The Silver Ring Plane is one of countless Material Plane, named so because when viewed from its outer edge at night, the stars are arranged in an elliptical ring.
The plane has four continents located at its four corners, with a vast ocean in the center, where the dimensional teleportation array is located.
Because the four continents are far apart, there is virtually no communication between beings below the Saint-level.
Each continent has a dominant race: dragons, elves, beastmen, and humans. Jason's Elven Continent, is dominated by elves.
"Our Elven Continent originally worshipped four gods, and we were originally the servants of the God of Mountains. However, more than ten years ago, the Dark Elf, who worshipped the Shadow Matriarch, somehow found an ancient god's corpse and used it to summon an eight-winged fallen angel."
The Shadow Matriarch and the Fallen Angel ambushed and killed the God of Mountains. The other two God of Wind Eagles and the Ancestral Soul of Tree Spirits formed an alliance to fight against them, but they could only barely protect themselves.
The Mountain Kingdom was swallowed up by the Shadow Realm, and many of our brothers and sisters were slaughtered. Fortunately, we encountered the Lord's Divine Artifact during our escape and received His protection, which allowed us to survive.
Jason took the golden page; it was the remaining portion of the Holy Bible.
"Don't you four continents have any Midgod?" Jason asked, sitting in the main seat.
"This—" The three Saint-level kneeling before him were momentarily at a loss for words.
Jason understood that they were probably still unclear about the classification of Deity-level, so he changed the subject. "How did you manage to master this kind of descent array?"
"This divine descent formation was obtained when the God of Mountains was still alive, but we had never succeeded in using it. It wasn't until we encountered the master's Divine Artifact that we attempted to use it to summon you."
After a brief conversation, the old woman in front of him was already panting heavily. She was the one who had summoned Jason, so her energy was now completely depleted.
Jason lightly touched the other woman with his finger, and life force rapidly gathered, instantly restoring the old woman's body to its original state, transforming her into a tall, beautiful woman.
Chelsea's family thanks the Lord for his grace.
Jason sensed that among the three Saint-level, only Chelsea had grasped the Profound Mysteries; the other two Saint-level were at the Early-stage Saint-level and the other was a leopard-shaped magical beast.
"Do you know where the divine Divine Spark of the God of Mountains is?" Jason asked.
Chelsea lowered his head and said, "After the God of Mountains was ambushed and killed by the Shadow Matriarch and the Fallen Angel, his Divine Spark disappeared without a trace."
Jason nodded. "My real name is Jason, but as for my honorific name, I'll use 'Beacon of Fate.' From now on, if you believe in me, I will grant you protection. As for secular politics, I will not interfere unless necessary. From now on, Chelsea will serve as the High Priest and help me maintain the church."
As for this Darkness Element Divine Spark, I'll give it to that leopard. However, you must Overgod Oath for a period of 500,000 years.
The black panther beside him looked up in surprise upon hearing this, but was reminded by a telepathic message and immediately lowered its head, "Thank you, Master."
Jason infused the golden pages in his hand with energy.
"This page has enough energy to summon me; you just need to activate it in the center of the magic circle. Your summoning of me today was too hasty. Summon me again in three days, and I will make some detailed arrangements."
"Yes, my lord."
Jason sensed that the summoning time limit had been reached, so he released his control. With a dizzying spin, the wisp of soul returned to the Netherworld.
"You actually established a faith in the Material Plane," Delisha chuckled after hearing Jason's description. "Actually, this kind of faith established through interdimensional projection isn't very useful for Highgod. Think about it, your projection is currently at most at the Peak Lowgod, barely enough to rule a country. With such little Power of Faith, you might as well spend some effort creating a Soul Gold Bead."
"That seems to make sense, but I find it quite interesting. My Fate Clone doing fine right now." Jason hasn't gained any new insights since his Fate Clone broke through to the Highgod.
"Then it's up to you. This is the detailed descent array, and there's also the oracle array. Be well-prepared for your next descent, and you can maintain it for a longer time." Delisha drew two complex arrays for Jason; these arrays were a talent of Demon.
Three days later, Jason's projection was summoned to the Silver Ring Plane once again.
"My lord," Chelsea, dressed in a golden priestly robe, knelt to greet Jason.
Jason nodded and was led to the prepared main seat.
In just three days, a temple was built in this place. The details were a bit rough, but Jason didn't care too much about that. As long as the facade was acceptable, that was fine.
"My lord, we have completed the compilation of our sacred texts. Please take a look."
Jason took the thick book embroidered with gold thread. His Projected Clone, lacking divine consciousness, could only browse through it.
"Hmm, not bad. Let's leave it at that for now. I'll descend once every hundred years from now on, and I'll raise any issues I may have."
Jason could tell that this holy book was modified from the old one, but the Elven values were quite peaceful, so it didn't conflict with his views.
"Um," Jason looked at Chelsea, "I feel like your faces are a bit different from the elves I've ever seen."
Not only Chelsea, but the group of creatures in the hall who called themselves elves didn't seem to have many elven features in appearance. Apart from having slightly longer ears, they were no different from humans.
"Your Excellency, we are a branch of elves descended from intermarriage between humans and ancient beings. After tens of thousands of years of evolution, we have become a special group of elves who call ourselves ' Brown Elves.'"
"Oh, no wonder." Jason didn't pursue the matter further.
"How is Michelle's Divine Spark being refined?" Jason asked the black panther.
This Black Panther, Michelle, is Chelsea's contracted player, but his talent is average.
Michelle thought Jason was urging her, "I'm already trying my best, please calm down, my lord."
Jason nodded. "What moves have other Deity-level made on the mainland recently?"
Chelsea said, "The God of Wind Eagles and the Ancestral Soul of Tree Spirits joined forces to attack the Shadow Realm two days ago, but unfortunately they failed to kill the Shadow Matriarch. However, the people of our original lands in the Mountain Nation seized the opportunity to rebel, and many have already declared their independence from the Shadow Realm's control. We have contacted several rebel armies and are actively working to rebuild the Mountain Nation."
After saying that, Mitchell unfolded a huge map, which was a global map of the Silver Ring Plane.
"Well, that's up to you. Remember to be careful before Michelle Refine Divine Spark." Jason didn't say anything about it. Just like Delisha said, this bit of faith wasn't of much use to Jason.
The entire Elven Continent is only slightly larger than the Yulan Continent; and the area of Mountain Nation before it was annexed was not even as large as Jason's territory on the Yulan Continent. Considering the Elf race's lamentable birth rate, the Power of Faith provided every thousand years is not as effective as two Soul Gold Bead.
"Your Majesty, the former High Priest of the Mountain Temple requests an audience. Would you be willing to grant him an audience?" Chelsea asked tentatively, seeing that Jason was in a good mood.
"Can."
A burly man walked in.
"Woluen, favored by the God of Mountains, pay my respects to Beacon of Fate's Beacon." Woluen merely bowed, without kneeling.
Jason sized him up. "High Priest of the God of Mountains, now that your master has passed away, are you willing to become my disciple?"
"I swear eternal allegiance to the God of Mountains, who is both my lord and my father, and I have no intention of converting to another."
Chelsea glanced nervously at Jason, but thankfully Jason didn't react.
"Never mind then, what do you need me for?"
Woluen took a deep breath. "There are still followers of our Lord within the Mountain Nation. They are willing to submit to your rule, but many are unwilling to convert. I beg you, my lord, to show leniency and spare their lives. I will lead them to the border of the kingdom to isolate them and avoid conflict with your followers."
Jason had no objection to this. "Do as you please. You can come and go as you please, as long as there's no conflict. But don't preach publicly anymore; let the worship of the God of Mountains fade away with time."
Chelsea and Woluen exchanged glances. Both were former Saint-level of the God of Mountains, so they naturally favored the God of Mountains's remnants. Michelle had prepared for Jason's anger, but Jason didn't react at all.
Jason guessed that this High Priest probably knew some secrets about the Deity-level, so he ignored their subtle movements and continued, "Let me ask you some questions. Who is the strongest Deity-level in this plane? Are there any Midgod?"
Woluen was surprised that Jason was so agreeable. He lowered his head and replied, "My lord once said that ten thousand years ago, a group of Deity-level on this plane made a pact to go to the Celestial Realm together. Among them were several great Midgod! Currently, all the Deity-level on this plane are Lowgod, and the strongest on the Elven Continent is the Shadow Matriarch."
Jason sensed the emotional fluctuations in Woluen's expression when he spoke to the Shadow Matriarch, but ignored it.
"I see, this plane is unexpectedly weak."
Jason added some more details, "Alright, you can decide what happens next yourselves. Since you're planning to stay in the Mountain Nation, Woluen, if you can, then help Chelsea out."
"Yes, sir."
Jason's projection vanished instantly in the hall.