The system notification was just as expected, so Qin Ran paid it no mind.
Or rather, what truly concerned him was Ye Jing's corpse, which had yet to disappear.
Severed in two by a single stroke of [Words of Arrogance], the corpse lay on the shattered steps in a pool of blood.
"He wasn't a god."
"Although he was already stronger than most gods. Under normal circumstances, even an orthodox god couldn't compare to him."
"If we hadn't been lucky enough to have this courtyard my father left behind, we would probably have been finished long ago."
Great Marsh noticed Qin Ran's confusion and immediately explained.
Then a touch of wistfulness appeared on his illusory face.
"A great demon from the Demon Era really was beyond the likes of us great demons from peaceful times."
"The gap was simply too vast."
Great Marsh shook his head as he spoke.
"An orthodox god?"
Qin Ran raised an eyebrow.
"It's a classification we use among ourselves, from ordinary gods to high gods, then orthodox gods."
"Previously, I was close to being a high god. Once I inherit my father's legacy, I'll become a true high god, or perhaps a little stronger."
Great Marsh answered.
"You can't reach orthodox godhood?"
"No."
"As much as I'd like to reach it in a single leap, there's a world of difference between orthodox gods and high gods. In fact, with enough talent and a powerful bloodline, reaching high godhood isn't particularly difficult-accumulating power over time is the best method."
"But orthodox godhood..."
"It requires not just talent and bloodline, but all sorts of opportunities and insights. Otherwise, no amount of time will help."
"Moreover, once someone becomes an orthodox god, they're no longer bound to a city, and they gain unimaginable abilities."
Great Marsh first gave