At the summit of the towering mountain at the absolute center of Sky and Thunder, inside that temple forged entirely from divine gold, incomparably solemn and majestic.
One of Tang Qi's dream avatars was expressing its dissatisfaction with Sessaro.
If it had been any other deity, even a Powerful Deity or a ruler, Sessaro and his subordinate gods would never have remained silent. They were an immensely powerful pantheon, with the confidence to wage war against nearly any faction in Boundless Mystery.
But now, even Orien, God of Flame, whose divinity was notoriously volatile, said nothing.
Following Sessaro's divine decree, they dragged the unimaginably enormous "spoils of war" out of the temple.
The nearly unreserved "inheritances" of ten weak gods were something even a pantheon would value enormously, and would need time to digest.
However, Sessaro's subordinate gods believed this was only the beginning, so they merely dragged all those spoils into Sessaro's treasury.
After they departed, Sessaro returned to the lofty yet lazy manner he had displayed when first meeting Tang Qi.
A gloating smile appeared on his old face as he watched Tang Qi frown and flip through a divine book in his hands.
The black-and-yellow book, seemingly on the verge of rotting into dust and scattering away, emitted a divinity aura that could only be considered weak to Tang Qi and Sessaro.
But if another weak god held it, they might not pass the relevant judgment.
A demigod, meanwhile, certainly would not pass.
This black-and-yellow book was saturated with traces of Years. Rotten and decayed, it looked as though it had just been excavated from some ancient tomb or temple. Its crude, primitive cover was covered in all manner of symbols, patterns, or simply lines and numbers.
Without exception, all of them were writing—scripts created by different