Divine Realm, divine temple.
"The Demonkin found the bearer of the Heavenly Register first..."
Xuanming's thoughts stirred. For certain reasons, he had to remain in the divine temple and could not leave. He activated a Divine Ability, and a figure identical to him stepped out of his body.
He looked at the other divided soul before him and said, "Go."
The second divided soul nodded, vanished from the Divine Realm in an instant, and arrived in the Great Void.
The corner of the Great Void behind him was the Divine Realm, its Jade Towers standing amid empty nothingness. This place was the foundation of the Divine Attendants of the hundred races, much like a Spirit Transformation True Realm. Without its protection, most fifth-tier Divine Attendants would be returned to the void by that nothingness, dissolved without a trace.
Ahead lay a boundless sea of blood.
Its scarlet waters churned soundlessly, filthy, viscous, rank... It seemed to have condensed from karmic burden. If an ordinary Spirit Transformation cultivator came into contact with it, their Dharma Body and cultivation would immediately be defiled.
This was the God-Worshipping Church's "Divine Realm," the dwelling place of its gods.
The two churches' Divine Realms were not far apart in the Great Void; they were practically neighbors. If the believers in the lower realm learned that the gods worshipped by those they considered heretics-the Demonkin they believed had to be exterminated-were actually neighbors of their own gods, their faith would probably shatter on the spot.
Xuanming's divided soul stepped into the sea of blood.
In an instant, the sea of blood churned. A figure emerged from it, shrouded in red light and exuding a demonic air. He looked at Xuanming and forced a stiff smile. "Sect Master, you arrived so quickly?"
Xuanming stood above the sea