After bringing forth three great dragon gods in succession, Lynn had nearly exhausted his accumulated faith power.
Lynn had the three great dragon gods familiarize themselves with their powers and contemplate the rules they knew best, hoping they could advance their understanding of those rules further.
As for himself... he planned to spend the coming period consolidating his Stigma Intermediate Stage cultivation and doing everything he could to increase his mental power.
After his advancement, the rule chains within him had completed their initial integration, but they still needed to settle into alignment with one another before reaching a fully stable state.
The Myriad Phenomena Stigma also continued to operate, with each newly integrated rule slowly embedding itself into the existing network.
He could not rush it, but neither could he leave it entirely unattended.
During this time, he needed to adjust the operating rhythm of the Myriad Phenomena Stigma to the frequency that suited him best.
At the same time, he would continue increasing his mental power reserves in preparation for sweeping through the Netherworld and subjugating its monarchs and Lin Chen.
There were thirty-three monarchs in the Netherworld waiting for him to subjugate them...
Just then, a large black dog rose from a corner of the church, walked over to his feet, and lay down, sweeping its tail across the floor a few times.
Lynn glanced down at him and pressed a hand on his head. "Actually, you've already taken one of those thirty-three monarch slots."
"Don't worry. Once I catch the other thirty-two and bring them back to keep you company, we'll have a complete set."
The Netherworld Wolf raised his head to glance at him, then rested his chin on his forepaws again, scoffing at Lynn's "bold declaration."
*What bullshit. Catch every monarch... do you have