The Divine Realm, the Frost Temple.
The woman in a blue dress seated high upon the divine throne had been dozing. As though sensing something through a mental connection, she woke from her slumber, surprise appearing on her delicate face.
Had someone in the lower realm finally qualified to inherit her position?
The Inheritance Temple she had left on the Douluo Continent years ago had remained dormant for a long time.
Intrigued, the woman in blue extended her divine sense to take a look.
After all these years since ascending to the Divine Realm, she felt it was nothing special.
The surroundings were certainly pleasant, but life here was far too steady, without so much as a ripple.
After staying so long, she wanted to make a break for it and see the wider world.
However, divine positions in the Divine Realm were exceedingly precious. Leaving one vacant was too wasteful and could also mean losing a crucial source of combat strength.
The Divine Realm had established a rule: anyone wishing to leave had to find a suitable successor in a lower realm to inherit their divine position.
Its purpose was to maintain the Divine Realm's combat strength, which was fair enough.
However, she had been far too casual when establishing her inheritance grounds on the Douluo Plane, merely asking the Ice and Snow Emperors to look after them.
The Inheritance Temple stood in a forbidden zone of the Extreme North. Few people could even find clues to its location, let alone formally begin the god trials.
She had originally intended to spread her faith through other lower planes and build Inheritance Temples there.
But then her chronic laziness flared up, and she spent another stretch of time lying around.
"Let me see." The woman in blue tapped her knuckles