Of course, before that, Li Tianming had her ask about Goldscale's father's cultivation level.
Second Derivative Realm!
The process of transforming from a Star God into an Eonic God meant that cultivators could not hide their realm.
Their height, build, and number of stellar particles were all plainly visible!
They could expand, but they could not shrink.
Because they were already at their smallest.
"Goddess, don't worry. You are the savior of the Divine Wasteland's Ghost Gods. I'll tell my father to nominate you as our clan's Divine Maiden!"
After saying that, he left.
Zi Zhen had placed Silver Dust on him and made it clear that the thing could eavesdrop.
If he ran, Li Tianming could do nothing about it.
There was no helping it. His Imperial Sword Prison likely lacked the capacity to control a Derivative Realm Ghost God. Zi Zhen still had the abilities of her Sixfold Eyes, but Goldscale was simply too strong.
Next, Silver Dust reported that Goldscale was fairly obedient.
The Golden Clan and the other Divine Wasteland Ghost Gods were hiding in a remote corner of Divine Wasteland Number One.
From the sound of it, they had quite a few such bases.
The Orderly Clan had been hunting them down all these years, but they had been cautious enough to burrow three holes like crafty rabbits. They had managed to preserve a relatively complete fighting force, forming a rather formidable army of Ghost Gods!
That was the result of enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens.
In truth, they had once been stronger. Back then, they had Order Ruins and Derivative Ruins. Now, these once heaven-favored children could only cultivate bit by bit through bitter hardship.
Their upper limit had not changed!
It was simply that the time needed to become accomplished had been