Led by Beirut, the deities passed through the spatial barrier deep within the Dark Forest, and the scene before them abruptly changed.
An ancient, desolate weight swept over them, as though they had crossed ten thousand years of time steeped in the deaths and secrets of countless deities.
The moment they stepped into this space, every deity present was shaken to the core, their pupils contracting slightly.
The patterns of the laws between heaven and earth had become clearer than ever, transparent and within reach.
Every wisp of wind, every ripple in space, and every thread of circulating divine power carried complete, plainly visible trajectories of the laws, like a painting unfurled before their eyes, revealing every detail.
Compared with the obscure, elusive fluctuations of the laws on the Yulan Continent's material plane, the order of the laws here was more concentrated, more substantial, and more complete. This was clearly a high-level secret realm far beyond an ordinary plane.
An ordinary Lowgod might cultivate painstakingly for a thousand years on the material plane without seeing the complete trajectory of a single law. Here, however, they needed only to quiet their minds to perceive the fundamental mysteries behind the workings of the laws directly. Even pausing to contemplate them could rapidly advance their comprehension.
Shiheng understood inwardly. The cultivation chamber discovered by Lin Feng, the protagonist in his previous life, had also allowed a clear perception of the power of the laws, but it was merely a secret realm Beirut had created for his own cultivation before becoming a Sovereign. The Tomb of the Gods before him, however, had been built by Beirut himself after he attained the position of Sovereign. Its grade and the level of its laws were on an entirely different scale.
This was also the fundamental reason