"All right, your business is taken care of. Now it's my turn."
Xius smiled.
The God Realm was unbearably boring. Finally, he had a chance to leave. Before his energy ran out, shouldn't he enjoy himself properly in the Lower World?
"This time I entered the lower realm on a mission. The God Realm sent me to inspect the construction of temples across various star domains," Xius said, looking at the spawns' consul beside him and nodding. "You will guide me on this journey."
The consul bowed respectfully, "Yes, Sir Xius."
Although the events had been extremely tumultuous, the results were still within what the spawns could accept. The other races, however, did not look so pleased.
Long ago, under the initiative of the God Clan, the Seven Realms Martial Capital had been established, and the God Clan became the entity to which the seven great forces of the Seven Realms Martial Capital pledged loyalty.
