A bustling city.
A first-class guest room.
Tantai Xue sighed. "Progress is still so-so, and I still can't meet the Spirit Blossom Envoy. This is my first time seeing an Immortal Spirit's envoy like this. Isn't he worried the Immortal Spirit will blame him when she wakes up? Wasting so much time."
The Spirit Blossom Immortal Spirit's subordinates had worn her temper away.
No matter what she did, they remained unhurried, showing none of the joy of being about to awaken an Immortal Spirit.
If anything brought them joy, it was being given more Spirit Source.
Their eyes had practically fallen into the Spirit Source.
They were that poor.
"Something's happened." A voice suddenly came from the Spirit Tablet.
"What is it?" Tantai Xue asked curiously.
"Something must have happened at the Immortal Gate Grand Competition. A rift has actually appeared there, forced open. Even space is in turmoil, and I can try to reclaim some of my power." The Spirit Tablet's low voice held some surprise.
As a Fallen Evil God, most of his power was suppressed by the Immortal Gate, as were even his body and consciousness.
The Spirit Blossom Immortal Spirit was one example.
Whether awake or asleep.
She remained suppressed by the Immortal Gate Great Governance, unable to accumulate much power, and escaping was harder still.
So, to the Immortal Gate, Evil Gods of this kind posed the least danger.
The restrictions on the Evil God's Subordinates were not that extreme either.
But some had only their power suppressed. Now that space was in turmoil, they could even reach out to their power and reclaim it.
"Doesn't that mean a lot of Evil Gods will draw their power back?" Tantai Xue asked.
The Spirit Tablet's voice remained low. "No. Right now, even with the door open,