What the Three Gods Relied On, Drawing Thunder to Blast the Dark Star

This god was handsome, clad in a golden cloak, seated upon an exceptionally broad chair fully two zhang long. Its carved back bore images of blazing suns, clouds, human figures, and more, shifting without rest.

No sooner had the long-haired god finished speaking than a voice sounded from beside him.

"Just a Third Grade god, yet he comes to Donghua to join the fray. He truly does not know the height of heaven or the depth of earth." The speaker was a god dressed as a young man in brocade.

"Hundred Transformations, do not underestimate him. That god can invoke Human Path Thunder; he absolutely cannot be taken lightly. Grade alone represents nothing." At the side, a youth dressed in coarse cloth spoke a warning.

The divine light around both the coarse-clothed youth and the brocade-clad young man emitted a faint yellow glow. They were unmistakably two Second Grade gods.

The brocade-clad youth called Hundred Transformations shook his head. "No matter how profound that deity's Domain of Law may be, his grade is right there. Surely he would not still suppress his realm out in the starry sky beyond the continent? Now that I have recovered my Second Grade strength, could I possibly fail against him?"

Having spoken, the brocade-clad youth went directly before the long-haired man, dropped to one knee, and cupped his fist. "I ask that you send this subordinate out to fight. The more battles I fight, the faster my Divine Office will recover."

Hearing this, the long-haired man flicked a finger. A sphere of light formed from Human Path Order coiled and shifted around his fingertip, faintly struggling to break free, only to be bound by an incomparably pure Divine Power, unable to get its way.

"When we broke free in the Eastern Capital, those mortals