But they had long since come to terms with it, hadn't they? Becoming gods within a single plane meant that unless they were prepared to eventually absorb the entire plane and achieve infinite transcendence, then in a sense, they had actually given up immortality.
Like Li, endlessly becoming stronger within one plane before moving angrily on to the next—no one knew what troubles Li would encounter in the next moment, but Li firmly believed that one day, he would reach the ultimate limit.
Yet the moment gods ascended within a plane, they were bound to it. Among trillions upon trillions of planes, perhaps not even a single god could achieve the goal of absorbing an entire plane. In the end, their only fate was to slowly perish alongside the decline of their plane.
Because no civilization could be called perfect. Aside from the fatal factor of invasion by outsiders, the flaws that emerged during a civilization's development, shortages of resources, internal wars... even a single disease could destroy the civilization of an entire plane.
And the gods born alongside that civilization would likewise suffer a drastic decline in divine power because of it, or even perish.
Thus, once one chose the path of godhood, one was destined to face this inevitable end.
Watching the three gods within the plane perish one after another, the four-armed man lightly nodded at the others. No one said anything further. They simply rammed straight into the plane before them. Li's mouth fell open. Seriously? He could perhaps understand how the four-armed man had used mental power to make the three gods fall just now, but smashing into a plane headfirst completely left Li dumbfounded. It was not as though planes had no defensive measures. To prevent people from other planes from entering at will,