Some gods began to despise the human world.
The human world suffered a great drought, with bones piled high. The emperor prayed for rain, while the gods merely watched from the sidelines.
When torrential rain caused floods, the gods turned a blind eye.
When epidemics ran rampant, the emperor used his blood to Sacrifice to the Heavens.
The sacrificial texts and rituals the gods had once given them now received no response from any god.
They seemed to have been abandoned.
At that time, there were many nations, large and small, across this land, and each nation worshiped different gods.
But the one thing they had in common was that after obtaining powerful Magical Power, they began to regard their believers as ants and lambs.
Even the wealthy, who stood a level above others in financial power, viewed the poor as inferior, let alone the lofty gods.
The world fell into chaos, and the people could barely make a living.
At that time, a tyrant emerged in a small nation called Xuanxi. Taking advantage of the chaos, he waged war in every direction, rapidly unifying all the nations, large and small, through the swiftest and most brutal means, becoming the common ruler of the world.
This Emperor Xuanxi was extremely arrogant. After unifying all the nations, he opened the altar directly, sacrificing human blood to the heavens and demanding negotiations with the gods.
He demanded that the gods look upon the human world. He demanded that the Rain God Bring Rain to the Drought-stricken Lands, that the god of life help humanity survive the plague, and that the God of War...
His demands were numerous, yet in truth, they were not.
He merely demanded that the gods each perform their proper duties.
But the monsters of the past had already