“Have you seen the destiny of the House of God Ordainment? It’s burning like wildfire! And that Yang Immortal-Slayer reached the Unbounded level. Normally speaking, I’d stay out of their business, but they’ve been meddling in ours. At this point, we have no choice but to wipe them out.”

Laird Darkevoid was a sinister-looking middle-aged man. He was also in the Unbounded level, but had yet to become a Paramount God. His organization had recently been attacked by the House of God Ordainment and his disciples hadn’t been able to put up even a passable defense.

“That's right!” growled Daoist Nine-Deaths. “The House of God Ordainment has been too aggressive lately. Our disciples are too weak to fight them, which means we have to take action ourselves. Their people all have special godhoods, and are exceedingly capable fighters. They also have a huge army of thrall troops. I even had an apprentice who was a peak Perfect God, but was captured by them and turned into a thrall. It was infuriating!”

“So, what do we...