Over the next two and a half days, they searched for the entrance to the Time Maze. But even after nearly digging three feet into the ice, they showed no sign of getting any closer to it.
The almost endless expanse of ice and white left the foreign gods collectively dispirited. They all hung their heads, looking as though they had lost all interest in the entire world.
"Alas..." The Lord God who had often spoken with Lin Qiye before shook his head and sighed.
Over the past two days, Lin Qiye had also managed to pry out his identity. His name was Kubera, the God of Wealth who had survived the destruction of the Indian Heavenly God Temple. Although his strength could not compare to top Lord Gods like Indra, he was still a bona fide Lord God level powerhouse.
Yet no matter how Lin Qiye looked at him, he could not see anything resembling a Lord God in this fellow... Whether in demeanor or presence, he fell far short of most of the Lord Gods Lin Qiye had encountered.
Not to mention anything else, when Lin Qiye had stormed Olympus a few days ago, Lord Gods like Zeus and Apollo had at least been formidable figures capable of holding down an entire divine mountain. Leaving aside their actual strength, their presence had been absolutely overwhelming... But Kubera before him looked like a human who had indulged himself too much, utterly lacking any so-called "divine majesty."
It was not just Kubera. The other Lesser Gods and even the Lord Gods were the same. The divinity within them was the thinnest Lin Qiye had ever seen, as though something had drained them dry.
"Split up and keep searching. Go farther this time." The voice from the black sedan chair rang