"How's your body? Have your functions fully recovered?"
Gilgamesh's voice was calm, but his crimson eyes studied Enkidu with faint curiosity.
The green-haired figure smiled softly. "With the power of God, even the faintest remnants of a body can be restored. As for Jin Gu… his consciousness remains within me."
Gilgamesh's gaze narrowed. "Because of his final choice?"
The memory stirred within him. Jin Gu's last act—choosing sacrifice over selfishness—had been moving. Without that, facing Tiamat would have been far more troublesome.
After all, that idiot Ishtar had lost the Bull of Heaven. Useless goddess. Not nearly as reliable as Ereshkigal.
Enkidu gave a faint laugh. "Then… are we going to destroy Tiamat now?"
With their combined strength, perhaps it was possible. But their power was not yet stable. They had only just received the cultivation methods bestowed by God. The soul had crossed into new dimensions, and such things required time to settle.
Gilgamesh clasped his hands behind his back and gazed into the heavens, humming softly. "I am not so foolish. The Eternal God has obtained the Heroic Spirit System and granted us the authority to spread His doctrine. Do you not see? This is what He desires in this age."
The Eternal God was merciful, yes. But mercy did not mean absence of desire. A god that awakens must feed. Worlds, planes, even faith itself—all of it could serve as nourishment.
But so long as Uruk's people could live in peace, Gilgamesh did not care. Especially… Siduri.
The thought of that gentle, cheerful woman brought the faintest warmth to his proud eyes.
The Wanjie Chat Group
Rin Tohsaka: "Ohohoho! A four-star envoy now, that's right—your big sister Rin has risen! Even the goddesses can't hold me back! Wuhu!"
Spirit of the Demon Sword: "Tch. Bragging like that, I swear you're just begging to become some goddess's servant."
Deliverance of Beings: "Behold the ugly arrogance of a four-star divine envoy!"
Tanjiro: "Ahem… I never show off like that."
Second Li: "Well… today's weather is nice."
Ninja Scientist: "Rin Tohsaka, you ungrateful little… you directly jumped to four stars? Damn, my heart can't take it."
Vampire Queen: "Strange. Usually, great contributions only grant three-star envoy status. Remember how Xiao Feng stopped at three after saving her world?"
Ji Shi Witch: "Correct. I recall the requirement for a four-star envoy is… world promotion, isn't it?"
Young Master Murong: "Classic Versailles. Shameless flexing!"
For Peace: "Unbelievable. You really hid this trump card from us? Damn it!"
Deliverance of Beings: "Wait… didn't Rin only fight in the Holy Grail War? Even with the sacrifice, how could she directly elevate her entire world? Unless… unless the human scope was limited only to Fuyuki City?"
Spirit of the Demon Sword: "Exactly. I'm baffled too."
Blond Boy Sam: "@RinT, come clean. How did you promote a whole world? Got some kind of cheat code?"
Demon Hunter: "Spill it, please."
Sadly Gao: "On my knees, begging for the answer!!"
Ninth Uncle, Demon Slayer: "Don't keep us hanging, little girl. The old man is losing his mind!"
Envy seethed through the group. Rin's world had upgraded with a single sacrifice. Everyone was jealous, but the truth behind it also gnawed at them.
After all—
It was common knowledge that only when the majority of humans or creatures in a world believed in God could promotion occur.
Even Tu Shan Yaya privately admitted she found this baffling.
Meanwhile, Li Shimin and Tanjiro were deep in cultivation. Neither noticed the faint glow of a star newly lit near them.
Rin Tohsaka: "Hahaha… well, let's call it luck. You'll understand when I share the video."
A notification chimed. Rin uploaded the footage.
The group fell into stunned silence.
Deliverance of Beings: "...There was no special trick at all. Just pure dumb luck? Why is there no Protoss in my world?!"
Ninth Uncle, Demon Slayer: "Ou Huang's ugly face strikes again…"
Fox Who Only Loves Money: "Despise.jpg."
Spirit of the Demon Sword: "Let's stay focused. What interests me most is that Moonlit Plane. Turns out worlds really do have different levels."
Chu Dashan: "Of course they do! That means my world's a plane too, right? Laugh-and-cry.jpg."
Eternal God: "Correct. Your world is also a large plane."
Ninja Scientist: "My God, is my world a plane as well?"
Eternal God: "No. The distinction is simple: planes contain multiple worlds. Yours is only a single-world domain."
Fox Who Only Loves Money: "Worship my God! Long live my God!"
Deliverance of Beings: "Glory to my God!"
Liu Che read the flood of flattery with a faint smile. Then he issued His decree.
Eternal God: "This time, I awakened new powers and reshaped the Heroic Spirit System of Rin Tohsaka's world. From now on, you may summon them based on the power of your goddess.
The Moonlit Plane is entering a chaotic period. Tanjiro, Li Shimin—you will each lead your people there to spread faith.
You may also cross into Chu Xuanfeng's world."
Chu Dashan: "I'll need to wait. I've only just returned to Earth, currently at the summit of Kunlun Mountain."
Ninth Uncle, Demon Slayer: "I'll summon a goddess first. My world is under siege—the coalition forces press at our borders."
Junior Brother Dazhufeng: "I'm fine, but I want to visit Chu Xuanfeng's world. I hope the Plane War begins soon!"
Blond Boy Sam: "Can my world summon a goddess clone too? Awesome. I've just unified the nations here and begun spreading my faith. Seems I won't need to fear outer space anymore."
Chu Dashan: "Relax. I'll stabilize Earth soon and prepare for our world's upgrade!"
The Saint's Cemetery World
Chu Xuanfeng stood alone at the edge of the Kunlun Ancient Land.
Before him stretched a yawning rift, the gateway to reincarnation itself.
This was no minor underworld. This was the true cycle of rebirth.
"According to God's instructions, this must be the place."
He raised both hands and tore.
Space split apart like fragile cloth.
Crack.
Thunder roared across the heavens. Something ancient and terrible stirred.
Chu Xuanfeng tilted his head upward. At the entrance to Samsara sat a looming figure.
The being sneered. "Why do you stare at me? Once I am free, I will kill you."
Then the figure vanished.
"A mere ghost." Chu Xuanfeng scoffed. "Hardly worth my notice."
With a flick of his wrist, he wrapped himself in protective divine light and strode forward, plunging into the darkness.
The world within was utterly silent.
A vast emptiness stretched around him, black as ink, lifeless as stone. It was as though he had stepped into hell itself.
Yet he knew: this was not true hell. This was reincarnation.
And with God's supernatural blessing shielding his body, no phantom here could harm him.
He walked.
Then the silence broke.
Boom!
Countless black bolts of lightning crashed down. Dragons of shadow coiled within, twisting and roaring.
They sought to drive him out.
Chu Xuanfeng sneered. He raised his fist and struck.
BOOM.
The heavens split. The thunder shattered, the formation unraveled.
Darkness fell silent once more.
He moved deeper.
At last, something else appeared.
A hiss of wind.
Thwack!
An arrow of bone slammed into the ground at his feet.
Chu Xuanfeng turned. A withered skeletal soldier stood in the shadows, its eye sockets burning with cold flame.
The true underworld. Now it grew interesting.
With a grin, he swung his fist.
The soldier crumbled instantly.
But the sound drew more.
Dozens. Hundreds. Then thousands.
A tidal wave of skeletal soldiers surged toward him.
Chu Xuanfeng laughed, battle-fury rising.
"Good! Come, then! Let me crush you all!"
The clash raged for hours.
Bone splintered beneath his strikes. Shadows scattered beneath his fists.
When at last the last skull shattered, silence returned.
He wiped the dust from his hands and strode onward.
Ahead lay light.
He thought it an exit—yet it was a city.
Beyond the walls spun a monstrous grinding wheel.
Dragons, phoenixes, qilin, even angels—corpses of legend. All fed into the millstone, all ground to ash.
The sight made his throat tighten.
"So this is what God desires… No wonder."
Whether it was the gleaming dead city or that vast wheel of torment, neither belonged to mortals. Even he, who had surpassed saints, felt a chill in his heart.
Then his senses flared.
Behind the millstone, something pulsed. A flash of light, hidden.
Without hesitation, he vanished, reappearing with a ripple of space.
Behind the altar stretched a desolate grassland.
Figures shuffled along a narrow path, blank-eyed, trudging toward the horizon.
Yin soldiers patrolled, their weapons humming with the aura of Samsara. Stronger by far than the skeletons before.
"This… this is the true Circuit of Reincarnation," Chu Xuanfeng murmured. "Let's see what lies at its end."
He followed the path.
The patrolling soldiers ignored him. Only when a soul strayed from the road did they strike, driving the lost back into line.
At last he reached the rift.
There, a black hall floated, suspended above the void—the end of reincarnation.
Within, an ancient stone fetus stirred. Like a clay idol, it cracked and shifted, eyes slowly opening.
It had felt Chu Xuanfeng's power. Not of this world. Something higher.
Has salvation come at last? it wondered.
Chu Xuanfeng stepped forward, gaze sharp. Doubt flickered in his eyes.
Then he spoke words that made the ancient being tremble.
"Are you… a living consciousness?"