Chapter 1459

How could it possibly be let go?

Over these ten thousand years, she used every moment to grow, finally reaching the fourth level, yet her distance from him grew ever greater, ever greater.

"Arlen, you should have been braver back then and joined his divine system—every goddess in his system is now a Lord of Law, and some of them had lesser talent than you."

Beside her, He Li, seeing Arlen's melancholy, spoke up.

Arlen slowly shook her head, her gaze gradually hardening.

She never expected to catch up to him, the one she had admired for ten thousand years; she merely hoped to grow strong enough to enter his field of vision.

If ten thousand years isn't enough, then a hundred thousand; if a hundred thousand isn't enough, then a million.

Seeing Arlen's expression, He Li softly shook her head.

As a friend for ten thousand years, He Li understood Arlen's stubbornness too well.

Let her be.

In such a long span of time, having a goal is always better, isn't it?

Ten thousand years after the founding of the Pantheon, recently, a great number of Heavenly Realm deities have been quietly discussing whether the Shenyuanbu Society will launch another war against the Heavenly Realm.

After all, throughout past ages, the Shenyuanbu Society has stirred up trouble roughly every ten thousand years.

"It won't happen again. Last time, the Shenyuanbu Society was crushed so badly, while our strength suffered almost no loss. Most crucially, the Flame Lord stands guard in the Heavenly Realm, dominating all—who dares come?"

A deity spoke with full confidence.

Other deities nodded in agreement.

For these ordinary deities, ten thousand years already seemed an impossibly distant time.

And only now did they realize that the Flame Lord had been ruling the Pantheon and dominating the entire Heavenly Realm for precisely ten thousand years.

For these ten thousand years, under the Flame Lord's dominance, not a single petty or evil deity dared rise up to cause trouble!

Every deity's power has been growing at breakneck speed.

The population across the Continent of Deities has also exploded.

So much so that even as the number of deities keeps increasing, each deity still secures a remarkably wealthy nation.

Of course, they ultimately receive only twenty percent of the faith energy from that nation.

The remaining eighty percent is surrendered to the Pantheon, which then redistributes the faith energy.

And in this redistribution, Lin Yan takes the largest share.

"The Shenyuanbu Society won't come. According to the Pantheon's spies within the Shenyuanbu Society, the entire Shenyuanbu Society is burning."

At this moment, news spread.

"True or false?"

A great number of Heavenly Realm deities became deeply intrigued.

Whether it was intentional by the Pantheon or not.

One Lord of Law flew above the assembled deities, swept his hand, and projected a vivid, three-dimensional image.

The deities looked on, seeing flames burning everywhere within the Shenyuanbu Society.

In the void, vast flames surged upward, igniting the realms of several demonic deities.

And this was live footage!

Divine power can accomplish far too many things.

Thus, in the Heavenly Realm, inspired by Lin Yan, the divine power communication spaces once used by some deities were upgraded into fixed divine power spaces capable of accommodating vast numbers of deities.

Similar to chat groups, yet far more advanced.

Because within them, one could even manifest one's will to conduct transactions.

Across the Continent of Deities, numerous long-distance communication tools had also emerged.

Not ordinary phones, but rather magical phones.

These magical phones combined the principles of magical letters with features of phones from Lin Yan's world before his transmigration—extremely practical.

Most crucially, the energy problem was effortlessly solved: a single magical phone could operate for months without recharging.

The world changes every day.

And the deities of the Heavenly Realm are not rigid, unchanging beings.

Every deity's wisdom is not to be underestimated—though they are easily bound by ideology.

Break their constraints, introduce new ideas, and let these deities engage in invention—it's not complicated.

After all, a divine core is equivalent to a supercomputer.

Thus, this event within the Shenyuanbu Society was broadcast live via a divine power simulation created by a Lord of Law.

"The Flame Lord—it's the Flame Lord acting!"

One Heavenly Realm deity cried out in shock.

Instantly, all the Heavenly Realm deities were stirred.

"So bold! The Flame Lord dares to storm alone into the Shenyuanbu Society and harvest the entire realm—doesn't he fear being surrounded by the Shenyuanbu Society's main deities?"

One deity couldn't help but worry.

"I think the Shenyuanbu Society's main deities won't emerge."

At this moment, a Lord of Law spoke gravely.

"Why do you think so?"

The nearby Heavenly Realm deity asked.

"Simple: the fire in the Shenyuanbu Society has been burning this long—the longer it burns, the wider its spread, and the less suppression the Flame Lord faces within. So if the Shenyuanbu Society's main deities were going to emerge, they would have done so already. Since they haven't, they're likely cowering."

That Lord of Law said.

"Makes sense."

Other celestial deities nodded in turn.

In today's Celestial Realm, deities communicate far more frequently; even those who are not Law Lords now understand the Laws far better than before, when they had no idea what the Laws truly were.

What happened next confirmed the Law Lord's speculation.

The fire in the Abyss grew larger and larger.

Over the past ten thousand years, the Pantheon had infiltrated the Abyss, planting numerous spies deep within.

From the upper Abyss to the lower Abyss, there were hundreds of images.

At this moment, all hundreds of these images showed nothing but burning flames.

This burning lasted for many days.

Yet the Lord of the Abyss remained nowhere to be seen!

It seemed the Lord of the Abyss had accepted his fate, allowing Lin Yan to freely harvest the demons and demon gods of the Abyss.

The deities of the Celestial Realm grew increasingly excited.

They were all thrilled by Lin Yan's power.

"So powerful! He alone stormed into the Abyss and reaped demon gods, while the Lord of the Abyss didn't even dare to let out a single fart—no one else could match this grandeur!"

One deity murmured.

"Unbeatable! Even if other Law Lords refuse to acknowledge it, the Flame Lord has surely become the de facto King of Gods!"

Another deity's eyes sparkled with awe as she gazed at Lin Yan with boundless reverence.

At this moment, Lin Yan's figure flashed across the images, and instantly, the entire Celestial Realm erupted in cheers.

"He's safe."

In the Celestial Realm, the Goddess of Life and the Goddess of the Ocean gathered together.

This time, Lin Yan's journey into the Abyss was conducted with great fanfare.

Unlike his journey a thousand years ago, which went unnoticed by anyone.

Even though Lin Yan's power had grown continuously over these ten thousand years, the Abyss was still the Lord of the Abyss's domain, and they still harbored some concern.

So they waited here, ready to rush to the Abyss and support Lin Yan at any moment.

But now it seemed the Lord of the Abyss dared not emerge.

They felt at ease.

"The Lord of Light and the others have made no move, and the Lord of the Abyss is hiding away—this isn't like them at all. I have a feeling they might be plotting something."

The Goddess of the Ocean looked at the Goddess of Life.

The Goddess of Life said: "Possibly. Perhaps they are waiting for the right moment."

The Goddess of the Ocean said: "But if this continues, we will only grow stronger—what are they waiting for?"

The Goddess of Life's gaze grew profound.