Amu Lulu, a god-lord-level being of the Soul Pantheon—a madwoman who had nearly ruined the gods' hard-won gains in the ancient divine war. The gods had suppressed her, only for Solder to release her again for his own selfish ends. Faced with Amu Lulu's threat, even with Lusjia controlling all of the Divine Domain's defenses, the Dawn God and the other chief gods still felt as though thorns were pressing against their backs, unable to sleep in peace.
They had to find a way to deal with Amu Lulu's future threat. No one knew whether, once she recovered her strength, she would fly into another fit of madness and treat every Ashir god as a sacrifice, offering them all up in one go.
To contend against a god-lord-level being, one had to possess god-lord-level power oneself. If Amu Lulu recovered all her strength, then even if countless chief gods swarmed her together, they could at most inflict light wounds upon her. They would not even be qualified to seriously injure or seal her. Chief gods and god lords—within the social structure of the gods, the difference between them was that between local feudal lords and kings or emperors. They were entirely different classes of beings; one could even say that, on the level of evolution, they were two utterly different lifeforms!
Just as the gap between an ordinary mortal and an infant that had undergone several transformations, the difference between a chief god and a god lord was even greater than that.
"Mu Wei and the others want to inherit god-lord-level divine offices!" Lin Qi nodded. "I guessed as much."
Hu Xinzhu let out a soft breath and said unhurriedly, "But this is an extremely difficult and extremely complex process. Even though they are now considered the strongest among god-lord-level