Divine Tomb Cult, Four Foreign Affairs Bureaus, Southern Suppression Bureau.
The Southern Suppression Bureau stood in the southern part of the Imperial Ruins, not too far from the Liu Manor.
If it were too far, there might not have been enough time to make the journey.
The closer they drew to the Southern Suppression Bureau, the more bustling the surrounding streets became. Within the Real World Dock, Chaos Eonic Gods hundreds of thousands of meters tall passed overhead one after another, their starlight brilliant and their stellar radiance boundless.
The shops and taverns lining the streets were cosmic palaces formed from rocky stars and barriers. They were casually tens of millions of meters tall, with some colossal structures reaching several billion meters. It was impossible to know who they were even built for.
To mortals under two meters tall, eight thousand meters might already pierce the clouds. But to star-sea giants a million meters tall, an eight-thousand-meter mountain was only taller than a toe.
Star-sea Chaos Eonic Gods and mortals were no longer even the same concept.
Yet in the Guan Zizai Realm and the Real World Dock, these two kinds of "lives" overlapped in such harmony.
"People here have adapted both to the star-sea cosmic struggles of the Real World Dock and to mundane lives like those of the mortal world..."
On the other hand, a "bacterium" like Li Tianming was still somewhat dazed. He had yet to truly adapt, and he always felt that the Guan Zizai Realm was a dreamland much like the Huan Tian Realm.
No one died in the Huan Tian Realm. In Guan Zizai, they could die.
Moreover!
Today's entrance assessment for the Divine Tomb Cult's Southern Suppression Bureau was actually being held in the Guan Zizai Realm.
This showed that the people of