In the sky, on Mei Sijun's face, another eye was taking shape beside his single red eye.
Pulled along by Yi Lianhai, Li Xijiu's soul slipped free just like that, and together with Yi Lianhai, he rode the wind high into the air.
As he rose, he saw many people.
The long dead, the newly dead, the still living...
In this world, every soul that had not yet returned to dust was now gathering toward the sky, toward Mei Sijun's right eye.
Li Xijiu now completely understood Yi Lianhai's plan.
This world, and even they themselves, were creations of the Red Pupil God and the White Pupil God.
But... Yi Lianhai wanted to seize their authority!
He had used the emotions of all the humans in this world to create a new god!
Mei Sijun's ascension would indeed awaken the original Red Pupil God, and Mei Sijun himself could never possibly overpower the Red Pupil God's will.
But what if the souls of everyone in this world were added?
Yi Lianhai had run the calculations countless times. The Red Pupil God had not undergone Awakening before, not because it did not want to, but because it could not.
Its struggle with the White Pupil God had caused the spirit pupils within them to scatter far and wide, greatly diminishing their own power.
Forcing it awake like this was not a disaster at all, but the greatest opportunity!
Mei Sijun was what he had created to replace the Red and White Pupils, seize all their power, and rebuild the world... a brand-new god!
Densely packed human figures poured into Mei Sijun's body. A new eye had already taken shape in his right socket!
Yi Lianhai and Li Xijiu were among them as well.
The two of them experienced it all in