The Second Old Ancestor was like the strongest being between heaven and earth. He watched me with a vicious gaze, his eyes so jealous they were nearly driven mad.
"Impossible! How could your talent possibly be this good?"
"Why? How could you have touched that realm?"
"Impossible! After all these years, I still haven't even touched its edge."
"But you've already entered that realm, even if only for this instant. You're already far ahead of me."
"Why! Why is this happening!"
At that moment, he became more frenzied than ever, and the Spiritual Energy in his hands bombarded me in a frenzy. The Spiritual Energy kept striking my body, increasing tenfold, then a hundredfold.
But I felt neither joy nor sorrow throughout my body, as if I had entered a state of ethereal emptiness.
"Could this be..." The Lord of the White Foxes atop the high platform was already utterly stunned.
She vaguely recalled a terrifying legend: the end of all living beings was godhood.
The so-called immortals and gods of the present were, in reality, merely beings transformed from humans. They were not true gods.
But this universe did possess true gods. They controlled the laws and possessed power beyond ordinary people's imagination. They could even break the laws and cause things that defied common sense to appear.
They could create fire in water without obeying the conservation of energy. They could even create things from thin air.
This was no longer a realm that humans could possess, but the domain of gods.
Yet even those Old Ancestors and Great Emperors were still human. They would die. Only gods could be immortal.
But who could have imagined that the person before her had actually entered that realm?
Although it had lasted only a brief moment, with this trace of