There were over a hundred million inheritors on Purple Thorn Island, all from different backgrounds.
Though some belonged to the Nine Great Superpowers, only a small minority were core members.
An Ancestral God Religion Divine General seat was a key to the pinnacle of the universe. Its ownership was enough to stir the hearts of most inheritors and draw widespread attention.
"Why is everyone so restless?"
Upon leaving the towering Island Lord's Palace on Purple Thorn Island, Yang Zheng immediately sensed something amiss. The entire island had lost its tranquility, and an air of agitation seemed to permeate it.
Yang Zheng found a relatively open spot and released his immortal divine power. The outline of an ancient-style palace rapidly rose from the ground.
Boom!
The palace occupied a plot one kilometer long and wide, sitting directly on the ground. Like the surrounding palaces, it blended seamlessly into the landscape, utterly inconspicuous among the vast sea of buildings.
"Hm?"
Inside a nearby crystal pavilion, light flickered across the facets of an alien inheritor whose body was a many-faceted crystal.
Seeing Yang Zheng building his residence and recalling the three Golden Bell Chimes that had just rung throughout the island, an astonishing thought flashed through the Crystal Alien's transparent crystalline core.
"Sir..." The Crystal Alien hesitated briefly before sending out a tentative divine power fluctuation tinged with disbelief.
"Those three Golden Bell Chimes announced that all 108 candidates for the Suo Dream God General seat had gathered... Could you... be the last one?"
"The Golden Bell Chimes? The Suo Dream God General?" Yang Zheng continued working, instantly understanding the source of the island's agitation. His gaze remained focused on the palace residence he was sculpting, and he gave only the slightest nod.
Yet in the Crystal Alien's "eyes," that simple gesture was