The air in the hall seemed to freeze. Dies Martin's dark violet pupils widened slightly.
Power broker.
In the Abyss, those two words meant absolute dictator.
Since its birth, the Abyss had never had a single ruler. Even the mightiest king of Demon Gods had only held nominal sway over the others. Absolute Dominion was beyond him.
With one casual remark, Qin Chuan had struck the ambition Dies Martin kept buried deepest in his heart. But Dies Martin quickly came to his senses.
"Shadow, don't try to sell me a fantasy." Dies Martin leaned forward and lowered his voice. "Those old monsters in the Abyss have lived longer than Blue Star's entire civilization. You think they don't want to rule the Abyss? They just can't."
He tapped a finger on the table.
"Off the top of my head, there's the Fear Demon God, the Plague Sovereign, and that Faceless One hiding in the deepest reaches. All three are Peak Upper Gods. I've only just become an Upper God. How the hell am I supposed to boss them around?"
Dies Martin leaned back in his chair and spread his hands.
"You want to unite the Abyss. Great. That works in my favor too. But the Abyss isn't a marketplace where you can put up a sign and start charging stall fees!"
Qin Chuan did not argue. He simply listened.
Once Dies Martin had finished complaining, Qin Chuan took a small object from his Storage Space and tossed it onto the table.
Ding.
A crisp sound rang out.
It was a crystal the size of a thumb, clear throughout and radiating extraordinarily pure High-Tier Unaligned Divine Might. It carried none of the Abyss's impurities or the karmic ties of Faith Power.
It was the finest energy crystal produced in the Origin Realm