Bai Xiaowen looked at Mara's Wisdom, the wand of linked pearls, with a pang of regret.
When a figure of light appeared above the wand, seemingly Mara, the God of Wisdom, Bai Xiaowen merely pursed his lips.
The Spirit Realm Rules sure know how to put on a divine show... Though I can't rule out an actual projection of a god.
Bai Xiaowen only dared to say that to himself. A careless remark that offended either the Spirit Realm Rules or a divine projection would do him no good.
The people around him dropped to their knees.
The Black Tide Continent had many gods, but the seven "projections" that had appeared were undoubtedly those of its most influential gods, the ones with the most followers. Most of the coalition soldiers present worshipped one of them.
Even for followers of lesser gods who worshipped none of the seven, kneeling to a major god of another faith did no harm in the polytheistic Black Tide Plane.
Bai Xiaowen kept watching coolly. The Spirit Realm Rules had gone to great lengths to create such a spectacular display of light and shadow. It could not be for nothing.
Sure enough, the Seven Sacred Artifacts rose and circled through the air, coming to rest above Amotava's corpse.
Light gathered, then shone down.
Amotava's corpse slowly floated upward toward the light of the artifacts. As it rose, it rapidly shrank before their eyes.
A strange feeling came over Bai Xiaowen. Perhaps Amotava's corpse was not shrinking at all; perhaps it only appeared that way because it was moving farther and farther away through space. He used Mind's Eye to check and confirmed his suspicion.
Spatial teleportation? So the Spirit Realm Rules really are reclaiming Amotava's remains.
Bai Xiaowen was far from pleased. He had fought his