Jiren

After leaving Grand Zeno's Palace, Kusu could clearly see the Gods of Destruction's wariness toward Lord Chaya. Likewise, the angels regarded Kusu differently as well—treatment she had never enjoyed when following Lord Rumsshi.

As a result, Kusu was in an excellent mood, quietly humming a tune.

"Lord Chaya, look at those Gods of Destruction's expressions..." Kusu pointed at the stiff-faced Gods of Destruction nearby and giggled, her eyes narrowing into crescents.

Chaya glanced at those Gods of Destruction from the corner of his eye, and he was in a very good mood as well.

Who would have thought that after arriving in this world years ago, when he had still worried about his future fate, he would now stand above all Gods of Destruction after decades of struggle, leaving them only daring to watch from afar rather than provoke him? A surge of pride rose in his heart.

But this was not his peak yet. Chaya's sights were now set on a position above the Gods of Destruction.

The fourth level of the Divine Realm, or even the fifth level of the Divine Realm—that was what he needed to pursue.

"Don't mind them. Let's head back." Chaya gave the Gods of Destruction an indifferent look, then smiled and took Kusu's hand. Together with Tapion, they stepped forward and vanished from the place where Grand Zeno lived.

After Chaya and the others left, the dissatisfaction among the gods finally erupted.

"Hmph, what an arrogant new God of Destruction!" Quitela, the mouse-like God of Destruction, stomped his foot in fury. His face was grim, cold light flickering in his eyes as a fierce killing intent that warned strangers away radiated from his body.

"He has the right to be arrogant. Two portions of God of Destruction energy... We can't compare..." The clown