Ancient God Small World

"What disaster?"

Seeing Wang Yang's grave expression, Miao Xia lowered the wine flask from her lips and looked at him seriously.

Wang Yang said in a deep voice, "After investigating, we found that the energy throughout the Ancient God's body is diminishing, as if something is draining it away. I suspect..."

Wang Yang paused for a moment before voicing his guess. "I suspect the Ancient God is about to awaken."

"How is that possible?!"

Hearing this, Miao Xia cried out in shock. The twin granaries before her shook violently, as though she had heard something utterly terrifying.

"What Ancient God?"

Jiang Ping An, who was beside them, heard their conversation and was full of confusion.

Wang Yang replied, "The place we are standing on is actually the corpse of a living being. We call it an Ancient God. Its body is larger than the stars, and it could pluck stars with a single hand."

"This is actually a corpse..." Jiang Ping An's pupils contracted sharply.

It reminded him of the Eighteen-Claw Octopus in the Abyss Secret Realm. That octopus's body stretched across the starry river, and with a casual swing of a single tentacle, it could smash countless stars to pieces.

This being known as the Ancient God was likely just as enormous.

Wang Yang continued, "Every realm gives birth to some terrifying beings. These beings bear the will of their realm. Though they cannot cultivate, they can still grow to extremely terrifying heights."

"Some beings can even rival Heavenly Immortals. Their strength is incomparably formidable."

"When we discovered this Small World, we found the corpse of this Ancient God, which had died who knew how long ago."

"What was strange was that, aside from some living beings born upon the Ancient God's corpse, there were no living beings anywhere