Deep Blue Waltz

The nascent Chaos had just been carved out, and the barren void welcomed the souls from the Otherworld.
As the first soul in the Chaos World, Laine automatically became the God of Spirituality.
However, divine power stems from Divine Power, and the existence of spirituality was insignificant; thus, the newly born Laine was extremely weak.
With no other choice, to avoid being overturned by the torrents of fate, Laine had to rely on himself.
He carved out realms, and birthed lives belonging solely to spirituality.
He created sequences, scattering the steps to deification.
He wove the Magic Net, enveloping the sky, the oceans, and the land.
When the bell of dusk sounded, I raised my divine seat and proclaimed to all beings from the pinnacle of the Spirit Realm:
There are two facets to the world, the material and the spiritual.
The material belongs to the gods, and the spiritual belongs to me, such is the ultimate truth of all things.

Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

The profound cave seemed bottomless, as if directly leading to the Heart Core of the Earth.


Carefully feeling their way out, although it appeared not to be their first time to the surface, their behavior clearly showed a deep wariness of the Mortal Realm.


Their movements were uniform, striving to avoid making any unnecessary noise.


Skillfully bypassing ordinary-looking bushes and tree stumps, their eyes inadvertently checking the traps they had laid during their last visit.


After patrolling around an area thousands of steps in diameter, none of the traps appeared to have been triggered.


It was hard to say whether this was good or bad; the group returned to their starting position, the lead creature's eyes flashing with a hint of regret, yet there was also a sense of relief in their heart.


They had come for a 'hunt', but the results of hunting were often accompanied by the crises of Life and Death.


Chapter 392: Underground_2