From Immortal to God

Yuhuan Continent, south, unknown void. The aura of incense offerings rose here, condensing into a red sun that illuminated all directions. Within it, a sacred silhouette flickered in and out of sight.

"It really hurt. Those Impermanence Sect cultivators struck viciously. If I hadn't had some skill, I would have truly fallen earlier."

His consciousness awakened. Looking at his illusory body, a trace of lingering fear flashed through the Day-Wandering God's eyes.

But after sensing the changes in his divine sigil, that trace of fear was swiftly replaced by delight. At this moment, his originally pale-cyan third-rank divine sigil had turned a deep green. This meant that his upper limit had been opened. So long as he recovered from his injuries, with the aid of incense power, he should be able to advance to the late third rank, comparable to a late Purple Palace cultivator.

Such speed could not be called anything but astonishing. It would have been nearly impossible in the Immortal Dao. Yet while this was not the Immortal Dao, it was very much the Divine Dao. Of course, another crucial reason was that Divine Dao Founding stood behind him. Otherwise, he could never have directly raised his divine sigil by relying on himself alone. To gods, divine sigils were their foundation, the manifestation of divine authority. They had to be tempered with the utmost care; charging ahead recklessly could easily trigger backlash. But Divine Dao Founding possessed a sect-protecting divine artifact capable of suppressing such backlash to a certain extent.

"Taking advantage of the chaos to reap a harvest and raising such a commotion, my cultivation has actually advanced another step under the push of massive amounts of incense power. It was dangerous, but overall, it was worth it."

"I have to admit, the Divine Sect takes