Lu Saleng was taken aback:

"What do you mean? Are you talking about the mentor?"

"That's right, my mentor has secured a great blessing for me."

"But you don't have an altar to communicate with the great rulers. Should I lend you mine?"

"No need."

Chen Xiang smiled and said, "I have one; it's about to be ready."

Lu Saleng paused for a moment, then suddenly realized:

"That old altar that was banished to the void has returned?"

"Yes, the ritual is prepared. When the time comes, I will take the entire outer third ring with me and hide it. This place will become my foundation."

"Where are you planning to go?"

"I haven't decided yet. I am confident I can escape from the eternal silence of the void, but how long it will take remains uncertain—maybe a day, maybe a year, maybe ten years."

As he spoke, Chen Xiang closed one eye, half of his body transforming into chaotic uncertainty, scanning the various future possibilities related to himself.

In all the possibilities he could see, he was struck down into the eternal void, but in the end, he managed to escape successfully.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Xiang opened his eyes, and the terrifying chaos suddenly coalesced into a human form:

"By the way, Xiao Wei has returned to Donghong Kingdom, right?"

"That's right; this is something I cannot stop. Are you planning to go to Donghong Kingdom?"

"I have that thought."

Chen Xiang articulated clearly:

"Xiao Wei's family is not at peace; there are issues. She led me down this path. If she encounters difficulties, I won't just ignore her. Don't you know about the Great City?"

"The Great City has been completely sealed off, so there's no way to know."

Lu Saleng shifted the topic:

"If you can truly escape from the eternal silence of the void, Donghong Kingdom would indeed be a good place to go. There's a council member who is a high-ranking official from Donghong Kingdom; you could request his help."

Chen Xiang nodded:

"After I leave, I'll be relying on you to take care of my elder sister and second brother."

"No problem, I'll stay in the Seventh Ring. You can rest assured; even if the Great City falls, nothing will happen to them."

Lu Saleng's form gradually became ethereal, issuing a warning:

"Since you are confident, then take this opportunity to leave. The outer gods may soon hunt you down. What I publicly declare is that even a true god cannot harm you when you transform into a mist of chaos, but I don't know how long that can be concealed."

"Don't worry; I understand."

Gazing at Lu Saleng's vanishing form, Chen Xiang exhaled heavily.

He restrained his own imposing presence and divine aura, transforming back into a human, sitting on the bed to organize his current situation.

"The [Reality Flaw - Observation] has an incredibly high ceiling; if pushed to the limit, it should allow me to become a cosmic observer, and the universe exists because of my observation."

"Even now, I am surprisingly strong, capable of completely collapsing myself into a probability cloud and chaotic uncertainty, and I can glimpse some future possibilities related to myself. Moreover, I can observe the future and consolidate infinite possibilities."

Chen Xiang closed his eyes and pondered:

"And the wings obtained from the true god of the crocodile, combined with the cross, can channel the power of the void. Currently, I can say that with [Observation] and [Wings of the Void], even a pseudo-god at the first three levels of the divine ladder cannot say I would sweep through them, but at least I can stand on equal ground."

"This is far from my limit."

"As long as my legend level is high enough, as long as enough people feel strong emotions towards the name [True Shepherd], be it awe, faith, or fear, the ability of [Observation] can continue to improve!"

Chen Xiang opened his eyes, his gaze extremely profound:

"The seeds of loss have begun to sprout; now, purely in terms of realm, I haven't even entered the extraordinary level. I can only enter the lost time for a minute each day. But what if I receive blessings? I could leap to become a celestial envoy, even a god!"

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"When that time comes, how much control will I have over the lost time?"

He stood up and walked to the window, gazing at the light curtain formed by the divine decree of death, filled with connotations of limitations, blockades, and suppression.

"Mirror."

"I'm here."

"How's the restoration progress of the Nine Provinces?"

"To answer your question, it's still resting in my mirror realm. The broken parts have already healed more than half."

Chen Xiang nodded slightly, lowering his eyelids:

"Should I go back to see my elder sister and second brother?"

"To answer your question, that would only increase the sorrow of separation; there's no need."

"You see through it."

Shaking his head, Chen Xiang stopped talking to the mirror and calmly walked out of the room. Not far away, the old lady rushed over:

"You're awake?"

The old lady spoke with reverence, and Chen Xiang nodded:

"Xiao Tong has already been taken away?"

"Yes, her grandmother came to take her away after hearing about the incident in the Great City. Professor Su Luo went with her."

Chen Xiang pondered; Li Xiao Tong once mentioned that her grandmother was a member of an organization in the White Star Kingdom that had been resisting the Hall of Thought.

If he remembered correctly, it was called the Secret Society, but she later defected and stole the Eye of the Thinker for Li Xiao Tong.

It seemed her grandmother was stronger than he imagined, having the ability to break through the divine decree of death's blockade.

Even if they were not the targets of the divine decree's sealing and suppression, they at least had to be considered [gods], existing at the top three levels of the divine ladder.

Shaking his head, Chen Xiang didn't dwell on it but turned to ask:

"How is the church doing now?"

"Very well; it's thriving!"

The old lady respectfully said:

"The thirty-six knights, after bathing in the blood of the gods, have received your blessings, and they have all stepped into the extraordinary level, while Li Rong'en is close to becoming a sage."

After a pause, she bitterly smiled:

"However, I feel that your decision to have Mori serve as the first archbishop may be somewhat inappropriate."

"He is a talented person, a talent in evangelism."

Chen Xiang replied lightly:

"I made a promise; I give all lost sheep a chance for redemption. Since he is willing to repent, what's wrong with him being the archbishop of the Order?"

After a pause, Chen Xiang continued:

"Has a candidate for the pope been selected? How about you, Aunt Li?"

"You jest."

The old lady lowered her head, very calmly:

"I am unworthy; my devotion to you is simply insufficient. However, there is a good candidate; please wait a moment."

She hurried away and soon returned, holding a file and a newly bound thin booklet, handing them to Chen Xiang:

"You can take a look; this is his information, and this booklet is what he compiled."

Chen Xiang casually flipped through the file; Wu Ku was originally a senior professor at an ordinary university.

As for the booklet, the cover read "The Day of Divine Descent" in large letters. Flipping through it for a moment, Chen Xiang couldn't help but laugh; it looked just like a Bible.

He shook his head:

"I know this person. I can often hear his prayers, as devout as Li Rong'en, but he is ultimately just an ordinary person being groomed for the position of the Pope. Until then, the position of the Pope will remain vacant."

"Yes," the old lady nodded respectfully.

After discussing some church matters with her for a while, Chen Xiang lifted his foot to leave. Before departing, he said meaningfully:

"The Outer Third Ring may soon be completely separated from the Great City. Let's rename the Outer Third Ring and train more missionaries. After leaving the Great City, I will need followers to spread my name."

"I have heard your decree," the old lady replied respectfully, bowing her head until long after Chen Xiang had left.

...

Crossing through the void, Chen Xiang entered a basement near St. Luo Square.

An ancient and solemn altar, a long spear covered in dimensional cracks, and a solemn bell were all floating quietly.

As he put the Universe's Silent Bell into the mirror, Chen Xiang attempted to grasp the Spear of Dimensional End, but was met with a powerful repulsive force.

This spear was different from the Universe's Silent Bell; it was not contained at all, and its terrifying power overflowed. Even Chen Xiang could not hold it!

Shaking his head regretfully, he put the spear into the mirror as well and stood before the old altar.

He did not understand the rituals, did not know the words of prayer, and was uncertain how to initiate it.

He simply reached out and lightly touched it.

"Open."

Then, the altar opened.

A two-meter-high dark rift appeared, and within it, familiar scents wafted. Chen Xiang suppressed the urge to crawl inside; it was too risky.

"Grant blessings."

"Let me see the blessings."

He sat before the altar, in front of the rift, slowly closing his eyes and falling into a deep slumber.

...

After a simple explanation,

"The grandest ceremony?"

Dai repeated, nodding heavily:

"Mother, even though I don't understand why, I will do as instructed; we will do as instructed."

Seven little dwarfs stood around a small hole,

One corresponding to the Traveler, tapping his oversized shoes, another to the Dancer, foolishly dancing;

Dai was silently reciting something, corresponding to the Lord of Shadows with a silly closed-eye prayer;

The foolish one picked up a horn, blowing a sound that resembled an ancient call, while the silly one clasped his hands together, surrounded by the glow of loss and oblivion;

Finally was the simple-minded one, corresponding with the Void Entity, his dark aura spreading from him, quietly merging towards the hole.

Chen Xiang did not step forward immediately; instead, he gently stroked the stone tablet engraved with the four characters "Haha Valley."

Still, he could sense nothing.

He glanced at the little dwarfs and thought of the Lord of Pure White.

Chen Xiang buried his confusion deep in his heart and stepped forward, enduring the intense pain in his head as he gazed at the colorful light flowing into the hole.

He finally leaned down, approaching the hole, yet in the reflection of the flowing lights, he could see nothing.

Following Dai's teachings, Chen Xiang solemnly spoke, trying to lower his voice as much as possible to avoid causing a stir in reality:

"In the name of Emperor Titan."

"The ancient glory has never faded and will be reborn within you."

"You will bear dimensions, destruction, taboo, silence, life, oblivion, and illusion. You will carry the blessings of the seven sovereigns, carrying my grace."

"In the name of reality."

"In the name of Emperor Titan."

"In"

Chen Xiang added a line on his own, glancing at Dai and meaningfully saying:

"In the name of Emperor Xiang."

Dai, who was silently reciting and performing the ritual, seemed to pause for a moment but then continued as if nothing had happened.

"That line is not part of it, Mother," he reminded as usual.

"I know, I added it myself," Chen Xiang replied lightly.

The flowing light poured into the hole without a trace left behind.

In a daze, Chen Xiang heard a series of low murmurs, a series of "Authority Completes."

He woke from his dream.