Among the ruins of this Parallel World stood a colossal tower that reached from earth to sky.
The Wizard Tower.
It recorded all the knowledge discovered in the world.
Including the progress of humanity itself.
Gu Qingshan hovered in the void outside the Wizard Tower, releasing a vast surge of Spiritual Power.
Thanks to "Transformation," the people of this world saw what he released not as Spiritual Power, but as an endless stream of pure white Holy Power.
At once, twelve wizards rose into the air and came before him.
To show their respect, they dared not stand level with Gu Qingshan. Instead, they hovered slightly below him.
The Guild Master of the Wizard Association—the old wizard with graying hair—led the others in a bow to Gu Qingshan.
"Honored deity, we are overwhelmed that you have personally descended upon our Wizard Association. We are also deeply honored," the old wizard said.
"Enough," Gu Qingshan said with a smile. "Save it. I know you have little regard for anything beyond the truth."
The old wizard froze, the rest of his words stuck in his throat.
The deity had hit the nail on the head.
—But was it appropriate for a deity to speak like that?
How was anyone supposed to respond?
Ignoring his reaction, Gu Qingshan continued, "I came to see the knowledge you've collected."
"Almighty and all-knowing god, what kind of knowledge would you like to see? I'll have it prepared at once," the old wizard replied quickly.
Gu Qingshan chuckled to himself.
The old fellow's words had a barb to them. On one hand, he called him an all-knowing, almighty god; on the other, he was taking a jab at him.
—If you're an all-knowing, almighty god, why do you need to look at the knowledge we've collected?
Gu