Crack

"Three days."

How long would three days in the Abyss amount to when converted from time in the Divine Realm?

A quarter of an hour? Or less?

In any case, even though it was deep in the night, Xuan Sheng couldn't sleep. He could only force himself to stay awake, waiting for the final outcome of the Festival of the Gods.

By now, the existence of the "Xuan God" had practically become a mystery that every Supreme Deity was curious about.

Every Supreme Deity was trying to uncover his true form—or the source of that power.

And until there was a result.

At the very least, for the safety of those members of the Xuan Tribe, he had no way to sleep soundly.

If the six Supreme Deities turned against each other after the final outcome and attacked the Xuan Tribe...

Then when he woke up, he probably wouldn't even be able to find the Xuan Tribe's ashes.

And ever since he had been forcibly kicked out of that world while chatting with the Xuan Tribe and two Supreme Deities...

Whenever Xuan Sheng tried to contact the Divine Realm, he always felt as though a layer of fog capable of absorbing everything stood between them... His former abilities could no longer be used.

"Is there something you're worried about?"

Clearly sensing the worry in her lover's heart, Yi Qing emerged from the shadows and completely left the world of shadows.

"Mm. You could say that."

Looking out the window at the endless night through the Eye of God, Xuan Sheng let out a long sigh.

The Xuan Tribe he had nurtured in his former innocence.

Had now become a considerable source of worry for him.

"Mm... Your Majesty?"

Little Bat, who had been resting with his head on the desk,