The clouds parted.
Ji Xuanyuan's figure slowly appeared.
His gaze swept over the crowd before finally settling on Ye Wuye, whose emotions were the steadiest.
He gently extended his hand.
A crystalline, translucent God Position Seed slowly floated toward him.
At that moment.
Everyone present finally came to their senses.
The champion of this Proof of Godhood was actually Ye Wuye.
Emperor Xin's eyes widened, his heart filled with disbelief.
How could it be him?
No, I really can't accept this!
In his recollection, Ye Wuye had never been particularly dominant throughout his battles.
Using the special ability of Spirit-Poison Conversion, he poisoned his opponents, then ran around dodging attacks to drag out the fights.
He himself had only lost because Ye Wuye had put distance between them, letting the poison continuously wear him down until he was defeated.
In terms of raw strength in a head-on fight, he definitely stood a notch above Ye Wuye.
He had been just a little short.
If only he had been a little faster and defeated Ji Fa before Ye Wuye did.
The outcome could definitely have been rewritten.
It was all because there hadn't been enough time.
Emperor Xin's heart brimmed with unwillingness, but he could only accept the result.
"I, Ye Wuye, thank Your Majesty, the Human Emperor!"
Ye Wuye reached out to catch the God Position Seed, tears of gratitude pouring from his eyes.
At last.
He had participated four times before finally obtaining it.
Beneath the Sky Screen, cheers instantly erupted.
"This is wonderful!"
Dugu Yan waved her hand high, her face full of excitement.
A smile appeared on Dugu Bo's face, and his heart finally settled completely.
The applause rang as loudly as thunderclouds.
In a corner.
Yu Xiaogang hunched his neck and stole glances around, hurriedly joining in the applause.
He was terrified that if he moved too slowly, someone would seize on it and demand to know why he wasn't clapping.
He was afraid.
After experiencing Tang San's killing,
he now lived with extreme caution in this world.
His only wish was to make it safely to the end and return to his own world unharmed.
"I never expected Ye Wuye to be the final winner."
"I originally thought it would be one of the two seniors surnamed Ji."
Standing high in the sky, Ning Rongrong spoke in surprise.
Inwardly, she was even more taken aback.
After all, those two shared the Human Emperor's surname. She had thought they would be much stronger than the others.
"On this continent, prodigies are as numerous as carp crossing a river, beyond counting."
"A Martial Soul alone cannot make up for talent."
Ji Xuanyuan spoke calmly.
He felt neither regret nor surprise.
Anything could happen in a battle between powerful opponents.
Being stronger had never meant a hundred-percent guarantee of victory.
Beneath the Sky Screen.
"Ye Wuye is so strong! I knew he could win all along! There's simply no way to counter Spirit-Poison Conversion."
"But he clearly lost five matches! Emperor Xin only lost three, and Ji Fa was even better. He only lost to Ye Wuye once throughout the whole competition and won every other match."
"These rules aren't really fair. Give Ji Fa a little more time, and he definitely could have found a counter."
"Luck played a huge part in Ye Wuye winning this championship."
"Tch, he still won!"
Some thought Ye Wuye was strong, but those who judged only by how loud the explosions were and how extravagant the attack effects looked felt that he didn't deserve the championship.
Far from dying down, the controversy grew even fiercer than before.
The competition ended.
None of the twenty-eight Demigods left.
Everyone remained where they were, watching Ye Wuye quietly.
Ye Wuye held the God Position Seed, red light flickering constantly in his hand, and solemnly placed it inside his body.
"It's starting!"
Long Xiaoyao looked nervously at Ye Wuye.
Watching someone else condense a God Position would also greatly benefit their own cultivation.
Under everyone's gaze.
Ye Wuye closed his eyes.
He poured all the cultivation insights he had gained over more than four hundred years into the God Position Seed.
Four hundred years. He had been a healing-type Soul Master for four hundred years, and treating illnesses was what he understood best.
Today.
He would attain godhood here as the God of Healing!
Boom!
The aura around him climbed incessantly, energy spreading outward in waves.
Power belonging to the level of Gods weighed upon everyone's hearts.
"Can he succeed?"
Veins bulged on Chen Feijian's sword-gripping hand.
Just as he reached the final step, his rising aura suddenly broke off.
Like a deflating balloon, Ye Wuye rapidly lost every trace of his power.
"Ah!"
Ye Wuye's long sigh carried across the entire sea of clouds.
He had failed.
A disappointed expression appeared on little Ning Rongrong's face.
"Without enough accumulated cultivation or sufficient insight, attempting Self-Created Godhood will inevitably fail."
Beside her, Bibi Dong watched the scene and spoke evenly.
"This is perfectly normal."
"Creating your own God Position is far more difficult than inheriting one. There's nothing unusual about failing on the first attempt."
Seeing Ning Rongrong's disappointed expression, Snow Girl shook her head and reminded her.
Ning Rongrong looked up at Ji Xuanyuan.
"Your Majesty, the Human Emperor, can't people in our world become gods by inheriting a God Position?"
All the women turned toward Ji Xuanyuan.
After a moment of silence.
Ji Xuanyuan said, "Of course they can."
"It's just that, although the Human Emperor World stands on the same level as the Divine Realm and is itself a divine realm,"
"it has only just ascended to that level. The world is too small to support too many Gods."
"So I have no choice but to control the number of Gods as much as possible, to avoid placing too heavy a burden on the world."
"However."
"The original Divine Realm is unwilling to accept this. They want us to fall back into the mortal realm we once were and become their subordinate world again."
"And they withdrew all the God Positions to force our hand."
"Therefore, we can only create our own God Positions."
After hearing this, Ning Rongrong was furious.
"How could the Divine Realm do that? That's just awful!"
"Exactly!"
Beneath the Sky Screen, everyone deeply shared Ning Rongrong's feelings.
They were all the Douluo Continent. What an immense honor it was to become a divine realm!
Who would willingly fall back into the mortal realm?
"Damn that Divine Realm. I think they just want to keep exploiting us."
"That's right! We absolutely can't admit defeat. We have to resist."
"Gentlemen, young and old, don't disgrace yourselves! Everyone, choose the Human Emperor World!"
"Not even a dog would go to the Peerless Tang Sect."
The crowd seethed with indignation.
Ordinary people could never become gods in their lifetimes, so whether godhood was possible had nothing to do with them.
But their world ascending into a divine realm could greatly increase their sense of pride.
Everyone felt involved.
At Spirit Hall.
Qian Daoliu abruptly rose from his seat.
The Human Emperor World and the Divine Realm are enemies?
This won't do!
He was a devoted believer in the Angel God, and the entire Douluo Continent was the land of her inheritance.
Yet the Human Emperor actually intended to lead the entire Douluo Continent in defiance of the Divine Realm?
Ridiculous!
A mortal realm is a mortal realm. What right does it have to become a divine realm?
We must go to the Peerless Tang Sect!
But.
Looking at the Peerless Tang Sect's Support Rate, Qian Daoliu paced back and forth with a headache.
With such a huge gap in Support Rate, he truly had no idea how to turn things around.
This is difficult.
"Then does that mean people from our world would actually find it easier to become gods if they went to another divine realm?"
The moment Ning Rongrong said it, she covered her mouth in regret.
Wasn't she exposing a drawback of the Human Emperor World?
Ji Xuanyuan, however, nodded lightly without concealing anything.
"Yes."
"But the Demigods of our world do not die for nothing, either."
"After they die, I select a group with outstanding talent and resurrect them within the Gods' small worlds."
"If the Human Emperor World encounters a crisis, I can mobilize the power of the entire world to create Godhood Inheritances in batches and help them become gods."
"Create Gods in batches?"
Ning Rongrong froze completely, her eyes filled with shock.
"What?"
"Resurrect Demigods? Don't tell me the Human Emperor has been secretly resurrecting Demigods all these ten thousand years?"
"That's truly bringing the dead back to life!"
"Holy crap! Doesn't that mean the Human Emperor has been hiding an army of Demigods?"
"An army of Gods!"
No one who saw this scene on the Sky Screen remained unshaken.
"You've got to be kidding!"
Qian Daoliu stood rooted to the spot in disbelief.
Just as they were reeling in shock.
Countless white motes of light flew into the sea of clouds from every direction between heaven and earth, entering Ye Wuye's body.
The aura of a god revived once more!
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