Lin Yi opened his panel and looked over his Divine Power and Primordial Beginning information.
[Divine Power Level Geng: Upgrade Progress 3070/6666] [Primordial Power: Sainthood Transformation Comprehension: 56.6%]
Looking at the painfully slow growth of those two stats, Lin Yi could not help but sigh.
When had he ever suffered because leveling up was too slow? Before this, Lin Yi had been rapidly leveling up, with all sorts of stats soaring. He had never expected that he, too, would be unable to escape the rule that leveling became slower at higher levels.
Of course, if he said that to other Gods—say, the Demon-Slaying Star Lord currently fighting him—the Demon-Slaying Star Lord would probably explode:
What the hell are you saying, you damned human brat?
I, the Demon-Slaying Star Lord, had spent so long as an unremarkable nobody in the Higher Plane. I had finally gotten a chance to make a name for myself and earn some merit, yet I was being utterly crushed by a brat far weaker than me. It was simply unacceptable.
What dealt the greatest blow to him was not that his skills were inferior.
He had led six hundred Divine Soldiers, and their coordination had been flawless. Even when facing stronger members of the Dark Star Organization, they had successfully driven them off Planet 501.
Since the Dark Star Organization's full rise, this was the first time a team dispatched by the Gods had achieved such outstanding results.
He had thought that he and his Destiny Divine Artifact, the Demon-Slaying Great Saber, would rise to greatness together, carve out a future for themselves, make his name known throughout the Three Realms, and become an important figure among the Gods of All Heavens.
Who could have expected an unexpected obstacle to appear halfway through?
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