You want me to take out a loan to practice cultivation? I'll just pay off the debt physically.

[The core area of ​​the spirit realm was subjected to a collective rebellion by twenty-nine powerful true gods, protected by supreme rules, and attacked indiscriminately by the will of the spirit realm in a fit of rage.]

[A chaotic and inexplicable turmoil, coupled with the destructive storm raging from the frenzied devouring of the abyss.]

Everything that happened in the spirit world was like the most dazzling mirror, slamming the cold and absurd reality onto the churning source of the will of the abyss and the will of hell.

[After witnessing the foolish, self-destructive actions of the spirit realm's will, a long-overdue epiphany, one that shook even their divine status, exploded like a thunderclap.]

[If the decisive battle had been fought when the spirit realm's will was fully awakened, and it arrogantly and completely seized command of the war, would the outcome have been different?]

[Given this micromanagement master's incomprehensible strategic shortsightedness and insane tendency towards internal strife, this seemingly colossal spirit realm has probably already been torn to shreds by the combined forces of their two chaotic wills.]

However, who could have predicted such a counterintuitive understanding?

[In the vast and ancient history of the universe, the awakening of the Great World Will and its taking of power should be the moment when its strength is concentrated, and its defense and counterattack reach their peak.]

After all, putting everything else aside, the power unleashed by the Abyss Will and the Hell Will is at its strongest when they are personally commanded and empowered.

Of course, even after such a long period of time, the abyss and hell have never slumbered.

[However, influenced by the instinct to empathize, everyone seriously misjudged the role played by the will of the spirit world.]

Who could have imagined that the will of the spirit realm would be so foolish, that its direct intervention would become the biggest flaw that undermined the very foundation of its own order?

The crimson core of the Abyss's Will, churning with chaotic destruction, now showed a rare hint of absurd shame at being fooled by the long passage of time.

[In a distant era, in order to launch a divine war aimed at weakening the spirit world, He was forced to conceal His claws and tail, and lie low during the awakening of the spirit world's will.]

When the will of the spirit world finally fell into slumber, it believed the time was ripe and launched a full-scale attack with all its might, but ultimately failed.

That devastating defeat, like a heavy shackle, made Him even more hesitant and timid during countless subsequent periods of awakening of the spirit world's will, afraid to easily start a war.

After all, everything He initiated failed when the Spirit Realm's will did not personally intervene in the battle.

[If the spirit world's will were awakened, wouldn't He be at the mercy of others?]

How ridiculous that idea seems now!

How tragic!

His forbearance and scheming seemed so naive and superfluous in the face of the unparalleled folly of the spiritual will.

The frustration and absurdity of being fooled didn't last long before being replaced by a more realistic sense of greed.

[Taking advantage of this crucial moment, when the will of the spirit world is ignoring Him, He must devour Him as quickly as possible.]

At this very moment, within the core region of the abyss, unparalleled primal energy surges and reverberates.

The violent power spread rapidly towards the area where the spirit world was located in an unparalleled manner.

In order to devour the primal power possessed by the Spirit Realm's will to the greatest extent possible, the Abyss's will chose to burn its own power in exchange for even more violent might.

After all, no matter how much energy is burned, converting it into devouring power is a huge profit!

After glancing at the Will of the Abyss, the Will of Hell ceased its concealment, unleashing a surge of violent power.

[It turns out that the Will of Hell began burning its own primordial power the moment it started devouring.]

[He was only worried about inciting the will of the abyss to imitate him, thus reducing his share of the benefits, so he had been suppressing his own primal fluctuations.]

Now that the will of the abyss has begun, there's no need for us to hide anything anymore.

In August of the 520th year of the Extraordinary Calendar, under the reckless and frenzied devouring of the Abyss Will and the Hell Will, and the self-destructive, vengeful attacks of the Spirit Realm Will, the vast, star-like primal authority of the Spirit Realm had already shrunk considerably.

[The twenty-nine rebellious gods, including the God of War, who were seen as a thorn in the side by the will of the spirit realm, finally took advantage of the gap in the protection of the supreme rules to complete their arduous transformation from authority to the path of divine rule.]

However, just as their divinity was solidified, their rules were established, and the light of the supreme rule's protection dissipated, the will of the spirit realm unleashed a world-destroying blow, fueled by endless humiliation and rage.

He would rather let the abyss and hell devour more of the source than let these traitors pay the most terrible price.

[Especially towards the God of War, who once commanded the Spirit Realm's allied forces, was considered a pillar of the state, yet ultimately led the rebellion, the Spirit Realm's will poured in an unparalleled amount of hatred.]

Under the relentless and brutal onslaught, the twelve newly ascended True Gods of the Rules, whose foundations were not yet stable, along with the War God who was the primary target, had their nascent divine essence and divine bodies instantly crushed by the overwhelming torrent of order.

They couldn't even escape with a wisp of their souls, utterly perishing in the very land they had served.

Even though the very essence of the spirit realm suffered a violent upheaval and its authority was lost in an avalanche.

Even as the abyss and hell seize the opportunity to devour, the power of the Spirit Realm's will, this colossal entity, unleashing its fury, remains terrifyingly formidable.

The remaining seventeen True Gods of Rules who narrowly escaped the first wave of lethal attacks all experienced a violent tremor in their divine essence and their divine flames flickered. The wounds originating from the core of the Great World's will were like maggots clinging to their bones, deeply imprinted on their newly formed origins of rules; their pain and weakness far surpassed those of ordinary divine battles.

They dared not linger for a moment. Amidst the chaotic surge of energy, guided by their sensitivity to the rules, they discovered the escape route left behind by Agrelius.

The next moment, following the coordinates of the partially destroyed spirit realm passage secretly left behind by Aglios and Yu Xiao, they tore through dimensions like startled birds, hastily fleeing into the chaotic and disordered Star Abyss, a place isolated by divine power.

The chaotic storm of the Star Abyss was like a billion steel knives scraping one's bones; even a true god at his peak would have to deal with it with caution, let alone these seventeen new gods whose divine essence was damaged and whose mastery of the rules was still immature.

They struggled to maintain their balance amidst the raging energy turbulence, their divine thoughts intertwining, and they quickly reached a consensus.

Only by banding together and supporting each other can we seize a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation!

However, just as they endured the excruciating pain and prepared to work together to build a temporary defensive barrier, an unusual phenomenon occurred.

Three immense wills, far more concentrated and imbued with the aura of fundamental rules than the Star Abyss Storm, pierced through the chaos like lighthouses, precisely pinpointing their locations.

[Agross's towering divine body, forged from lava; Yu Xiao's eerie figure blending into the deep darkness; and the God of Pain, surrounded by a twisted, agonizing crimson aura, blooming freely around him.]

These three True Gods of the Red Heart Society, who had recently staged a shocking defection at the core of the Spirit Realm, were like hunters who had been waiting there, silently hovering in the center of the Star Abyss's turbulent currents.

Time and space seemed to freeze at this moment.

[The seventeen new gods, born from the spirit realm, instantly triggered alarms deep within their divine nature.]

They dragged their wounded divine bodies, their power of rules instinctively gathering in a state of alert.

The scene before me was imbued with a sense of epic destiny.

The three loyal gods who betrayed the abyss of hell, and the seventeen new gods who betrayed the spirit realm, unexpectedly meet in the Star Abyss, the graveyard of the gods.

But what lingered in the hearts of the gods in the spirit realm at this moment was not sentimentality, but a chilling wariness and a sense of impending doom.

They have just broken free from the shackles of authority, and their understanding of their own rules is still in a rudimentary, instinctive stage; their fighting strength is less than one-tenth of what it used to be.

And what about the three on the other side?

[A true god from the origin of the Red Heart Society's divine path of rules, deeply versed in the application of the power of rules!]

Their intentions are unclear; are they friend or foe?

[After losing their absolute rationality as true gods, their divine consciousness was violently churning with the weakness of severe injuries and the fear of the unknown.]

In this tense, deathly silence, Agrelius's molten golden eyes swept over his wounded kin, and the battle flames raging on his lava-like body strangely subsided.

[He took the first step forward, his divine voice carrying a sigh of shared sorrow, like a warm current brushing across the cold abyss of stars.]

[We are both betrayers who have broken free from their cages, so why should we be wary of each other?]

The distorted aura of pain surrounding the God of Rules subsided slightly, emanating a deep resonance.

The spirit world sees us as rebels, and the abyss of hell sees us as heretics.

Though the universe is vast, perhaps only this chaotic abyss can contain the pure land of the god of freedom.

Yu Xiao's enigmatic figure flickered in and out of existence within the rules of the night, his intent precisely targeting the core.

The path of rules is vastly different from the prison of power or the shackles of faith. We are all pioneers, the road ahead uncertain, surrounded by formidable enemies.

If they fight individually, they will eventually be wiped out one by one.

Only by joining hands can we carve out a glimmer of hope and regain our dignity in this game of chess played by the gods!

[Following this, Yu Xiao put forward a substantive proposal.]

This place, a celestial abyss, is chaotic and disordered, a wasteland beyond the perception of the will of the greater world.

[Why not first work together to build a gathering place, a temporary haven for respite, healing, and exchanging insights on the rules?]

As for the details of future cooperation, we can discuss them in detail once we have recovered our strength!

This statement, made by posing as a traitor to bridge the gap, highlighting shared predicaments, and proposing practical cooperation solutions, acted like a precise key, instantly unlocking the guarded and uneasy core of the seventeen new gods of the spirit realm.

[As fellow outcasts hunted by the will of the Great World, this shared experience is more convincing than any grand oath.]

【after all!】

They faced the same predicament, and that was the greatest basis for their cooperation! (End of Chapter)