Chapter 673

There was no light in his eyes, only black pupils as calm as a lake.

He wore a white long robe, his handsome face expressionless.

He looked—

As if he were a noble Young Master stepping out of a painting.

Ten years had passed.

At this moment—

The entire Divine Domain had long since changed completely.

From an area of four thousand kilometers in radius—

It had expanded to eleven thousand kilometers in radius!

This—

Was naturally all due to the divine kingdom essence of the True God of Demons Doyle and the other three True Gods.

A Divine Domain with a radius of eleven thousand kilometers.

Had far surpassed the divine kingdom of a six-star lower-rank True God.

Mountain ranges rose and fell, and green grass on the plains swayed gently in the breeze.

Vibrant flowers bloomed, their fragrance drifting ten li away.

Towering trees stood tall, one after another, with no end in sight.

Moreover—

On the plains,

A small village had appeared.

Inside—

One hundred and thirty-five beings of various races lived.

These—

Were the Petitioners.

Their faith level had reached the Saint tier.

After death—

Their souls would be guided into the divine kingdom, granting them eternal life.

Or rather,

As long as the True God does not perish, the Petitioners will not die.

· ···· Begging for flowers ···· ···

Even if they die in battle,

The True God can consume divine power to resurrect them easily.

Of course—

The stronger the Petitioner,

The more divine power is required.

Every Petitioner is wealth for the True God.

Because their physical bodies have died, leaving only their souls,

And because they live within the divine kingdom, constantly bathed in divine majesty,

Free from the troubles of the mortal world,

Their faith is even more pure.

The faith power provided by a Petitioner

Is three times that of a Saint.

"One hundred and thirty-five Petitioners."

"Most are Rank 5 Extraordinary, with a small number below Rank 5 and some at Rank 6."

Li Li Yue glanced over.

Then paid no further attention.

It was too few.

They could provide only about forty threads of divine power per year.

For him now—

It was far, far too little.

Hoo—

He looked beyond the Divine Domain.

At this moment—

The grandest living sacrifice, held once every ten years, had begun again.

A hint of expectation appeared on his face.

This—

Was the third living sacrifice.

The first time, a black dragon was sacrificed, providing the foundation for his rise.

The second time, the Six-Winged Sky Dragon King was sacrificed; this was a mythical beast.

And now—

What would the third living sacrifice bring him?

Gazing before the ancestral hall.

There, sunk in slumber, her face exquisite and perfect, like an elven goddess who had stolen all creation from the world.

He murmured to himself:

"An elven goddess bearing the bloodline of the Main God..."

"I hope..."

"You do not disappoint me."

Indeed—

The target of this living sacrifice.

Is that elven goddess of the Nain Continent!

Ten years ago.

This very one—

Was captured alive with ease before the Angel Squad.

Gwush City.

Before the ancestral hall.

On the vast square.

Pope Huo Ge, clad in magnificent and noble attire, holding the Lei Ting Divine Staff and wearing the Lei Ting Divine Crown, knelt devoutly on the ground.

Behind him.

A dense crowd of Leiting Sect Sect clergy in purple robes knelt in rows.

Every single one—

Was filled with devotion.

Besides Pope Huo Ge, this Bai Yin Demigod,

Seven more Demigod auras permeated the air.

Over a hundred Legendary presences flickered into view.

As for Shi Shi level—

There were even more than a thousand.

And this—

Was not the full strength of the Leiting Sect Sect.

After all—