"Gods like me may wield 'authority' and possess immense power."
"But in the end, we are bound by 'rules' and cannot manifest in the mortal world."
"We can only temporarily walk the world and influence living beings through 'projections,' thereby sustaining ourselves."
"And 'projections' are divided into two methods."
"The first is to directly open a passage and forcibly descend through a 'projection.' It is convenient and swift."
"The only limitation is that breaking the rules consumes a great deal of power. Under normal circumstances, only gods of high rank and abundant strength would use it."
"The second method is through a 'container'—selecting a target like you and slowly descending through a 'projection.'"
"It has many restrictions and can easily go wrong, but its consumption is practically negligible."
"The more compatible a 'container' is with the power of a 'projection,' the more 'exceptional' it is. The very best among them qualify to be called 'perfect containers.'"
After saying all that, the giant of black mist paused briefly, seemingly waiting for Lu Li's reaction.
After pondering for a moment, Lu Li nodded to himself.
"Got it. Sounds like I'm pretty exceptional."
"Then for the next question: who are Abhoth's seven children?"
Before the giant of black mist could speak, the blackish-green substance known as Abhoth suddenly spoke up, shrieking excitedly.
"The demon gods who wield the seven primordial powers... the Holy Lords you speak of!"
"All their power came from me. I was the one who created them!"
"But they... they imprisoned me here and completely severed my connection to the mortal world!"
"If a god's connection to the mortal world is cut off, does it die?" Lu Li curiously examined Abhoth. "But you seem to be doing fine. You can still stomp around and curse."
As their conversation deepened, Lu