After the Divine Fortune Teller described what he’d seen, Su Yi couldn’t help but be solemn.0

“The gods waging war in the Immortal Realm? Divine blood falling like rain? A vision of the apocalypse?”0

It was difficult to stay calm.0

The gods were restricted by the Laws and the natural order. They couldn’t enter this world. This had always been an ironclad rule.0

It was for this reason that gods who wanted to influence and interfere with the Immortal Realm’s affairs needed divine emissaries. They gathered devotees and carried out the gods’ bidding in their stead.0

For instance, both Cloud Apparatus Immortal Manor and the Church of All Spirits were servants of their respective deities!0

But in the Divine Fortune Teller’s vision, the gods had appeared here in the Immortal Realm, fighting an apocalyptic grand battle!0

This was unquestionably startling.0

The Divine Fortune Teller said in a low voice, “My vision won’t necessarily become a reality. Even I sometimes fail in my attempts to divine heavenly mysteries.”0

“There’s an enduring rumor spreading throughout the Immortal Realm,” said Su Yi. “They say that as the Immortal Realm welcomes its golden age, the long-lost path to divinity...0