After the vast God Realm stirred with ripples, it quickly fell silent again. In this enormous and complex world, nothing was worth the long-term attention of every being in the God Realm.
Even news of a New God descending would only be silently remembered by those with ulterior motives, who would wait like cold-blooded vipers for the chance to strike a fatal blow. More beings merely watched coldly, or even dismissed it with disdain.
Some beings had already begun moving through the God Realm, trying to find the New God's planet as quickly as possible. The process might take countless years, but they did not care. They had plenty of time.
Many bore grudges and watched the New God's movements with hatred. They could not forget that it was the New God who had released Ancient Doomsday, that monster feared by all gods. Afterward, he had gone even further, unleashing countless Doomsdays and bringing disaster upon some of the weaker beings.
In the God Realm, this cruel world filled with danger, no hatred could last forever. The prerequisite was maintaining absolute strength at all times. Otherwise, the slightest hint of weakness would draw countless wolves and jackals, who would swarm in and tear the target to pieces.
Just as faint ripples were spreading through the God Realm, just as more beings ignored the New God entirely and instead focused their attention on Doomsday King, who was hunting Holumayer.
A faction so small it was laughable quietly came into being.
There were only a dozen or so people in total, a pitiful sight. Fortunately, their leader was no ordinary figure. Not only was he an eighth-level god, but he was an eighth-level god of a higher order than a Multiversal God, possessing Quasi-Unique traits.
The Jade Emperor wore a tattered golden