Wuyi Mountain.
Yaoyao and the other two had returned from Heavenly God Star.
"That Chaos Stone man was your handiwork, wasn't he, Uncle Ling?" Yaoyao asked.
"If it wasn't me, who else could it have been?" Meng Chuan smiled.
New Earth's three giants had raised havoc in the New Netherworld, but Meng Chuan had barely been involved.
A struggle at that level could hardly require him to join Yaoyao and the others in battle.
Still, the Chaos Stone man who had killed the Heavenly God at the end had indeed been granted sentience by Meng Chuan.
Even using a single finger was making a mountain out of a molehill.
But there was no helping it. If he hadn't manifested even one finger, how would the people of the Lesser Netherworld have understood what had happened...
"A deity, killed just like that." Yaoyao shook her head.
Some deities in Heavenly God Palace and other factions had inherited a Divine Seat and ascended a Divine Throne.
They could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Chaos God-Demons and invincible Ancient Beasts of the Chaos Ancient Universe.
Heaven-Reflecting Ones stood at the summit of the Lesser Netherworld, while deities occupied the heights of Chaos. Their power was immense.
Yaoyao's next goal was to become a deity.
But after years of arduous cultivation, she still could not compare to a stubborn piece of Chaos Stone Meng Chuan had awakened with a touch of his finger. That was...
"That's how cultivation and evolution work. The farther you go, the wider the gaps become. You'll reach that step too," Meng Chuan said, comforting Yaoyao.
"Now Earth has the three of you in the Lesser Netherworld and Purple Cloud Palace as its backing in Chaos. It can rest easy."
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