

  Especially for the elves, where a majority of the population were living outside the Main Plane, without the protection of the enchantment of the Main Plane, they would not even be qualified to put up any resistance against the gods.

  From this flood of vitality, Sui Xiong also clearly recognized the possibility that the two other elf gods had been worried about.

  It would be very difficult for the races who left the Main Plane to become strong. It would be hard for them to breed gods and even more difficult for them to give rise to a great Divine Power that could guarantee the continued survival of the race.

  The elven race had such a huge population, but almost all their gods were conceived on the Main Plane.

  If they were driven out of the Main Plane, the future of this race would definitely be very bleak.

  But he still had some doubts. Would there be any use in just relying on the World Tree to gather the vitality of the elves? Would this be able to prevent the elves from being defeated and expelled from the Main Plane?

  At this juncture, he suddenly felt a jolt in his body. It was like something was pushing him and that thing wanted to push him away.

  This bout of energy was very strong. It was far beyond the level of a mid-level Divine Power. It was even strong enough to wrestle with many great Divine Powers. Sui Xiong originally wanted to resist it, but he had an abrupt change of mind and gave up on this thought. He simply allowed his body to be pushed to flight, and very quickly, he was flying out of the Ancient Forest.

  Along the way, he saw groups of people from many other races being pushed out in this way. Then finally, one after the other, they landed outside the Ancient Forest, looking at one another in bewilderment.

  There were also some people who did not believe in unnatural occurrences and tried to charge their way back into the Ancient Forest. But even the strongest men of them all could not advance more than a few steps forward before they soon used up all their might and were once again pushed out of the Ancient Forest.

  On the contrary, somewhere not far from them, a few elves who were in shock, ran as fast as they could into the forest. They did not meet with any hindrance at all.

  There were also people who were furious. They either cast spells or bore grudges, thus throwing attacks at the Ancient Forest. But all their attacks merely sank deep within the vast sea and were eventually unreciprocated.

  Up till this point in time, Sui Xiong finally understood what the elves had as their bottom card.

  With the Ancient Forest as their base, they constructed an enchantment. This enchantment could prevent outsiders from entering the Ancient Forest, providing the elves a place to rest in peace as they awaited the opportunity to rise again.

  The power of this enchantment was very strong. Even the mid-level Divine Powers were unable to break through it, let alone the weak Divine Powers. And the enchantment of the Main Plane left by the Goddess of Life was enough to prevent any master, whose powers exceeded that of weak Divine Powers, to initiate an attack on the Main Plane. Unless it was someone like Sui Xiong, a very different kind of existence that did not belong to any of the normal levels of Divine Powers, no one could entertain any thoughts of disturbing the elves who were hiding in the Ancient Forest.

  “What an ingenious design!” Sui Xiong could not help but praise. “Truly worthy of being once regarded as the king of all races on the Main Plane. This last bottom card they hold is truly formidable!”

  With such a bottom card, the elven race did not need to worry about the various troubles arising from the disputes of races. The elves had the reassurance of a peaceful life. Perhaps many years down the road, they would develop another huge and complete God System. Then once again, they would step into the battlefield where races of the world fight for hegemony. Or even…… They might vie for the throne of the king of races once again.

  Just as he was letting his imagination run wild, he suddenly heard a sneer.

  “Simply ridiculous!” the voice of the God of Light was heard from the sky. “I was still thinking, what on earth is this bottom card of the elves? It’s nothing more than such a ridiculous trick!”

  His voice was filled with contempt and disdain, like a strong lion looking at a small dog that was charging to it with bared teeth.

  “You guys simply don’t understand what it means by true power!” he said after sneering. “Let me shatter all your beautiful illusions so that you all can clearly see what is reality!”

  With that, a huge palm struck heavily on the Main Plane.

  This palm was so large that it completely covered the entire sky of the Main Plane. It did not come quickly, but it had a kind of terrifying power that seemed to be able to crush everything.

  Just looking at it, many people would tremble with such fear that they could not even maintain stable footing. Those who were slightly timid would simply find themselves slumping to the ground.

  When this huge palm approached the Main Plane, a brilliant circle of white light, that was accompanied by countless thunderbolts, emerged. Then it was like a vast net spreading open to envelop the entire Main Plane.

  That was the gift that the Goddess of Life bestowed the world. It was a wonderful enchantment that could keep out all masters that were above the level of weak Divine Powers and guard this hub of a million worlds for as long as tens of thousands of years.

  Its power was peerless. Even great Divine Powers would be rendered vulnerable before it. Other than Sui Xiong, who was someone of inexplicable existence, no one else could possibly bypass the manipulation and defense of this enchantment.

  Chapter 951: The Masters Should Continue with the Challenges

  After the God of Light destroyed the enchantment that the Goddess of Life left on the Main Plane with one strike of his palm, he did not stop there. That palm shrank slightly and still continued to head towards the ground.

  It was pointing in the direction of the Ancient Forest.

  Obviously, the God of Light was not planning to destroy the great enchantment on the Main Plane. He wanted to take the chance of being able to go with the flow and destroy the Ancient Forest. This would utterly shatter all the hopes the Elven Race had of showing their power and ruthlessness to the world.

  To earn the respect and fear of others, masters not only had to show their powerful strength. They also needed to show their determination in using this strength without hesitation. This was just like on Earth. If an atomic bomb had never been blown up twice in some of the aggressive countries, then it would never be able to able to produce the effect of maintaining world peace in the future.

  To put it bluntly, this was killing the chickens to warn the monkeys, which meant he was punishing the elves as a warning to the other races.

  All races and gods in the thousands of worlds were monkeys, while the Ancient Forest and the Elven Race residing in it were the chickens to be killed for the monkeys to see.

  Seeing that huge palm slowly descending, all living creatures in the Ancient Forest fell into a state of panic.

  They were all seized with panic. Some wanted to flee, some wanted to resist, some fell to their knees to say their prayers and some were scuttering about in a frenzied manner like headless houseflies. There were even some who simply closed their eyes and passed out right away.

  Amidst the chaos, only a green jellyfish was able to maintain a calm composure.

  Not only was it calm, but it was also a little…… confused and excited.

  When the enchantment of the Main Plane was destroyed, Sui Xiong suddenly had a wonderful feeling of relief. It was like he had now returned to his home full of warmth and could relieve himself of the thick winter clothes that he wore earlier on.

  And it was not only that. At that moment, he felt as though his will had been greatly magnified. In a few moments, he was even able to feel almost everything going on within the entire Main Plane. Though it was not very detailed, and vaguely there seemed to be some kind of hindrance that made it less clear than it would be his God Kingdom, it was still enough for him to monitor the entire Main Plane simultaneously.

  What was going on? Why was the enchantment of the Main Plane destroyed, and what kind of benefits could it bring him?

  Sui Xiong was filled with doubts. He even felt a little lost.

  The screams and cries coming from the Ancient Forest awakened him. And he realized that it was not the time for him to be in a daze. There was a major thing happening that very moment, right before his very eyes!

  The God of Light had not only destroyed the enchantment of the Main Plane, but he had set his mind on destroying the whole Ancient Forest as well.

  The Ancient Forest, of course, had its own means of defense. That enchantment that was newly-built was enough to withstand most medium-level Divine Powers. But in the face of the God of Light, who could destroy the enchantment of the Main Plane in a single strike of his palm, this defense was simply insignificant.

  When this palm landed a strike, other than a few living creatures who were either lucky enough or fast enough to be able to escape in time, the entire Ancient Forest would be completely destroyed. Perhaps not even an ant would be left.

  What was even worse was that the God of Conspiracy and the God of Potion had connected the vitality of all pure-blooded elves of the world to the World Tree in order to create this enchantment. Once this enchantment, as well as the World Tree, was destroyed, it was likely that the elves would die along with them.

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  In other words, to the Elven Race, it was actually no difference whether they managed to escape or not. Regardless of where they fled to, they only had those few short moments left to live.

  In a moment’s time, only the mixed-blooded half-elves would exist in this world. The pure-blooded elves would be nothing more than a thing of the past. Not a single one of them would be left.

  At this moment, another voice sounded. There was a mechanical feel to this voice, and it carried hints of disappointment.

  “Wuther Rang, gods should never personally make moves to destroy an entire race.”

  It was the voice of the Master of Order who usually barely said or reacted to anything that was happening. Yet, he suddenly spoke up.

  Hearing his words, all the gods froze momentarily out of surprise. Then they thought hard, but no one could remember there being such a rule set out for them to adhere to.

  At that moment, the God of Water Elements’ will suddenly reverberated within the Void Space, “Yes. There was indeed such a rule from way back. But later on, because of the great enchantment of the Goddess of Life, this rule lost its significance. And so, the future generations no longer remember it.”

  Then, the God of Water Elements introduced the cause of this incident:

  A long, long time ago, during the era of the ancient gods, there was a god who went berserk and exterminated an entire race. At that time, he was immediately sanctioned by the Master of Order. For this reason, the Master of Order once had a small conflict with the God of Evil. And after the two gods had a discussion, they established a rule:

  If any god wanted to destroy a race, they were not allowed to do it personally. They had to complete the deed with the help of soldiers.

  Not long after this rule was made, the Goddess of Life created the Elven Race. Thereafter, the God of Earth Elements and Goddess Gaia created the Dwarf race, which was followed by the humans, the Orcs, the pygmies…… all kinds of races were created.

  Initially, these races were created as tools of war.

  However, after a period of time, the Goddess of Life established the great enchantment over the Main Plane. The power of this great enchantment was so strong that even the other ancient gods could not interfere in it. Because by then, every race had more or less reproduced and multiplied their numbers on the Main Plane, such a thing like “genocide” no longer happened. Therefore, the rule gradually lost its significance.

  But at this moment, if the God of Light’s palm were to strike, the entire Elven Race would be instantly wiped out.

  So the Master of Order had to speak up. He had to advise the God of Light not to make this move.

  The God of Water Elements communicated with the gods via divine thoughts, so even though he had said a lot, it took him no more than a moment.

  At this very moment, the huge palm of the God of Light was still suspended high in the air, neither falling nor withdrawing.

  Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on that huge palm that was hanging in mid-air, waiting to see what decision he would make.

  Naturally, Sui Xiong was among the crowd. But the thoughts he had were far more than what the others had. He was probably the only person in the world who knew about the origin of this enchantment. So he could not help speculating.

  That rule that had long lost its significance was at least useful until the time when the Goddess of Life established the great enchantment. As a god of the Elven Race under the command of the Goddess of Life, the God of Conspiracy (or perhaps he had been the Master God of the Elves at that time) and the God of Potion definitely knew about this rule.

  And this time, they specifically tied the vitality of the entire Elven Race to the World Tree to play a game of “if we have to die, we will die together.” What exactly was their reason for doing so?

  By virtue of this rule, they wanted to dig a grave for the God of Light……

  The moment the God of Light’s palm fell and struck, it would destroy the enchantment, the World Tree, and naturally, this would mean the complete destruction of the entire Elven Race. At that time, the God of Light would have violated the rule of the Master of Order, who would definitely go looking for the God of Light to address this issue.

  On the other hand, if the God of Light were to give up just like that, he would lose face. From then on, even if he was also a greater Divine Order like the Master of Order, he would always have to bow his head before the Master of Order.

  With the temper of the God of Light, could he ever accept such an ending?

  Of course not!

  It was evidently clear what his choice would be. It was also clear how things would develop.

  Sui Xiong could not help but sigh inwardly.

  This was definitely designed by the God of Conspiracy! That fellow, even in his death, would absolutely ensure that his enemies would not be any better off than he was.

  Then, just as he feared it would happen, there was an outburst of conflict between the two greater Divine Powers.

  But before that happened, Sui Xiong felt that he needed to do something.

  The God of Conspiracy wanted to use the lives of all the elves as his weapon to stab at the God of Light. Sui Xiong admired his determination but did not approve of his approach.

  So Sui Xiong decided that he would find a way to save as much as he could.

  Whether it was the Ancient Forest, the various kinds of creatures living within the forest or the Elven Race, whose vitality was connected to the World Tree, none of them should be destroyed just like that!

  He took a deep breath.

  With this breath, the many clones that were found in all parts of the world disappeared successively. All their strength was gathered into the body that was floating in mid-air by the side of the Ancient Forest.

  Since the battle where he fought against the great army of evil gods led by the God of Fear, Sui Xiong rarely gathered all his strength as such to exert all the might he had.

  Strictly speaking, this was not all but rather, probably about 80 percent of his power. The remaining 20 percent was left in his God Kingdom. Unless there came the time where he really needed to put his life on the line, he would not touch that amount kept in his God Kingdom.

  With the strength gathered, the feeling that “encompassed the Main Plane” became clearer. Sui Xiong completely cast all thoughts away and forced himself not to think about anything. He needed full concentration.

  What followed next required his undivided attention and focus!

  Just as he was trying to gather his strength and giving his best effort in concentrating his focus, the God of Light’s icy-cold voice sounded from the sky above him.

  “As a master, I fear no enemy!”

  With that, that huge palm began to move again, crashing down towards the Ancient Forest,

  “Master of Order, you’ll never understand,” along with the huge, falling palm, the voice of the God of Light sounded out, solid as steel. “Masters should continuously face up to challenges!”