Next.
Between the Furious Thunder Divine Domain and the Yellow Sand Divine Domain, there was none of the great war Li Yun had hoped for. Yet over the next several centuries, the two groups of gods began plotting against each other.
Today, you ambushed me; tomorrow, I ambushed you.
Every so often, they would chase each other to Withered Soul Ridge and break out into one or two battles. Every few years, they would even stage a major war.
It was as though the two sides had locked horns.
These mutual schemes caused losses on both sides. Though the losses each time seemed minor, with only several or a dozen living beings falling, there were simply too many incidents. Before they knew it, the total number of fallen gods had already exceeded ten thousand.
The blood of these fallen beings, along with the essence left behind when their Divine Sparks shattered, all spilled across Withered Soul Ridge, bringing it no small benefit.
Without anyone noticing, the earth veins of Withered Soul Ridge, long since withered away, had completely sprung back to life. The pitch-black, desolate ridge gradually regained a layer of green.
Li Yun and Zhang Chen's two companions benefited from all of this.
In the blink of an eye, another two thousand years passed.
Zhang Chen's two companions had already recovered their cultivation to the Great God Realm.
And they were no ordinary Great Gods.
As they absorbed the power of the Immortal Gate and evolved the aura of the Three Thousand Great Daos, cultivating Great God Sparks once more, they also evolved new subsidiary Divine Sparks. These subsidiary Divine Sparks and their primary Divine Sparks had formed into a mysterious system.
This made Zhang Chen's two companions dozens of times stronger in the Great God Realm than when