At those words, the gods stared at Azhdaha in horror.
"Even my divine power can be corrupted?" Morax was astonished as well.
Although he had long felt a vague, inexplicable sense of danger, he had never imagined that the stuff could actually corrupt divine power.
"Yes, and it corrupts it just as quickly as it does the power of the Ley Lines."
As Azhdaha spoke, the purple patches all over his body spread at a speed visible to the naked eye. The areas already covered in purple began to mutate and twist, a sight that made them uneasy just to look at.
Every god frowned deeply. If it could invade even divine power, then becoming infected would mean turning into a puppet under its control.
This gave all the gods an intense sense of danger.
They knew one another's strength well. After all, they were top-tier Demon Gods who had fought their way through the Archon War.
If they went berserk in their own nations, they might destroy those nations with their own hands.
"If it can invade even divine power, then this may be far more complicated than we thought..." The Dendro Archon also found the situation troublesome.
"Should we ask the one on Celestia?" The Cryo Archon did not even dare utter the words "Heavenly Principles." Thousands of years had passed, but the memory of being thrashed for seven days and seven nights still filled her with lingering dread.
At the Cryo Archon's words, the gods simply stared at one another. Not one of them answered her.
This was indeed a grave matter. If it could invade even divine power, they would be in trouble if they accidentally became infected.
Every god knew perfectly well what they ought to do. Reporting it to the Heavenly Principles was undoubtedly