A Mortal Worships the Gods-and the Gods Must Worship Me!

The atmosphere fell silent.

This white-robed man was the weakest god Lin Yan had ever seen.

Now, within this sanctuary, even relying on his remaining divine power, he could not reach the level of a Martial Saint of the Human Realm.

But a god was still a god!

He was a deity who had once received an imperial conferment from the Heavenly Court!

Even if he had never held the position of an Orthodox God, he had once been an ancient god who, in one world among the myriad heavens and realms, protected its people!

He had once received the incense offerings of countless people.

Throughout the ages, it had only been worldly living beings who worshipped him.

When had any divine sovereign ever knelt and worshipped a mortal of the mundane world?

"You..."

The white-robed deity's expression changed drastically.

After all, he was an ancient existence—and a true living being.

Even if he had fallen from the skies to the plains, he still should not bow before this mortal of later generations.

How could a dragon swimming in shallow waters bow down before fish and shrimp?

He instantly flew into a rage. The entire pure land trembled, and the stone stele rumbled and rolled, about to evolve into a forbidden ground.

Elder Yan and the others were all horrified.

The ordinary people were already on the verge of fainting.

Lin Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he showed no intention of taking action.

Beneath that rolling divine might—

Plop!

The white-robed man dropped to both knees, kowtowed, and said, "Liu Shan, Land God of Wang Ling Mountain in the Original Mountain River Realm, pays respects to the Human Sacred Master. May your Dao Path stretch far, may you attain the Great Dao soon, and may you achieve the status of