"Oh, crossing through space? That's simple, it's just..."
Before Lin Zhiluo could finish speaking, Chiyou let out a startled cry.
"No, why is your Divine Name progress gone? Has it already maxed out?"
"No, no, something's wrong with your body too! This level of physical constitution... has it reached Mythical Grade?"
"Are you sure you're Lin Zhiluo? We've only been apart for a month!"
The atmosphere, which had gradually recovered after that god spoke earlier, fell silent once more after Chiyou's three remarks.
All the gods widened their eyes, repeatedly using their various sensing methods to examine Lin Zhiluo's body.
They tried to prove that Chiyou's words were a joke.
Unfortunately, no matter how they sensed him, they reached only one conclusion—Chiyou was telling the truth!
This was insane.
Hadn't this guy only obtained his Divine Name last month, right before their very eyes?
In just one month, he had already maxed out his godhead progress?
And everyone had watched the Divine Name Battlefield for so long that they knew perfectly well what level Lin Zhiluo's physical body had been at before.
After not seeing him for a month, he had directly reached Mythical Grade?
Since when had Mythical Grade become so common?
Some of the quicker-witted gods had already begun calculating the Mythical Grade abilities and talents Lin Zhiluo currently possessed.
There was the combat talent he had already possessed, the mental talent he had publicly advanced on the Divine Name Battlefield, and now...
The more these gods calculated, the more something felt wrong. Their faces gradually turned green with rage.
Damn it, forget it.
They had already been annoyed by the unrest among the Zombies in the Shadow Universe, and now they had to witness this monstrous genius who was practically a dimensionality-reduction strike.
Were they even supposed