After confirming that Divine Prayer had indeed worked, Ang was not particularly excited.
He merely let out a soft breath, raised his head toward the void, and sighed inwardly.
"Though I'm a legend now, when it comes to actual combat power, I can only barely contend with a Fourth-tier expert by relying on Chaos Power."
Ang murmured softly, his expression carrying a trace of coldness and helplessness. "The road ahead is long and arduous..."
Before his words had faded, a faint ripple spread through the void, and a familiar figure suddenly appeared.
Drumil wore a long robe, surrounded by the faintly visible aura of a demigod. That pressure silently enveloped the entire hall.
"It seems your experiment succeeded." Drumil's voice was low, with a hint of amusement.
Ang turned around and met his gaze without the slightest surprise. He merely nodded. "Yes. I really didn't expect it to go so smoothly."
Drumil watched him for a moment before suddenly asking, "Then what do you plan to do next?"
After a brief pause, Ang smiled. "Let nature take its course. I'm no match for you, after all. You're a demigod-level existence, while I... am still far from taking that step."
A meaningful look flashed through Drumil's eyes, and his tone grew heavier. "Then will you help me?"
Ang did not hesitate and nodded directly. "Of course. But I need to find three unconquered planes first before I can carry out the next stage of the plan."
"That's simple." Drumil sounded more excited, and light gleamed deep in his eyes. "I can help you!"
Ang raised an eyebrow slightly. "Oh? You have plane coordinates?"
"I don't." Drumil shook his head, then his expression turned serious. "But I can go find them."
Ang glanced at him, his expression calm. "All right. Tell me