I would rather betray the gods

"I laugh at the fact that you can talk to me, which means you are also in this alien realm, not outside," Serachia said without hiding anything.

"So what? I created this realm, and I am this realm. Everything within this realm is me, yet not me. Can you still drag me out?"

At first, the elephant remained completely calm.

"Of course I can't," Serachia shook her head.

"Wouldn't that make things even more urgent? Haha!" Xiang was quite pleased with himself at first.

"But I have something that can expose you."

Serachia made the spellcasting gesture again, but this time she supported the wrist of the spellcasting hand with her other hand.

Judging from the situation, the spell she is about to use is so grand that she cannot control it.

"Trying to fool me? I'll see what you can do to me if I don't show myself."

At first, Xiang Hua said and did just that, but his confidence has clearly waned considerably. After all, the other party is the renowned King Kai.

|Immortal Arts - Sacrificial Artifacts - Dark Black Embroidery|

Under the spell, a single strand of hair tied at the back of Serachia's head suddenly broke off in half and flew into the sky.

High in the sky, that strand of hair tumbled and transformed into a black rod.

The moment the black rod took shape, the clouds in the otherworld churned and the wind howled wildly.

"What! How could this happen!"

At first, Xiang couldn't understand why the otherworld was affected. Even though he had merged into the otherworld and was essentially nothingness, he actually felt a trace of pain!

*Smack!*

The black rod spun as it pierced the ground; it was only about half a foot long, with less than half of it protruding.

However, this exposed part caused the surrounding air to distort.

"An artifact made entirely of black hole material?! How is that possible?!"

At first glance, the signs are obvious.

Gods are not omnipotent. There are many forbidden zones for gods in the vast universe, and black holes are one of them.

He simply couldn't imagine how Serachia obtained black hole matter and could even forge it into a divine artifact.

"This black embroidered needle could easily collapse a planet, let alone a mere alien realm."

"Whether you let the alternate dimension collapse into a singularity or dissolve it, the choice is yours!"

As she spoke, Serachia looked up at the sky, her serious expression a warning to Chu Shixiang, for she might unleash the full power of the black rod in the next moment.

Of course, only she herself knew that this divine weapon was extremely difficult to control, and even if she used her full strength at such a distance, she would inevitably suffer.

But she was even more determined not to be trapped here by the initial elephant.

More than ten seconds had passed since she finished speaking, but Xiang had not yet responded.

She frowned slightly and decisively increased her strength.

The distortion of the alien world has gone a step further.

"cut!"

The hidden image then let out a sound of resentment, and then wisely dispelled the strange realm.

Back in the vast expanse of space, before even escaping the pain of gravitational distortion, Chu Shi Xiang's nerves tightened again.

His tension was so intense that his eyebrows twitched involuntarily, and cold sweat slowly seeped from his forehead.

Because his elite troops had already been scattered, and the Realm Kings who controlled the Phase Control Disc were now free to deal with the situation.

At this moment, countless eyes, some near and some far, were fixed on him with barely suppressed anger.

The only feeling he could think of was one of utter dread.

Fortunately, he had a trick that allowed him to escape.

He glanced to the left and then to the right, and before the "screen full" of King Kai could make a move, he slowly raised his right hand to his chest.

It is necessary to use an assistant's gesture, otherwise it is difficult to maximize the effect, but the distance of raising the hand seems so long at this moment.

Just as the gesture was about to be in place, he felt as if he had seen a bright and open door in his heart. But at that moment, a unified and orderly aura surged in like a tidal wave.

|Immortal Technique - Shifting Stars| Three thousand six hundred world kings used the same technique, waiting for him to climb to the top before gently prying open his fingers that were gripping the edge of the cliff.

Ok?

Ugh!

There wasn't even time to see the effects of the spell; initially, the elephant only let out a muffled groan before everything went black and it lost consciousness...

While this revenge is righteous and gratifying, a series of negative consequences will follow.

Those most affected are the high-ranking officials and dignitaries of Pisces, whose carefully cultivated networks of interests have been severely impacted, leading to widespread complaints.

"Second Master, they seem very angry."

The "they" that Banlan mentioned were those high-ranking officials and nobles.

"So what if I'm angry? I'm not living for them."

Planetary rings are composed of rocks and dust. Yuzu is sitting on a rock, and behind her is an unnamed planet that is larger than Jupiter.

"But your vision and the path you're on both require them. Do you know the consequences of angering them?"

Banlan sat on the nearby pebbles, the bubbles from the pomelo extending right in front of her. As she spoke, she pressed the bubbles with her finger, always curious whether this thing her god-king had conjured up bounced like a ball.

"Hey! Your nails are so sharp, don't poke them!" Yuzu panicked at the sight, pointing and shouting.

Banlan withdrew her hand in surprise.

Seeing this, he instantly regained his composure, put his hands behind his head, crossed his legs, and continued, "It's alright. I came to this half-heaven empty-handed, so what's there to gain or lose?"

If things were really as nonchalant as he described, they wouldn't be here in the first place. Banlan gazed thoughtfully ahead.

A short distance ahead, between the Earth and the Moon, a pool of ethereal purple mist drifts through space.

That place is called the Creation Ruins.

It is the place where mortals who have achieved perfect merit ascend to heaven.

Just as stars are born from cosmic dust, ascending mortals will use that matter to reshape their bodies, that is, the bodies of gods.

Each God King's Palace has a system where the spirit of rebirth ascends from the Creation Ruins of which God King's Palace realm to determine its destiny.

Those who ascend from this place will henceforth be members of the Pisces Palace in the Half-Heaven.

Within that seemingly small but actually large enough to contain dozens of solar systems, white fluorescent light occasionally drifted out, which were the newly ascended gods.

Compared to those "second-generation gods" born in the lower realms, these newly ascended gods not only have clean interpersonal relationships, but are also highly accomplished individuals who have been tempered in the mortal world, and are often more powerful.

As the new king, Yuzu can select talents from these people to counter the system of powerful officials who only care about their own interests and do not serve their own purposes.

So there's no reason why you shouldn't come here to learn more first.

"A hundred years from now, will I also float out of there, and you and the head butler personally welcome me back?"

Yuzi asked, shaking her legs.

"A hundred years? Second Master, you seem to have some misunderstanding about the ascension mechanism?"

Banlan scratched his head.

"What do you mean? Am I not qualified to come out of there?" Yuzu sat up straight.

"It's not that I'm not qualified, it's just that Second Master doesn't have the opportunity anymore." Some things have to be said sooner or later, but Banlan chooses to say them now.

"I understand even less now."

That's how people are. You may not have a small goal, but if a fortune teller says you'll never achieve one in your life, you'll feel resentful. Yuzu stood up, extremely unwilling.

"The moment Second Master was crowned was already considered an extraordinary ascension. If you don't believe me, think back to how you felt at that time."

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Second Master will live for another hundred thousand years or so in his current state.

Banlan went all out and exposed everything.

Upon hearing this, Yuzu gasped in shock, her eyes rolling back in her head.

What does "current state" mean? To put it bluntly, it means being a mortal!

No wonder the gods were so indignant; he was just a domestic goose that had infiltrated a flock of swans, stretching its neck to be laughed at. "Damn it! Why are you in such a hurry to put me back in my place? If you're in such a hurry, you could have just killed me beforehand! What am I now? Neither human nor god!"

"Wait a hundred years? If you really lived to be a hundred or eighty years old, the Andromeda Galaxy would have ruled the galaxy long ago. At that time, you wouldn't even be able to wear a God King's helmet, let alone be crowned!"

Furthermore, ascension requires perfect merit. Given Second Master's character, if he had ten thousand heads and let us all do it, perhaps he could trigger the Heavenly Dao's mechanism!

It's all about who can shout the loudest, and Banlan has never lost to anyone.

You, you!

Me, me!

I rely on!

The pomelo was utterly speechless, and felt like crying but had no tears.

"Roar!"

Suddenly a voice came from afar.

Compared to the helplessness on this side, that voice was joyful.

Yuzu and Banlan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure who had just emerged from the Ruins of Creation, having had his body reshaped.

In the blink of an eye, a figure appeared above them, leaping and bounding merrily across the star ring rubble.

It was clear that the person was excited and curious.