Even after reaching the Midgod level, Sean still couldn't move this miniature plane space created by Beirut. It was like the Magic Array in the Dark Forest. Presumably, by the time Sean gained the ability to move either of them, he might not even care about them anymore.
As far as Sean was concerned, there was no need to keep the miniature plane space a secret anymore. That didn't mean he planned to let people from the Radiant Church use it; rather, Mi Piaozheng was someone he had great faith in.
Just as Beirut looked after the people of the Yulan Continent, Sean would feel the same way. He wouldn't go out of his way to help, but offering some assistance was no problem.
Someone like Mi Piaozheng, who was firmly committed to becoming a god through his own efforts, had greater potential in the future. He might not become especially powerful, but reaching the level of a Five-Star Fiend would be an impressive achievement—something a Highgod who had refined a Godhead could never hope to accomplish in a lifetime.
Of course, whether Mi Piaozheng could become a Five-Star Fiend depended primarily on himself.
Still, since he had reached the peak of Lowgod in a Material Plane, there was a chance he could become a Midgod next.
"So this is where you cultivate, Lord Sean," Mi Piaozheng said. Although people of their level didn't know much about the Spatial Turbulence or the Higher Planes, they did know a little. He also knew what lay beyond.
"That's right. This place is very special. If you become a god here, the Zhongyuan Plane won't sense the fluctuations caused by the descent of the Laws of the World," Sean said with a smile.
"No wonder. I understand now." Mi Piaozheng nodded. Everyone had