"You've said a lot, and it does sound plausible, but there's one thing I still don't understand. Why choose this place? Why Daxia, why the Tibetan region? If I'm not mistaken, he could be resurrected anywhere. Let alone this being a contingency he arranged himself—after suffering such a huge setback in East Asia, unless his brain was flooded, there was no way he would choose to be resurrected here."
My eyes remained fixed on the woman before me.
I smelled a conspiracy.
She lowered her head and let out a faint sigh after a long while. "You're right. His original plan was to be resurrected on Mount Olympus. Its summit is also the place closest to heaven. But we couldn't let his plan succeed, because we also didn't want him to be successfully resurrected."
As Tethys spoke, an apologetic look appeared on her face. "After all, he has many followers there. If we tried to stop him, his followers could easily interfere. We can't ignore that force. So Hera tampered with things on Mount Olympus. That left us with no choice but to select a more suitable location, and this place is also close to heaven. It can be said to be the most ideal choice besides Mount Olympus."
"So you wanted to shift the trouble our way and use us to deal with him."
Tethys smiled bitterly. "This was our only option. Actually, we know Daxia has its own gods. Even when he was alive, we kept warning him not to set foot in East Asia, but he refused to listen. His ambition was too great. He believed the entire world should worship him as its god, the only god. We don't want to truly become enemies with Daxia, but if he is resurrected, then what we think will