At the most critical moment, Yang Qi clinched a victory.

The enlightenment provided by the sutra on the Wheel of Fate filled him with power, allowing the past, present, and future to exist within him. Three nascent divinity seeds formed within him—one deathless, one solitary, and one unfathomable. His soul suddenly had three distinct qualities, and it caused the psychic flame of his will to burn more brightly than ever. As a result, the wills of the seven gods immediately began crumbling.

“Well done,” a voice spoke into his mind. “So you managed to stand up to the assault of our divine will. Your will, strength, and temperament are clearly profoundly strong. You deserve to bear the legacy of the Aeonic God Temple. We seven gods perished long ago, yet we do not...