Great Xia, outside Longbei City, a towering figure silently appeared atop the mountains surrounding the city, looking down with a commanding view of the city below.

“The civilization thrives with such vitality,” the Minotaur War God, although having heard of the city’s prosperity beforehand, couldn’t help but exclaim upon truly witnessing the Giant City which combined modern civilization with that of the Exotic Region.

He could easily destroy this city, even one strike could plunge it into the depths, shattering areas several, even dozens of times larger than Longbei City.

For destruction is always simpler than creation.

But that was only limited to destruction; to create such a prosperous civilization was near impossible for him.

Not only for him, but for almost all gods.

“A prosperous civilization is like a gem on a crown; to gods, it’s a wonderful treasure,” initially, the Minotaur War God had planned to conquer Longbei City by force.

But after witnessing this scene, he felt he could be a bit more patient.

Behind the Minotaur War God followed a faithful believer upon whom he had bestowed Divinity.

This follower, although not quite understanding the god’s actions, had complete trust in his measures.

The Minotaur War God began to speak to himself, “You must understand that human lifespans are but a short hundred years, even with contract nourishment, at most you can add a thousand years, ten thousand years of life, unless Beast Taming ascends to godhood.

The inheritance of Demon Beasts is etched into their bloodlines, Beasts with such lineage naturally awaken skills as they grow.

Whereas you humans are born as blank slates, only able to start learning from scratch in later life. Under these conditions, you have still managed to ascend the Exotic Region’s stage and become the dominant force among humanity, indeed impressive.

Many gods view humans as leeks to be harvested at will, but I think, you have much more potential.”

Perhaps due to experiencing lows, the mindset of the Minotaur War God differed from conventional gods; He could observe everything from a different perspective.

Suddenly, the Minotaur War God sensed something.

He turned his head towards the empty sky behind him.

“Interesting,”

“Interesting,”

The words echoed, almost back to back, from both the Sixiang and his mouth.

“Master, there is a god over there.”

In the eyes of the Sixiang, the Minotaur War God, ordinary in appearance to most and even ignorable, was now exuding unparalleled golden radiance.

Behind him, there was also a blurred and hazy phantom, the silhouette of a colossal Battle Arena.

But in the blink of an eye, the phantom behind him disappeared, as if what had just been seen was an illusion.

But the Sixiang was sure, it was not an illusion, but a sliver of aura deliberately revealed by the other.

“The Tenth Step of Ascension, not bad, I just happen to need a qualified Vanguard, and this power is just right,” the Minotaur War God spoke candidly, and the fact that he appeared at the moment of his arrival in Longbei City indicated that the other was most likely a Beast Tamer from Longbei City.

A place that could birth a Tenth Step of Ascension in Beast Taming intrigued him even more, perhaps the other truly was a Different Plane with Authority.

He disappeared from his spot, and the Divine Country phantom shrank, concentrating into his fist.

“National Suppression!”

The phantom of the Divine Country bolstered his punch, causing even the firmament to tremble.

“Dark Realm,” the Sixiang’s words fell.

Both beast and god vanished on the spot.

BOOM!!!!

A heaven-splitting punch churned the universe, and waves of vibrations like cascading ocean waves crossed over ten thousand miles, creating a Grand Canyon that spanned between two shores.

“Such a domineering punch, yet someone like you is only considered the weakest among gods… I’m suddenly more interested in the other gods,” the ethereal voice of the Sixiang emerged from above, and the Minotaur War God looked up only to see a spear, formed entirely from Dark Power, descending from the heavens.

“The weakest?” The expression on the Minotaur War God’s face was subtly complex.

In the face of the Sixiang’s attack, he had no intention of dodging. If he, in his divine stature, had to evade an opponent that had not even reached Ascension, what kind of War God would he be?

Golden armor blossomed on his body’s surface, and when the black spear collided with it, spear and armor sparked violently from the friction.

“I’m merely the first to awaken, not the weakest.”

The Minotaur War God and the Sixiang gazed directly into each other’s eyes.

“You should take pride in having avoided my previous punch.”

As he spoke, he lifted his right arm, the fingers loosely clasped as the Divine Country phantom overlaid behind him. The colossal Battle Arena suddenly rose from the ground, transforming into a huge shield that he grasped in the palm of his hand.

With a forward smash, in an instant, the Sixiang above suddenly felt locked from all directions.

Everywhere it looked – up, down, ahead, left, right – it seemed as if a gargantuan wall was crashing down from the heavens.

This move carried a will – the certainty of striking!

It closed off all its avenues of escape.

A faint smile played upon the Sixiang’s face, preparing to leave the Dark Realm, but unknown to it, the surrounding space had already been shrouded by the golden phantom of the Divine Country.

“BOOM!!!”

The space of the Dark Realm, not as solid as the Exotic Region, exploded into chaos at the location of the Sixiang.

“A master of a realm, I’ve been wary of you all along,” the Minotaur War God chuckled lightly.

As an ancient deity, especially one with Divine Position in warfare, he had fought countless battles, and had encountered opponents wielding the power of an entire realm like the Sixiang before.

The simplest method was to use the Divine Country’s overlay on the area where the opponent was stationed, akin to double-locking the door; he could not leave this space at will, nor could the latter.

From the moment he entered the Dark Realm, he had cloaked the nearby area with his Divine Country.

“You are highly talented, I can smell the youth in your blood. To reach the Tenth Step of Ascension at your age, becoming a god is not out of the question,” the Minotaur War God arrogantly proclaimed, “Join me, and I will lead you to true godhood.”

Above his head, as the void stabilized once more, the Sixiang released its right hand. The Forest Thorns Crown that encircled it dispersed, countless thorns snapped, and numerous cracks spread across it.

With a wave of its hand, the Forest Thorns Crown circled its arm once more, the broken thorns and cracks slowly healing…

The Sixiang raised its arm, and the pervasive black mist of the Dark Realm found purpose in that second. Thick black torrents followed the Sixiang’s lead, causing the entire Dark Realm to shudder.

Under extreme compression, the black torrents turned into an inky liquid, one drop, two drops…

They merged into streams, which then amalgamated in the sky into a vast black river.

With a signal from the Sixiang’s arm, the black river reversed its flow, cascading down like celestial waters towards the golden-armored Minotaur War God below.

The Divine Country before him eroded beneath the black river, its brilliance fading.

“Ha ha ha ha, well met!” the Minotaur War God roared with laughter, drawing the massive axe from behind him and with a swing towards the front, he sliced down!