Mo Lin was overjoyed to hear Phoenix's words. He himself did not need a divine position, but the people he cared about desperately did. For example, his senior sister Hu Liena had no prearranged divine position in the original story. Moreover, Mo Lin did not particularly want Bibi Dong to inherit the Rakshasa God's divine position. He knew well that the primary catalyst for Bibi Dong's later madness was the Rakshasa God's divine power. Even if he had removed a Wraith that had never appeared in the original story, if Bibi Dong still inherited the Rakshasa God's position, the final outcome would likely remain unchanged.
Besides, if he wanted to storm the God Realm, he definitely could not rely on himself alone. Even if he truly became a god on the Creator God's level, it was hard to say whether he could withstand it if those God Kings unleashed a Sword of Judgment. And there were also countless first-class gods, second-class gods, third-class gods, and divine officials. Two fists could not beat four hands—he could not possibly take on tens of thousands by himself, could he? Therefore, it was necessary to use a proper method to weaken them while strengthening his own side.
"You said this place of divine inheritance is underground. About how deep is it?" Mo Lin asked.
Phoenix looked at Qilin.
"You should explain this one. In terms of attributes, you understand it better than I do."
Indeed, among the five great auspicious beasts of ancient China, Qilin corresponded to the earth element. Qilin lightly stamped the ground twice, then paced in circles a few times before finally tilting his head.
"Em? Why can't I get an accurate reading?"
Phoenix narrowed one eye at Qilin.
"No, does your earth-element ability not include rocks? You can't even measure