Golden God Barry's main will did not know that his split will had not died. After selecting a Soul Mage from his own sect and switching bodies, he headed straight for the Vast Continent.
A few days later, he arrived at Mountain Palace, the residence of God of Dark Night—Eternal.
The moment he entered, he saw a Brown-Haired Woman seated before a tea table, clearly having waited for a long time.
Barry knew that this was God of Dark Night—Eternal, merely in a different body.
Barry sat opposite Eternal and went straight to the point. "My split will suddenly lost contact without any warning. It may have died completely."
Eternal said as well, "The same happened to my split will."
After comparing their information, they discovered that contact had been severed at the same time, and both fell into a brief silence.
After a while, Barry said with some frustration, "What the hell is this New God? I've thought about it for a long time, but I just can't figure out how I died those last few times. The first two times, my brain was suddenly smashed to pieces—I never understood it, but at least my split will returned smoothly. But this time? Everything just vanished in an instant."
When had he ever been so restless in the past? No matter what he encountered, he could either accept it with a laugh or resolve it with a casual wave.
But this matter made him feel an indescribable sense of stifled grievance.
How many years had it been since he had felt this way? Yet he did not want this feeling at all.
For the moment, Eternal could not understand Barry's feelings. After all, she had only suffered one setback. She believed that she had simply failed to prepare properly; if