Quiet!
Everything around was completely silent!
At this moment, apart from the constantly kneeling figures, there was no other movement or fluctuation.
The Demigod who were just shouting and even wanted to see Su Wen make a fool of himself are now all kneeling on the ground, trembling as they worship the majestic God of Wealth standing in the middle.
Has the Ninth Epoch God of Wealth regained the power he possessed in the Eighth Epoch God of Wealth?
How long has it been?
Where did you find it from?
Didn't that person send a message saying that the Divine Seat of God of Wealth had been destroyed, and that the Eighth Epoch God of Wealth would no longer exist?
Now, what's going on?
"This was quite a show."
Suddenly, a laugh came from the side.
Then, the Theater God, clad in battle armor, tore through space and appeared in the sight of the Demigod of various races.
To their utter astonishment, the Theater God's skill had surpassed theirs!
Even the Theater God, before his death, was only at the Emperor Rank Limit, wasn't he?
When that messenger sent the message, he said that the path of the gods in the Ninth Era had been sealed and restricted, and that their upper limit would be confined to the Emperor Rank Limit. Could that also be false?
The Theater God... has he broken through?
"The God of Wealth, just now when they were communicating through divine thought, they said you were stupid."
The Theater God looked around and spoke.
From their perspective, I really did seem stupid.
Su Wen's expression remained unchanged as he slowly said, "As the God of Wealth, to be humiliated like this by one's own subordinates, isn't that foolish?"
"As a token of gratitude, and also as a gift from the God of God of Wealth."
"I have decided to execute their entire clan!"
As he spoke, Su Wen paused, then looked at the Theater God and said with a smile, "Grandpa, how about we have a competition this time to see who can clean up faster?"
The Theater God chuckled and said, "Is there even a need to compare?"
I am, after all, Immortal Demigod!
Even if the God of Wealth mobilized the Demigod power within him, it would still be far inferior to his own.
So how could I possibly lose in comparison?
"That's not necessarily true!"
Su Wen's lips curled up slightly, and he immediately activated the power of the God of Wealth Mark.
"Go, bring over everything belonging to your clan!"
"Bring over anything you deem valuable!"
The power of the God of Wealth Mark goes far beyond simply making these Demigod kneel down.
Since I can command them, why not let them do the work and then provide for myself?
Even if the Theater God is incredibly talented, could he possibly outrun so many people working together?
Good heavens!
The Theater God couldn't help but feel a little moved by Su Wen's tactic of turning enemies into friends.
The next moment, he took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from the spot.
Since the God of Wealth is already here in the Holy Spirit Realm, he naturally won't make a move here.
Furthermore, the Holy Spirit Realm in the Main Space-Time has already been wiped out. What reference value would it have to take action against the Holy Spirit Realm here?
"Quick!"
"Keep it up!"
"After you return, bring your people here to receive my baptism!"
Su Wen stood at the entrance to the Holy Spirit Realm, constantly issuing commands to the Demigod passing by.
In this place, apart from the Holy Spirit Clan, who are relatively numerous, the other ethnic groups are few in number.
This won't do.
How can I leverage my status as a god of God of Wealth?
Therefore, the best option is to let these "friends" return to their community and bring back more friends to receive the blessing of this God of God of Wealth.
Meanwhile, near the Imperial Capital.
After finishing his explanation of Martial Dao, the Star God nodded slightly to the warriors below.
Then, under the admiring gazes of the soldiers, he turned and left.
He could feel the soldiers' gratitude towards him, and he even knew that if time wasn't of the essence, he should go to the battlefield and have a proper talk with these soldiers who were defending their country.
But their time is very precious!
While the God of Wealth and the Theater God went to the Demigod clan for practical training, he also had important matters to attend to.
"Buzz!"
As the Star God activated it, the silver spacetime power in his hand began to tremble slightly.
The next moment, a beam of light descended from the sky, instantly carrying the Star God away from this place.
"Splash splash splash!"
Just then, a fierce wind howled in the sky, and the black gale attracted everyone's attention the moment it appeared.
Because they all knew what the appearance of this black whirlwind meant.
Soon, a mature-looking adult Wind God with more than a dozen scars on his face appeared on the battlefield.
He frowned slightly as he looked at the battlefield situation, which was beyond his expectations.
"Brother Battle God, what's going on?"
The Wind God took a step forward and arrived in front of the Battle God. Looking at the Battle God, whose injuries had been completely healed, whose damaged armor had been restored, and whose face was fair and delicate, he asked in confusion.
What happened?
Did they, the Huaxia, encounter friendly forces?
Or has the Battle God broken through to a higher level?
Otherwise, how could Brother Battle God's incurable injuries have suddenly healed?
Moreover, he could clearly sense that the Battle God God's aura was stronger than before, and his mood was also better than before.
It could even be said that on the battlefield today, all the soldiers are in a positive mood, full of passion and hope.
This is completely different from the death-defying despair he had felt some time ago!
"Little Wind, the Theater God master is back!"
The Battle God looked at the Wind God and grinned.
Wind God: "?"
Did he mishear, or has the Battle God gone mad?
Please elaborate.
The Wind God's gaze sharpened, and he spoke solemnly.
He felt that this matter was not simple.
Most importantly, he didn't really believe in the wisdom of the Battle God.
It wasn't that he looked down on the Battle God; it was just that he knew very well that the Battle God's strengths lay elsewhere.
Next, the Battle God began to recount what he had encountered, as well as what the Star God, the Theater God, and the God of Wealth had done after their Descender.
At the same moment, a silent wind began to drift around the Imperial Capital.
The Wind God did not hide; he acted openly and honestly.
Since you have the ability to see into people's hearts, why hide it?
At this point, with such an unbelievable thing happening, what's the point of hiding anything?
A moment later, the Battle God told the Wind God everything he knew.
The Wind God, through his perception of the wind, also found his own answer.
"Brother Battle God, is it possible that those three... aren't the Star God, the Theater God, and the God of Wealth?"
The Wind God said in a deep voice, "I did not mean to deny them, nor did I mean to consider them enemies."
"Considering their overwhelming strength, the high-level Martial Dao they've passed down, and their assistance in defeating our enemies, they are not enemies at all."
"But the matter of the Main Space-Time and the Sub-Space-Time is far too inconceivable."
"If Brother God of God of Wealth truly possesses the ability to transcend time and space, then... let's just consider ourselves the first Sub-Space-Time without the aid of time and space!"
"But as I understand it, those three might be ancestors from afar."
At this point, Wind God paused, then said seriously, "Brother Battle God, when I was a guest of the Hidden Kill Clan, I visited their library and looked at some books."
"Historical records state that in some faraway place, our ancestors are still fighting to the death."