Only those who were completely at odds with Chen Luo would find becoming a god under him painful, but entering the Investiture of the Gods was far freer than undergoing Puppet Transformation.
And Puppet Transformation had a potential audience numbering in the millions.
That was only on a single Xianzhou.
On planets where the average lifespan was less than a hundred years, that number would surge dozens, hundreds, or even nearly a thousandfold.
"First of all, you don't qualify." The first condition Chen Luo stated immediately extinguished Ismar's interest.
"In a sense, anyone can join the Investiture of the Gods if they want to. But once you enter it, a fragment of your true spirit is collected by the Investiture of the Gods, and there is no possibility of ever leaving. Why would you sign that kind of contract selling yourself away?" Chen Luo gave the group of interested people a strange look.
"But... isn't the side effect of the Investiture of the Gods lower than Puppet Transformation? It's just that someone else controls whether you live or die, right?" Herrscher of Knowledge, who knew a little about the Investiture of the Gods, asked.
"That's only because it's being used well. Isn't having your life and death controlled by someone else serious enough? Besides, the holder of the Investiture of the Gods has absolute command authority over the gods within it."
"But... the benefits of being deified are really huge. Just thinking that someone else could do absolutely nothing and become stronger than me without lifting a finger makes me really unhappy." Herrscher of Knowledge put her hands on her hips.
Herrscher of Knowledge's current strength had not yet reached the Third Digit.
The Third Digit referred to the domain of omnipotence, a domain possessing every ability—though those at the