Heavenly winds swept across the summit of Divine Mountain, and drifting clouds veiled the sun high above.
Seated on his throne, Jiang Yang watched as Aulisel's words plunged like a bomb into a lake, sending countless waves crashing up.
The gods broke into discussion. As for the first proposal, after Artemis had clarified the stakes just now, the voices of opposition had diminished.
The Silver Folk did not practice the Cultivation Divine Law. Even if they cultivated to the saint domain and matched the gods in strength, their lifespans could not compare to the gods' nearly endless lives.
Perhaps it would affect their standing, but in truth, it would merely mean a few more people standing on equal footing with them.
The Silver Folk could reach no higher than the saint domain, whereas the Divine Courts still had God Kings, members of the Divine Clan above the emperor-rank first step.
The Divine Clan's ruling position would not actually be affected.
In the future, apart from those who had already reached a bottleneck in their strength, the Divine Clan, with their endless lifespans, would not stand still. They would only grow stronger.
But the second proposal was far more interesting.
The Seven Divine Courts were independent of one another, with none above or below another, each holding sway over its own region.
For thousands of years, the God Kings had been the strongest in their respective Divine Courts. They wielded authority over the world, holding supreme power like the emperors of antiquity.
Now, with nothing more than a few words, Aulisel wanted them to bow their heads and obey. For the moment, they found that hard to accept.
The former civilization's original ideal of equality had long since worn away over the long years.
Even though the members of the Divine