The Heavenly Palace's martial training grounds had been established around the Heavenly River.
At this time, the Heavenly Realm was vast and magnificent, consisting only of the Nine Heavens.
What were the Nine Heavens? They were arranged vertically from low to high; the higher one lived, the more exalted the deity.
The Heavenly Court stood at the highest level, with the Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress, as gods of sun and moon, suppressing all within.
The gods gathered around them in protection.
The mighty Heavenly River ran through all Nine Heavens.
Around the martial training grounds, Yang Huai and Chen Ming, the duty Taishui, watched from afar. They could see vast military camps lining the banks of the Heavenly River, as well as countless powerful heavenly soldiers and divine generals striving to temper their true bodies atop its surging waters.
Yang Huai could only shake his head at the sight.
The waters of the Heavenly River were entirely Weakwater from the Nine Heavens, incomparably poisonous. Yet great numbers of heavenly soldiers and divine generals directly used the Nine-Heavens Weakwater to temper themselves. Such blood-soaked courage was truly shocking.
Watching this scene, Chen Ming spoke with a sense of shared pride.
"His Majesty bestowed inheritances upon us gods. Only by doing this can we repay His Majesty's grace in granting us the Dharma!"
Yang Huai sighed.
This was a group of gods who did not value their lives.
Their bloody courage was admirable, but their understanding fell short. The poison within the Nine-Heavens Weakwater was so fierce that it could indeed temper divine bodies and raise one's combat strength, but it would also contaminate the radiance of life and defile a god's holy body. Their cultivation speed would grow slower and slower in the future. Unless they encountered some great opportunity