The Divine War Begins

Looking at the results of all this research, ripples stirred in the calm heart of Huosi, and he whispered toward the distance:

"The wind is rising. Qingya Continent, it is time for the sky to change!"

On this day, a loud noise from the east began the march toward changing the entire world.

The massive explosion was sensed by many in the Federation, and news began to spread across the entire continent.

It began to circulate among the empires that the Federation had created some kind of new weapon with immense power.

Of course, this was only spreading widely among the lower ranks; as for the higher-ups, especially the god-level powerhouses, no one cared at all.

However, they soon realized something was wrong.

Because, just three days later, all the major powers on the continent received an invitation.

To be precise, the other god-level powerhouses on the continent all received invitations.

Drones delivered the invitation letters to the hands of the continent's several god-level powerhouses. After a hundred years, Huosi had sent an invitation to everyone.

[To my brother Orsopu: Since you became a god, you have guarded a pure land with your own strength, and the people of the continent admire you greatly.]

[However, Qingya Continent has been divided for many years, and friction between all parties has never ceased. The constant turmoil has caused the people of the continent to suffer greatly.]

[Therefore, today, I, Huosi, propose to end the chaos of the continent and achieve unification. I now invite all gods to come to the Hall of Gods to discuss this matter.]

[I hope brother Orsopu will arrive on time on the tenth of this month. Sincerely, Huosi.]

In the Orsopu Empire, at the Holy War God Temple, Orsopu stared at the letter before him with black lines on his forehead.

"What is this guy Huosi playing at? Has he lost his mind?"

Orsopu was filled with confusion and couldn't help but mutter.

The content of this messy letter was actually not hard to understand: Huosi was inviting them to discuss his plan to unify the continent.

It went without saying that the others had received letters too, merely with different salutations—changing "brother Orsopu" to "brother Airlock" or someone else.

Come to think of it, how did he address Salanna? Sister Salanna? Little sister Salanna? Neither seemed quite appropriate, did it?

Of course, that wasn't the point. The point was his goal: to unify the continent. That wasn't hard to understand either.

But it was precisely because it was understandable that it felt absurd. Unification required absolute strength. He acknowledged that Huosi's strength was decent, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to kill Lingester.

However, what did unifying the continent mean? It meant one had to have the strength to face the other six people simultaneously and win.

Otherwise, no one would abandon their own empire to submit to someone else. Currently, on the continent, the only one capable of that should be the Plane Guardian, Lord Kaido.

But the Plane Guardian would never interfere with the development of the continent. They were only responsible for the teleportation arrays, at most offering a few words of advice for people to leave the material plane.

Huosi couldn't possibly have obtained the support of the Plane Guardian, could he? The Plane Guardian came from the God Plane; how could they possibly help Huosi?

While filled with inner doubt, Orsopu also instinctively felt a trace of unease.

Although he wasn't familiar with Huosi, he at least knew that the guy wasn't a fool. If he dared to do this, he must have something to rely on. Could it be that his strength had grown even further?

Based on his understanding of Huosi, he must have had a new breakthrough and possessed enough confidence to defeat the other six people combined by himself.

Only then would he have the confidence to do such a thing.

But it had only been a hundred years. Their group of veteran powerhouses hadn't made any progress in nearly ten thousand years; how could Huosi have broken through in a mere hundred years?

To go from a low-level god to a massive increase in strength within a hundred years—anyone who could do that was an absolute genius.

If he were such a genius, he wouldn't have gone to refine a godhead in the first place; he could have broken through to become a god on his own.

Orsopu couldn't figure it out no matter how he thought about it, so he finally gave up on trying to understand and decided to meet him first before considering anything else.

Time quickly arrived at the appointed day.

At the Hall of Gods, around the round table, the gods sat in a circle once again. Only this time, the atmosphere was much more serious than last time. Orsopu, Salanna, Airlock, the two Popes, and the Dragon God all sat in their seats with solemn expressions.

"What is that guy Huosi doing? He isn't even here yet. What does he take us for?"

The face of the Dragon God Pulixier was somewhat twisted. As a divine beast, his personality was more straightforward than a human's. After seeing that letter, his expression had been ugly the whole time, and he was itching to start a fight immediately.

That guy Huosi didn't just say he wanted to unify the human empires; he also wanted him and the magical beasts to submit and become a part of it. The fact that he hadn't stormed over to kill him already showed he was being quite calm.

"Calm down, Pulixier. Since that guy wrote such a letter, he will definitely come."

Orsopu immediately spoke up to persuade him, although from his own perspective, he wished someone would get angry first.

It would be best if they started fighting directly, which would help the others adapt to Huosi's strength.

But in his scenario, it should be two or three people attacking together. After all, the strength Huosi displayed when killing Lingester was not something one person could contend with.

If Huosi could easily defeat three people combined, then his unification of the continent was a foregone conclusion, and he wouldn't be unable to compromise.

"He thinks he's invincible now and doesn't put us in his eyes at all."

The Pope of the Light Church spoke up with a sneer, tapping his scepter against the ground with a loud clatter.

The Pope of the Dark Church, who usually liked to bicker with him, only raised an eyebrow and, for once, did not refute him.

The doctrines of the Light Church and the Dark Church were fundamentally in conflict, and the two of them had been competing for years.

But they were also the two most obsessed with the power of faith, even though the Lord of Light could never possibly care about the faith of a material plane.

However, in order to obtain angels, the envoys under the Lord of Light, as well as the armies of the Sovereigns, have been proselytizing for many years.

In the early days of the war of faith between the Sovereigns, all parties spread their beliefs on a massive scale, leading to many conflicts.

However, as time passed, Utrede, Oufu, and Vivia successively became Sovereigns of the Great Perfection and no longer required the power of faith.

Although the Death Sovereign and other Sovereigns were not of the Great Perfection, they had been unable to break through for countless years and had long since given up hope of reaching that state.

Therefore, to this day, only the Sovereigns of Light and Darkness continue to spread their faith on a large scale; for the Lord of Light, the Angel Rebirth Pool is still very important, and the same holds true for the Lord of Darkness.

The two popes of the Qingya Plane grew up listening to the legends of the Lord of Light and the Lord of Darkness, and the Pope of Light, in particular, held a faith in the Lord of Light that bordered on the pathological.

Thus, these two would never allow the faith belonging to their Lords to be snatched away; they would never agree to Huosi's desire to unify the continent.

Though they were opposing enemies, they were also the only two people on the continent who valued faith above all else.

If Huosi forced them to unify the continent, these two fellows might even set aside their years of hatred and join forces directly.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, everyone. I had some matters to attend to, so I arrived a bit late."

Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, a familiar voice rang out, and the figure of Huosi appeared out of thin air, causing everyone present to freeze.

Because just a moment ago, they hadn't even noticed how Huosi had arrived; it wasn't until he spoke that they realized he was already there.

One must understand that after arriving today, they had all released their divine sense to scan the surroundings; just now, their divine sense had not detected the presence of Huosi at all.

"A Median God... no, that's not right."

Alsop subconsciously assumed that Huosi had become a Median God, as only a Median God should be able to evade the divine sense of a Lowgod.

But then he realized something was wrong, because after Huosi appeared, they could sense that he was still a Lowgod.

Moreover, a Lowgod who has refined a godhead cannot break through on their own; even if one took a step back and assumed Huosi had used some unknown method to reach the Median God level, the fluctuations of the Laws of the World could not be concealed.

They had not sensed the Laws of the World associated with a breakthrough, so Huosi must still be a Lowgod.

Yet, how did he manage to evade everyone's perception just now? At this moment, everyone was filled with doubt.

"Huosi, state your purpose."

After a few moments of contemplation, Airlock was the one who finally spoke up to ask.

"My purpose should be written very clearly in the letter. I wish to bring unity to the continent."

Huosi looked directly at Airlock, not retreating in the slightest, and swept his gaze across the group.

"You want to unify it? Under whom? You? What do you take us for?"

The Pope of Light could not sit still any longer; he stood up immediately, his expression dark.

As the Pope, he absolutely would not allow such an insult to the Lord of Light; he was going to teach this heretic a profound lesson.

"Naturally, it is based on strength. I know that since I have suddenly proposed this, none of you will easily agree, so..."

Huosi paused for a moment, then scanned the circle, speaking in a flippant tone:

"Everyone, come at me together!"

"Bang!"

"Arrogant!"

"Good, good, good! You brat are arrogant enough. Since that's the case, I'll let you know the price of talking big."

The Dragon God Pulixier was so angry that his hair stood on end, resembling an enraged lion.

In an instant, a golden radiance emerged from Pulixier's entire body, and a terrifying aura condensed in his hands.

"Die!"

Pulixier did not hold back in the slightest; he unleashed his full power the moment he struck, and a massive dragon claw lunged straight toward Huosi.

As a magical beast, his temper was naturally explosive, and having been so humiliated by Huosi, he wanted to make this scoundrel know the consequences of speaking recklessly.

Huosi's expression did not change at all; he simply waved his hand lightly, and an invisible barrier appeared, causing the golden attack to dissipate instantly without causing the slightest impact.

"This... how is this possible?"

Pulixier was stunned for a moment, then let out a loud laugh:

"I underestimated you, but this is not enough. Come again."

Pulixier did not stop; he transformed into a streak of light and charged straight at Huosi, his right hand clenched into a fist, his powerful divine power resonating with the bloodline of the Dragon God.

A golden fist took shape in the air and descended upon Huosi with immense force.

"It's useless. In front of my Interstellar Battle Armor, the body you are so proud of is fragile."

Huosi spoke softly, then slowly spread his palm, and a slightly shimmering gauntlet appeared, colliding head-on with Pulixier's attack.

The next moment, everyone's eyes widened.