Just then, the Seven-Pointed Star Divine Seal on Dai Youheng's forehead, which had only just settled down, suddenly blazed with light again without warning!
An irresistible pull, born of divine laws, enveloped him and the Snow Empress beside him.
The scene before their eyes abruptly blurred and twisted. In the next instant, they were already inside that familiar, mysterious Alternate Space.
An illusion of a deep, boundless starry sky surrounded them. Seven divine thrones of different designs floated silently, each exuding an utterly distinct yet equally terrifying aura. Unlike the oppressive scene when all seven gods had gathered last time, only one throne was occupied in this vast space.
The God of Sloth.
Almost his entire body sank into a throne that looked incomparably soft, like a bank of clouds. His posture was languid and casual, his eyes half-lidded, as though he had only reluctantly been roused from a long sleep.
He gave a silent yawn and slowly spoke in a voice so low it was almost a sleepy murmur. "Good morning, Youheng-congratulations on completing my first trial. Two years of great dreaming, a breakthrough in a dream-mm, nicely done. You slept quite soundly."
His speech dragged along, carrying a peculiar quality, as though he could never quite wake up.
Dai Youheng steadied himself and bowed respectfully. "God of Sloth, thank you for your reminder and guidance. Without this special trial of yours, I would never have imagined I could break through this way."
His words came from the heart. During those two years of great dreaming, not only had his soul power soared, but his relationship with the Snow Empress had also undergone a profound transformation. This "reward"
had far exceeded his expectations.
"No need for thanks-" The God of Sloth drew his words out even longer, as though