To the countless living beings of the Origin Worlds, a God King-level Lifeform could be called great.
But to God Kings, becoming an Origin World Lifeform was the pursuit of a lifetime.
Yet to all Origin World Lifeforms—to all of Endless Hunyuan Space—
only those at the level of a Lord were truly great.
"Another Cultivator is trying to break through to the Lord Realm? His methods, his path... how fierce and overbearing."
A Great Being draped in something like a mage's robe, its surface traced with the patterns of Hunyuan Space, spoke in a low voice that sounded like an ancient demonic chant.
"It looks like he'll succeed. In that case, our Eternal Land will gain another seat."
The second to speak was a humanoid flame. Strange and wondrous, it burned Laws and Great Dao to ash.
"Then the Eternal Land will have thirty-two seats." A silver-armored War God spoke, a note of emotion in his voice.
"Cultivators are born weak, inferior even to the most ordinary Innate Origin Lifeform, let alone us. Yet through cultivation, they can eventually rise to become Lords and master the Hunyuan Dao. Being able to keep growing like that... it really does make one envious."
This silver-armored War God was not an Innate Origin Lifeform, but another strange Lifeform born from Endless Hunyuan Space.
He had been born at the pinnacle. The moment he came into existence, he was already at the Lord level, far stronger than an Innate Origin Lifeform.
"If this man succeeds in becoming a Lord, the Cultivators will hold eight seats here. They may gain even more in the future. That's too many."
"When the last Cultivator Lord was born, I said we should place restrictions on Cultivators."
A great serpent sat upon a throne, its body coiled around