Chapter 1245
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"Eighth Level——"
"Has also been passed……"
Outside the True God Path Plaza.
In the upper story.
The seven main gods all wore expressions of grave seriousness.
The eighth level, which no one has ever passed in endless eons.
Yet in this age, someone has passed it!
"Over a hundred golden simians of eighth-transformation semi-god rank—how strong are his followers?!"
The elven main god furrowed her elegant brows and whispered softly.
This is the eighth level.
How many astonishingly brilliant beings have there been since ancient times?
Some beings, even she felt reverence for.
Yet none of these beings passed the eighth level.
Think of it.
To pass the eighth level is incredibly difficult—it is practically impossible.
And this impossible thing.
Now someone has accomplished it.
"Heh—"
The dark main god sneered several times:
"It seems this person might truly pass the ninth level—even the tenth level!"
The other main gods frowned and fell silent.
But what is the situation with the ninth and tenth levels?
They did not know either.
After all, since ancient times, not a single true god has ever set foot there.
"Wisdom Main God, what do you think?"
The Myriad Sounds Main God looked toward the Wisdom Main God, whose appearance resembled an old man; his voice echoed as if countless reverberations overlapped in the void, strangely profound.
Upon hearing this, the other main gods also turned to look at the Wisdom Main God.
In the endless void,
the Wisdom Main God's lineage was the most peculiar.
It was said that since the birth of the endless void, there had never been a break in the line of main god-level beings of this lineage.
When the previous Wisdom Main God perished, a new Wisdom Main God would immediately be born.
And—
In every epoch, the Wisdom Main God would perish and be reborn.
The current generation of Wisdom Main God,
naturally, was the seventh.
"A variable…."
The Wisdom Main God murmured softly.
His eyes held an indescribable expression.
The other main gods tightened their brows.
End of Chapter
