Qin Chuan looked at the dejected lot and felt that he had made his point.
"The shortcut is gone, but the great road has already been paved." Qin Chuan spoke up. "Have you misunderstood the words 'Prototype Universe'?"
The crowd looked up, every gaze converging on Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan turned around and looked toward the distant continent that had just been forged into shape.
"Back in the Pantheon or Heaven Country, why could each pantheon have only one Main God?" Qin Chuan posed a question.
Evergreen picked up the thread. "Because the laws are mutually exclusive. A divine kingdom has limited capacity. Once a Main God occupies the core Divine Authority, the remaining deities can only serve as Lesser Gods, dividing up the peripheral laws. The moment someone tries to touch the core, the divine kingdom collapses."
"Exactly." Qin Chuan nodded. "But in the Origin Realm, this restriction doesn't exist."
Dies Martin's eyes lit up again. "It doesn't? You mean..."
"The Origin Realm's current status is a High-Dimensional Prototype Universe." Qin Chuan folded his arms across his chest. "There's no ceiling here. As long as you have enough believers and understand the laws deeply enough, then under the Origin Realm's capacity to contain you, it doesn't matter whether you cultivate Extreme Ice, Reincarnation, Truth, or Lies. This place can accommodate your ascension to Main God."
The moment those words left his mouth, Water God, who had still been sighing moments ago, threw his staff aside.
"There's no limit on the number of Main Gods? We just have to grind it out ourselves?" Water God's eyes shone. "Then what are we waiting for? This ten-layer Abyss was just carved out, and several hundred million Abyss Demons are all lined up in the Reincarnation Pool waiting to be brainwashed!"
Dies Martin