At the very top of the sky.
Clouds parted to either side, revealing Ji Xuanyuan.
"Ye Wuye pays his respects to Your Majesty, the Human Emperor!"
Ye Wuye excitedly knelt on one knee, his voice steady as he fought to contain his excitement.
Ji Xuanyuan looked at Ye Wuye and nodded slightly.
"Ye Wuye, receive my decree!"
"You are tolerant and generous by nature, treating all living beings in the world equally.
For hundreds of years, you traveled the Douluo Continent, treating the sick and injured free of charge and guiding younger generations in their cultivation. You spent your life doing good, never asking for the slightest reward.
This was the cause.
Over a hundred million living beings used their thoughts as a ladder and their faith as strength to raise you onto the Divine Altar.
This is the effect.
From this day forth, you are the eleventh God of the Human Emperor Empire.
Declare your divine title!"
Ye Wuye froze for a moment. He had thought he would be the tenth person to become a God.
But he soon accepted it.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"I am-the God of Myriad Things!"
Ye Wuye's excited voice pierced the clouds, traveling to every continent and every corner of the Human Emperor World.
A fine golden rain began falling from the sky, as though it, too, rejoiced in this happy day.
The people's cheers spread from the spectator stands to the continent.
They celebrated the birth of another God.
Ji Xuanyuan opened his palm, and a lustrous porcelain bottle appeared out of thin air.
"This is a divine artifact, the World-Cleansing Bottle."
"Every year, it will produce a Resurrection Pill on its own, capable of reviving a non-divine living being who died within the past ten thousand years. I bestow it upon you."
"Beyond that, you may make one request of me. So long as it lies within my power, I will grant it."
He casually tossed the bottle, which landed lightly against Ye Wuye's chest.
To him, this divine artifact was little more than a chicken rib-of little use.
Garbage, even.
But Ye Wuye might like it.
"One Resurrection Pill every year! That divine artifact is ridiculously powerful!"
"It's all right, I suppose. It's a divine artifact, after all. One that could revive Gods would be truly impressive."
"Compared to the pills, that request is what really matters! A promise personally made by the Human Emperor-its value is simply immeasurable!"
Ye Wuye clasped the Divine Bottle in both hands, excitement filling his heart.
He loved this gift.
Even as a God, he could not save everyone.
This was a gift bestowed by the Human Emperor. Reviving someone through the laws of the world was the most overpowering method of all.
But...
At the thought of the request he was about to make, he could not help feeling apprehensive.
He took a deep breath, his tone cautious, afraid of angering the Human Emperor.
"Your Majesty, I have a favor to ask."
"Speak."
"I have heard that the people from ten thousand years ago will cross time and space to come here. If possible, I ask that Your Majesty grant them a peaceful place to settle."
"Please give them some time to adjust first, and slowly guide them into life in the Human Emperor World."
"There is no need to force them to submit immediately."
As his words fell, all of heaven and earth instantly went quiet.
Beneath the Sky Screen.
The people of the Douluo Continent world all froze. They had never imagined that the God of Myriad Things' request would have anything to do with them.
Just a few seconds later.
A powerful warmth welled up in everyone's hearts.
"The God of Myriad Things really is a good person!"
Tears of excitement filled their eyes.
Anyone else who received a promise from the Human Emperor would certainly have asked for resources or some other wish that benefited them.
Yet at his most glorious moment, Ye Wuye had chosen to think of a group of people from another world whom he had never met.
For their sake.
He was even willing to risk displeasing the Human Emperor.
Such breadth of heart commanded admiration.
"The God of Myriad Things truly has love for all in his heart. I'm so moved!"
"This is a true God!"
"I've decided. I'm going to the Human Emperor World."
"Wasn't that decided ages ago? You're only saying you want to go to the Human Emperor World now, you Peerless Tang Sect turncoat?"
"I want to join the Myriad Treasures Pavilion!"
"Don't celebrate too soon. The Human Emperor might not agree!"
High in the sky.
A trace of surprise flashed through Ji Xuanyuan's eyes. He had not expected this to be Ye Wuye's request.
Although he could learn everyone's thoughts with a mere flicker of his own, he did not normally do so.
When their power reached a certain level, people instead began wishing to live ordinary lives.
Of course, he was not willing to give up that power, either.
Ye Wuye's suggestion happened to align with his ideals.
Having a larger population was a minor matter. Gaining people's faith was what mattered.
"Granted!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Ji Xuanyuan nodded his agreement.
"Wonderful!"
Ning Rongrong jumped up excitedly.
Such an arrangement was a tremendous blessing for everyone in both worlds.
She looked at the Human Emperor's face, feeling that this man was not only powerful but gentle, too. For a moment, she was entranced.
Ye Wuye bowed solemnly in thanks, the great stone weighing on his heart finally dropping away.
Beneath the Sky Screen.
"Wonderful!"
"Thank you, Human Emperor!"
"Thank you, God of Myriad Things!"
The crowd's excited cheers rang out, vast and thunderous, lingering for a long time.
The Human Emperor World's public Support Rate soared all the way to 98%, crushing Peerless Tang Sect.
Spirit Hall.
Qian Daoliu's expression was cold and ugly, his heart unwilling to accept it.
"Hmph, hypocrites!"
"This must be a performance the Human Emperor arranged in advance, deliberately staged to win the hearts of the world."
He gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, his tone sour.
"How could this happen?"
In Peerless Tang Sect's Star Luo City, Ma Xiaotao had just swept her opponents off the stage. Looking at the Support Rate in the sky, her mind went numb.
Instead of rising, their Support Rate had fallen.
Then what the hell was the point of them putting so much effort into fighting?
In the spectator stands.
Ning Fengzhi, Dugu Bo, and the others finally breathed sighs of relief, delight immediately rising to their brows.
Oscar stood where he was, staring blankly at the Human Emperor.
Radiant and great.
The Human Emperor World was advanced and peaceful, with abundant resources and such an enlightened Human Emperor. Joining it really did seem quite good.
Just as he secretly began to feel tempted, a sinister, icy voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Are you planning to join the Human Emperor World?"
Dai Mubai slowly rose, gloom lurking in his eyes.
"No!"
Oscar stiffened all over and hurriedly waved his hands in denial.
"Don't forget that our roots are in Shrek! In Peerless Tang Sect, we still have a chance to become Gods!"
"But here, Demigod powerhouses are everywhere. With your mediocre talent, how could you compete with anyone? You can't beat a single person!"
Dai Mubai let out a sneer.
Oscar instantly grew dejected, lowering his head slightly.
He had to admit that Dai Mubai's words were indeed very tempting.
In Peerless Tang Sect, he could become a God.
"But what can we do even if we don't want to join? The Human Emperor World's Support Rate is crushing everything now. We have no choice at all."
Oscar spoke aggrievedly.
"Even so, we absolutely cannot give up!"
"I'll go back and see my imperial father right away, and gather all the strength of the Star Luo Empire! I refuse to believe it!"
Looking at Dai Mubai's stubborn, furious expression, Oscar ultimately chose to remain silent.
Their years of companionship left him unable to abandon Shrek and everything in his past.
Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of the God-Sealing Ceremony.
[The one-month period is up. The observation operation has ended.]
Almost no one present noticed.
Several figures quietly vanished between heaven and earth.
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