A change in status

Roger felt a vast, extraordinary power lifting him.

Roger found the sensation utterly novel.

Before he could examine it further, a peculiar force entered his mind.

Roger had the strange impression

that none of his insights into the death edict could hide from this force.

Hiss~~

Once that peculiar force withdrew,

above Roger's head,

a dense aura of the death edict began to gather.

A moment later,

a black crystal gleaming with gray light floated above Roger's head.

Should I keep the Godhead inside my body or outside it?

A message naturally appeared within Roger's soul.

External Godhood, of course!

If he wanted to transcend the Coiling Dragon World, internal godhood was nothing but a pipe dream.

So Roger unhesitatingly willed the Godhead to remain outside his body.

Sure enough,

once the laws of heaven and earth registered Roger's decision, they immediately began splitting his soul.

"Aaaah!!!"

The agony of having his soul forcibly torn apart made Roger growl in pain.

Fortunately, the laws of heaven and earth enveloped Roger's spherical soul. Even with half of it forcibly split away, his life was in no danger.

The smaller "spherical soul" split off from Roger, flew out of his mind, and merged into the Godhead floating in midair.

Through the Godhead, Roger immediately sensed a strange region.

Rumble~~

The moment Roger sensed that plane filled with the boundless aura of death edict divine power, vast quantities of divine power beneath the surface of the ocean of divine power traveled through a special channel and descended directly into his stone house.

More precisely, they descended upon the Death Godhead.

Hiss, hiss, hiss~~

As the death divine power condensed, a body identical to Roger's original body began to form.

A moment later,

When the torrent of death divine power ceased, Roger's Death God Divine Clone was finally complete!

Whoosh~

With a thought, Roger clothed his Death God Divine Clone in a gray robe.

By then, the laws of heaven and earth had already dissipated.

Sensing the clone's complete connection to his thoughts, and its identical soul consciousness,

Roger found it utterly fascinating.

Whoosh!

With a thought, his Death God Divine Clone merged into his original body.

At that moment,

His Death God Divine Clone perceived the laws of death countless times more clearly than his original body, and a flood of insights into the laws of death emerged.

But this was no time to devote himself entirely to contemplation. Roger simply left his Death God Divine Clone in his soul ocean to meditate.

His original body would handle the worldly matters that followed.

"Roger, you've become a god!"

Allen, who had been quietly watching from the side, saw Roger open his eyes and rushed over to hug him.

"Hahaha! My brother's become a god! My brother's become a god! Sob..."

By the end, Allen could no longer hold back his quiet sobs.

Ever since his and Roger's parents had died in battle,

their lives had plunged from the clouds to the ground.

Over the years, they had experienced every joy and sorrow, every kindness and cruelty.

But now things were different. His dear brother had become a god, and their lives held promise again.

"Don't be sad, Allen. Everything will get better."

Roger firmly patted Allen's broad shoulder. "From today on, no one will dare bully us brothers again!"

"Yeah!"

Allen wiped away his tears and gave Roger another tight hug before letting go. "After putting up with it for so many years, we finally won't have to bow and scrape before that bastard Shaluba."

Once he had composed himself, Allen returned to his usual carefree manner.

"Roger, the commotion from you becoming a god must have caught people's attention. Let's go outside."

They stepped out of the stone house.

Sure enough,

a large crowd had already gathered, most of them Sanctuary experts.

Those Sanctuary experts all looked at Roger with envy and reverence.

There was no need to wonder whether Roger or Allen had become a god.

The dense aura of divine power around Roger and his Lowgod pressure made the answer perfectly clear.

"Lord Roger, congratulations!"

A strikingly beautiful woman called out respectfully, her lovely eyes filled with envy and admiration.

"Congratulations on becoming a god, Lord Roger!"

Whatever their previous relationship with Roger, the other Sanctuary experts all offered him sincere congratulations.

"Hehe, becoming a god really changes things. That fellow Baris fought us over a Fire Cloud Tree before, and now he's more respectful than anyone."

Allen muttered under his breath.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

While Roger was responding to the congratulations,

three figures landed in front of the stone house.

At the sight of the newcomers, the surrounding Sanctuary experts promptly cleared a large space.

"Greetings, Chief Hagson."

Roger bowed when he saw who had arrived.

"Mm, excellent. You've become a god after cultivating for such a short time. You have impressive talent, Roger."

Hagson, chief of the Fire Rhino Tribe, smiled. He wore azure battle armor and had a lean, muscular build and handsome features.

Every deity in the Fire Rhino Tribe was an important fighting force.

What was more, Roger cultivated the rare death edict.

That made Hagson, a wind Midgod whose soul strength and soul defenses were merely average-and who was currently injured-value him all the more.

After all, refining soul essence was a signature ability of death deities.

If Roger had become a god through insights into that aspect of the edict, Hagson's own strength could improve immensely in a short time!

"Thank you for your praise, Chief."

Roger bowed again as he spoke.

"Hahaha, you're too polite, Roger." Hagson walked over and patted him. "Why call me Chief? If you don't mind, just call me big brother Hagson!"

"Big brother Hagson." Seeing how warmly Hagson treated him, Roger readily obliged.

Hagson was actually a decent man, and he treated his subordinates sincerely.

Ordinarily, those Lowgods indeed did not need to address Hagson as Chief. They could simply call him big brother.

Roger had learned that from his parents long ago.

But there were far too many people in a tribe.

They called one another brothers while alive, but once someone died, it all came to nothing.

In the end, strength was what mattered.

"Hahaha! To celebrate you becoming a god, brother Roger, I've arranged a banquet. You must come tonight."

Hagson laughed heartily.

"Of course."

"Mm, we'll gather at my residence."

"All right, big brother."

Hagson offered quite a few more words of encouragement before leaving with his two deputies.

Before long, night fell.

Roger arrived at the banquet as promised.

It was clear that Hagson had put real effort into the banquet.

The long table was laden with food that looked, smelled, and tasted wonderful, along with plenty of fine wine.

Once all the Fire Rhino Tribe's deities had assembled,

Hagson raised his cup from the head of the table and called out loudly:

"Congratulations on becoming a god, brother Roger!"

"Congratulations on becoming a god, brother Roger!" ×15

The other fifteen Lowgods joined in the loud congratulations.

Among them, Shaluba's expression shifted several times, but in the end, he could only join the celebration.

He had clashed with Roger's parents in the past.

When Roger's parents died in battle, he had been delighted for quite some time.

If not for the tribe's most basic rules, he would even have wanted to secretly kill Roger and Allen.

That was also why he so often made trouble for the two of them and mocked them.

Now that Roger had become a god, Shaluba could only bury those petty schemes.

After several rounds of drinks,

Roger gradually became acquainted with everyone.

In the latter half of the banquet, Hagson rose again. "Now that brother Roger has become a god, we'll follow our usual practice and assign four hundred Sanctuary experts and one thousand Fire Rhinos to your command. From now on, you'll also have a vote in all major matters, brother Roger, and a share of the proceeds from selling Fire Rhino horns."

"Thank you, big brother Hagson!"

Roger raised his wine cup and toasted Hagson.

Then he refilled it and toasted the other Lowgods present.

Seeing this, the others rose to return his toast.

As he drank this ceremonial cup of wine,

Roger felt immensely gratified.

From that day on, he was part of the Fire Rhino Tribe's leadership. He would only need to complete a few tasks, leaving the rest of his time free to focus on cultivation.