Time froze.
Space reversed nine times.
Coupled with the radiant might of the Supreme Divine Art, the speed was terrifying.
To the outside world, all anyone saw was their comrades being launched into the air in an instant. No one even saw how Liu Che had moved.
At this level, it was rare for an ordinary god to fully comprehend even one law to its core.
But Liu Che?
He had already mastered three laws with terrifying precision and control.
Chen Dao was petrified.
He knew that the ones who had challenged Liu Che just now weren't ordinary gods either—
They were top-tier geniuses, each possessing body-protecting divine artifacts.
And yet…
Liu Che had broken through them effortlessly.
As Chen Dao stood frozen in disbelief, Liu Che's calm voice broke the silence:
"Alright, the five of you still left—step up.
Let's hurry, I'm on a schedule."
There was no sarcasm in his tone. Just a plain request.
Because Liu Che really did want to end the competition quickly.
He wasn't trying to mock anyone.
He just didn't have time for drawn-out battles.
The five remaining contestants glanced at their fallen comrades and grimaced.
What's the point?
Even trying might just be a public execution.
Still, someone had to go first.
A slender girl floated up onto the stage, surrounded by divine light.
She was petite, thin, and not particularly tall.
But her aura…
It was the most terrifying one Liu Che had encountered so far.
The moment she landed, the space around her began to distort—no, to collapse inward.
It was being swallowed.
An Abyssal Body?
Liu Che narrowed his eyes slightly, intrigued.
A Law of Devouring user. Interesting.
From below, someone shouted:
"Xiao Ningxue?! Why'd you go up alone?!"
"Let's go too!"
Seeing someone step up, the others knew they couldn't shrink back now.
Even if they lost, they had to go down with dignity.
Losing to a monster like Liu Che wasn't shameful.
Being too scared to fight at all—that was.
With several streaks of divine light, the remaining contestants joined her in the ring.
Liu Che gestured casually.
"You can introduce yourselves. One minute."
These were Eastern gods. Liu Che felt they deserved that courtesy.
"Xiao Ningxue. Divine Element of Moonshadow Sky."
"Fu Bai. Tianshu Star System."
…
The introductions continued.
As soon as they ended, Xiao Ningxue made her move.
She was fast—faster than even space-manipulating gods.
Her divine body cultivation was top-tier.
Liu Che raised his hand to meet her.
Where the two clashed, violent waves of energy tore through the arena.
Air currents spiraled inward, frantically drawn toward Ningxue's devouring vortices.
Liu Che noticed his own strength being subtly sapped.
So this is the Law of Devouring?
Fascinating.
Each of her movements created hidden whirlpools that absorbed surrounding energy.
But Liu Che's tone remained casual:
"Nice trick, but it's time to end this, little sister."
With that, he gathered all the laws of the God Domain into his fist.
Boom—!
He threw a punch.
It shattered all the devouring vortexes in an instant.
"Not good—!"
Xiao Ningxue barely had time to react before being blasted off the stage.
The other contestants were swept away by the aftermath of the attack.
Their strength wasn't even in the same dimension as Liu Che's.
In the crowd, Rockefeller had just regained consciousness.
He looked toward the stage with bitter regret.
This guy… already has the power of a Lord God...
Why did I even get on that stage? Was I just cannon fodder?
"HE WON!!!"
"Liu Che is invincible!!!"
"GOD-LIKE!"
"Call him Liu Wudi already!"
"KNEEL!"
The crowd erupted in celebration.
The entire venue went wild.
This time, the Crimson Flame God System had earned the ultimate bragging rights.
Liu Che had defeated ten elite Western gods, and even six of the best from the Eastern sects.
Chen Dao ran over, still stunned.
"How the hell did you do that?!
You weren't this terrifying two days ago!"
Liu Che subtly shifted his arm out of reach.
I'm not into guys, thanks.
Chen Dao blushed in excitement.
"Seriously, though—what's your secret?"
"It's simple," Liu Che replied.
"I just understand the laws better."
"Huh? That's it...?"
Liu Che nodded firmly, then turned and left the arena.
He stepped through a shimmering layer of divine space.
The world in front of him peeled open like paper, revealing the path home.
A second later, he was back in his own temple.
The Crimson Flame Divine System erupted into a frenzy.
Inside the Divine Tower...
Xiao Luan's close friend stared at the scrying crystal in disbelief.
"Your disciple is terrifying!
What's his level now? Has he been certified?"
"Uh… let me check."
Xiao Luan raised a delicate hand, touching the air with her finger.
Liu Che's divine information appeared before them in glowing script.
[Name]: Liu Che
[Strength]: Lower God
[Evaluation]: Hardworking and studious
[Field of Expertise]: None
"What… are you kidding me?!"
"This guy's a Lower God?!"
Xiao Luan's best friend stared at the floating divine status window, completely dumbfounded.
She couldn't believe it.
"He beat all ten of the top gods single-handedly, and you're telling me this man is classified as a Lower God?!"
Even Xiao Luan was speechless.
Other than cultivating… this kid did nothing but cultivate. He was the textbook definition of a shut-in.
Certification?
It didn't exist in his world. He never bothered to apply.
He simply didn't care.
"Well… I did ask Chen Dao to keep an eye on him, but I never forced him to get certified," Xiao Luan said with a wry smile.
"I can't drag him to the test center, right?"
"Forget that!" her best friend snapped, pointing at Xiao Ningxue, who sat nearby in a white dress, looking utterly dejected.
"Look what he did to my disciple! She's crushed!"
She clenched her fists, clearly ready to confront Liu Che herself.
"If all your disciples get wiped out, at least have one go easy! This wasn't a spar—it was a massacre!"
"And to top it off, Liu Che didn't even act smug. He just... left. No posturing. No trash talk."
"That makes it worse! He didn't even bother to learn their names!"
After a while, the Western gods finally found their footing.
Rockefeller, battered but still composed, looked at his friends' crestfallen expressions and tried to comfort them.
"Don't be discouraged.
If one of us had lost, maybe that's shameful.
But all of us, beaten by the same person?
That's something else."
"We should be honored."
"Brother, are you seriously telling us we should celebrate?"
"You don't get it. This guy isn't some peerless genius—he's the kind of monster who can reach eternity itself."
Once, Rockefeller had swept through an entire generation of geniuses.
Now, he knew what kind of person Liu Che truly was.
As long as the Crimson Flame God System nurtures him even a little…
He'll become a catastrophe on the scale of the Lord Gods.
Everyone sat in thoughtful silence.
Their hearts hurt less.
Maybe, years from now, they could brag about it.
"Hey, I once fought that guy… survived a whole second!"
Back in his temple, Liu Che got to work.
He'd realized something important.
Even divine envoys, if left in peace too long, would grow lazy.
"Maybe I should add a trial field to the meditation space..."
He rubbed his chin.
"Plenty of divine beasts around. Tons of spirits, too."
It would cost a little Source Power to maintain.
But that was fine. Meditation spaces always required divine energy.
Handouts breed complacency.
It's time to make them work for it.
Plus, he could throw in his own techniques.
If they beat strong beasts, they'd be rewarded with stronger arts.
Chief Priests wouldn't need to worry. But this would light a fire under every divine envoy.
A perfect reminder of who held the power.
Liu Che smiled.
I've got Source Power to spare. Let's do it.
He activated his divine authority.
In the vast meditation space, his Divine Avatar sat at the center, acting as the relay station for all believers.
This place radiated supreme sanctity.
He envisioned the Soul Tower, modeling it after the Demon Suppression Pagoda from the mortal world.
Only this time, he infused it with god-level architecture.
Each material he used melted into shape like water—bricks, tiles, divine pillars—all manifesting at his will.
Though the interior had only nine floors, each level was divided into trillions of chambers, creating endless challenge scenarios.
He filled it with lower-grade divine beasts and retired mythical beings.
Then Liu Che sent a divine message to all his followers:
"I am the Eternal God.
I have witnessed the loyalty of My believers and am pleased.
As a blessing, I now grant you access to the Soul Tower."
"The tower contains nine floors—each a gateway to fortune and growth."
"If you seek longevity, enter the Life Domain."
"If you seek enlightenment, enter the Hidden Wisdom Domain."
"If you seek power, enter the Heavenly Armament Domain."
The divine voice swept across planes, echoing in the minds of all who meditated.
All divine envoys were stunned.
And when they awoke, they saw it:
The image of the Soul Tower now etched into their spiritual consciousness.
A gift from their god.
Some wept. Others knelt and prayed.
The gratitude was overwhelming.
Wanjie Chat Group
Tanjiro:
"Wahhh… Lord God gave more blessings again! I'm starting to feel guilty!"
Young Master Murong:
"Can Chief Priests challenge it too?"
For Peace:
"I think so. It says there are nine floors, and the fourth is where our level begins."
Indeed, the Soul Tower had restrictions.
Chief Priests would start from Floor 4.
The beasts beyond were terrifying—deadly even to priests.
But that was the point.
They were geniuses.
Difficulty meant nothing—just more time.
Murong Fu, once a man obsessed with conquering the world, now had a new goal.
He clenched his fists in excitement.
Before I conquer the world…
Let me conquer this tower.