At this point, Granny Yan shook her head slightly, her face full of bitterness. "Yet it was precisely because several ancient gods held the great power of conferring divinity that they provoked that world-upending fiend, the Demon God. Single-handedly, he turned the entire Divine Realm into a river of blood and nearly shattered it beyond repair."
The others listened with their hearts surging. Though shocked by the Demon God's ferocity, they could not help but admire him. Worthy indeed of being an unparalleled prodigy—he had overturned the entire Divine Realm all by himself. What kind of magnificence had that been?
"Could it be that the Demon God caused such a huge disturbance in the Divine Realm because he wanted to share the power of conferring divinity with those ancient gods?" Yue Qianchou asked suspiciously. After all, without a conflict of interests, few things could drive someone to such a frenzied slaughter.
"No, that was not the reason." Granny Yan let out a long sigh. "Gods and immortals are still people. No matter how high a god's cultivation, they are still people, and people have selfish thoughts and distracting desires. The ancient gods held the power of conferring divinity, and after so many years of propagation, each of their clans had become vast, with countless descendants. Since they had selfish desires, they naturally fought for the interests of their own clans, or at the very least favored their own descendants. Thus, whenever a new Divine Position formed between heaven and earth over the years, it was usually divided among those ancient gods. Others found it difficult to gain anything."
As she spoke, she raised a hand and pointed at Taishu Zheng's gravestone. "Taishu Zheng, the Demon God, and Xuan's mother—the tragedy among those three began because of this! And it was