Unlike the restless million gods, Bai Feiyu had a thousand thoughts running through his mind.
The Divine Dao now flourished throughout the world, even spreading across all Heaven and Earth like a prairie fire.
Now everyone scrambled to become a god!
Just do good deeds, and your cultivation realm could soar-and you could even wield Words Become Law?
Then think of yourself miserably holed up in the mountains, refining true essence day after day, studying Daoist arts, and comprehending Heaven and Earth's ultimate principles.
It was like having one foot in heaven and the other down on earth!
Who would still cultivate immortality?
Would you? This Daoist was going off to become a god!
Spurred on by this, the number of gods had abruptly exploded.
Even before they reached the next part of the Mortal World, the investiture of its gods had already been completed!
Everything had gone far too smoothly, so smoothly that there had not been a single obstacle.
Even though the Divine Dao had encroached on considerable resources belonging to the Cultivation World, the Cultivation World, led by the Nine Great Sects, remained silent.
It was as though they had accepted their fate, accepted that the Divine Dao was destined to flourish!
Those old fellows who had lived for thousands, even tens of thousands of years turned a deaf ear to everything happening now, as though plotting some earth-shattering secret!
The more they acted this way, the more Bai Feiyu's heart pounded with alarm.
What looked like a glorious profusion of flowers was actually like boiling oil over a raging fire.
A million gods sounded like a great many, but they had only existed for a short time, after all. Compared to those super sects that had existed for millions upon millions of years, they were sorely