"Has she gone mad?" A god stared blankly at the Moon God's actions.
What she was doing could already be called madness.
She had established her divine kingdom within the Astral Realm and was unleashing its power at full force.
Under the Sun God's encirclement and suppression, the Moon God had not only gained a firm foothold, but had instead spread her own influence.
But the price was that the Moon God's divine kingdom had been completely exposed, and the reason it could shine so brilliantly now was its massive output of divine power.
With no enemies attacking her, doing this merely for influence was undoubtedly an enormous "waste."
Although the Moon God's divine power reserves amounted to a billion within her divine kingdom, they were falling at an extremely rapid rate.
Everything in this world was like this. Accomplishing anything required numerical backing.
The Moon God was squandering the accumulation of hundreds of millions of years, only to put herself in the open as a target.
"Looks like you finally understand." Rather than anger, the Sun God smiled when he saw this.
From within the blazing sun, an individual who bore a ninety-percent resemblance to Naimus's "past life" stepped out.
He looked vastly different from everyone else in this world. Beneath his black hair were dark brown eyes, and his features were far more delicate.
From a distance, he looked like a college student who had just entered society.
The instant Naimus saw his face, he was dazed.
That had also been his past life. Before he had transmigrated, he had been exactly that kind of person.
After leaving the ivory tower, he had discovered that he could not adapt to the world outside, instead immersing himself in a world of fantasy.
He retained his innocence, yet did not