Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.
Everything had been peaceful during that half year. Even a few minor ripples had been covered up. The Exiled God Officials led by Meizilrei had been secretly plotting to disrupt the order of the Zeno Multiverse, but considering the powerful forces in the Zeno Inner Realm and Zeno Outer Realm, they had acted with extreme caution and had yet to make any major move.
They continued observing for a while, until the time was more or less ripe.
On this day, outside the Zeno Inner Realm.
With a splash, as if several rings of ripples had risen on the surface of water, space scattered bit by bit amid a crystalline, dazzling gleam like fireworks falling apart. A figure in pale-red divine robes, with cyan hair, crossed the illusory space and abruptly appeared amid the surging tide of energy.
Gazing at the Zeno Inner Realm as it constantly split apart and merged back together, God Official Moroxiu gave a cold smile. Then his body turned into a streak of light and projected into one of the space-times.
Whoosh!
Moroxiu crossed through parallel space-time. Suddenly, a tremendous force fell upon him, as if some invisible power were trying to reject him from space. Moroxiu frowned slightly, then shook the Staff of the Gods in his hand to conceal the power around him, making his body turn illusory.
That sudden force found no trace of a figure, and soon calmed down.
"The Zeno rules found me this quickly? Hmph, incomplete rules."
Looking at the void that had become calm again, a trace of disdain appeared on Moroxiu's face.
If not for the need to avoid the detection of those Dragon Gods in the Zeno Outer Realm, he would not