Huandu Qingtian was already dumbstruck.
The Sand Fox Clan was so frightened, they had nearly buried themselves in the ground, desperately trying to resist the pressure radiating from the heavens—yet the oppressive force only grew, layer by crushing layer.
Only Shi Kuan managed to maintain some composure among the three great clans, but even he was barely holding on.
At that moment, a single thought filled the hearts of all monsters:
We must join the Eternal Cult!
If not, we'll be swept away by the tides of history—erased, like dust.
Far away, Dongfang Guyue had long since collapsed to the ground, paralyzed by the terrifying visions in the sky. He nearly fainted from fear.
Such divine might… but why does it favor the monsters?
The old man wept as the world changed before his eyes.
Ziwei Palace
Kaguya Ōtsutsuki sensed the opening of a new world channel and asked in her gentle, melodic voice, "God, do you require me to go?"
Her tone was soft and enchanting.
Liu Che opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashing within.
"So this is the world of the Fox Demons… There's no need. For this first sacrifice, I want the world to witness my power. I also want to see just how deep the waters here run."
"Yes," Kaguya replied, quietly a little disappointed.
She always felt uneasy if she couldn't be of service to her God.
Liu Che glanced at her, smiling. "Actually, you can come with me for a while."
"Really?"
Her previous gloom immediately blossomed into joy.
"Really. Come on, let's go."
With a gentle smile, Liu Che wrapped his arm around Kaguya's waist, and together they descended to the world of the Fox Demons.
The world below was divided into several realms, but none matched the legends of Liu Che's imagination.
Aolai Country existed, but its strength was mediocre; immortality was attainable, but no one had reached true heights. It was far weaker than the world of Fahai.
"How disappointing. I thought this might be a corner of the Journey to the West…"
He remembered stories of the Fox Demon world—Aolai, legendary immortals, even hints of Westward Journey. But the truth was far less spectacular.
Kaguya simply blinked, acting as the perfect silent companion.
Below, the three Tushan sisters continued their ritual, oblivious to the two divine figures appearing in the sky above.
"When I was born, the world had not yet come into being…"
"When I slept, the world did not exist…"
A vast, ethereal voice echoed from eternity itself, resonating with every soul.
All monsters shuddered as the sound rolled over them.
Within the strange, starlit sea above, two figures emerged.
One blazed with divine light—majestic, noble, and untouchable. Even a second glance felt like blasphemy.
With the greatest effort, one could only glimpse an outline before their eyes burned with holy fire.
Shi Kuan, in the midst of the crowd, looked a moment too long and felt his very soul sting as if pricked by countless needles.
The Tushan sisters lifted their heads, hearts pounding.
Behind the divine figure, light gathered—
Countless golden lotuses rained down.
The monsters of Tushan gasped in awe as their bodies were transformed by divine grace.
This is God's blessing!
Yet none dared move; all could only prostrate themselves, trembling.
Tu Shan Yaya, overcome, nearly broke down in tears at the sight of the divine.
She wanted to pour out her grievances, but before she could even move, her sister, Tu Shan Honghong, quickly spoke:
"Thank you, my Lord, for your arrival."
She remembered—Constantine himself had never received such an honor.
To see the God in person during a sacrifice was exceedingly rare.
Yaya raised her head, voice cracking, "Thank you, Lord, for descending. I—I don't know what to say, let me just kowtow to you!"
Her forced calm and icy facade melted completely before Liu Che.
She wept as she prostrated herself.
Liu Che couldn't help but smile. Tu Shan Yaya was adorable—far less cold than she tried to appear.
"Tu Shan Yaya."
"Your servant is here!"
God's voice was as lofty as the heavens, as ancient as eternity. Just hearing it filled Yaya with elation.
Liu Che looked at her and spoke with calm authority:
"Your efforts, and those of your sisters, are known to me.
All living beings are my children. Such devotion gives me peace of mind.
Your sacrifice—the Tree of Affliction and the abandonment of attachment—is a wise choice.
Love can bring power, but it is a trap for the Dao.
Humans and monsters fall for love, but remain bound to reincarnation.
Only detachment leads to the immortal world. You must strive for this goal in the days ahead."
The three Tushan sisters kowtowed together.
All the monsters, and the Dongfang father and daughter, felt the weight of the words deeply.
How difficult is immortality? Even living as a person is hard enough…
Tu Shan Honghong stood and bowed low. "My Lord, how can this world be elevated to the immortal world? Is it the same as in Li Shimin's world?"
She had glimpsed the memories of Li Shimin—the entire world had risen together, all beings shining in the divine radiance. What glory, what unity.
Liu Che gave her an approving look.
"Yes. When all living beings believe in me, the world may be raised up."
Upon hearing this, the monsters' hearts surged with hope.
The future is bright—there is something to strive for!
The three Tushan sisters exchanged glances and shouted as one:
"Thank you, Lord, for your divine grace!"
"For your offering, you are worthy of reward."
"To Tu Shan Rongrong, two-star envoy of Tushan, I grant the bloodline of the Immortal Fox, ten thousand years of cultivation, an immortal technique, and a jade bottle."
"To Tu Shan Honghong, two-star divine envoy, the blood of the Immortal Fox, ten thousand years of cultivation, an immortal-level technique, and the treasure Moonbow Chasing Stars."
"To the chief priest, Tu Shan Yaya, two-star envoy, the blood of the Immortal Fox, ten thousand years of cultivation, an immortal skill, and a pair of moon wheels."
Bathed in divine grace, the three Tushan sisters felt their power swell.
Their bloodline leapt from common to immortal.
Their bodies grew, childish features replaced by adult beauty; their temperaments were now otherworldly and captivating.
Behind them, twelve illusory tails shimmered and swayed.
Three immortal treasures landed at their feet.
"Thank you, Lord, for your gift! I will carry out your commands without hesitation—even to death!"
"Thank you, Lord. I will never forget your teachings!"
"Thank you, Lord God!"
At that moment, the Tushan sisters' power reached its pinnacle—unless the world itself was elevated, only their understanding could deepen further.
The assembled monsters looked on, green with envy.
Ten thousand years of cultivation, the blood of the Immortal Fox—
No wonder people are desperate for this faith…
Liu Che smiled and spoke one last time:
"Remember, I am always watching you from the God Realm."
With that, his figure faded away.
The Tree of Affliction vanished without a struggle, taken to the divine realm.
Dongfang Huaizhu, still kneeling at the altar, was transformed into a stream of light and lifted up into the realm of the gods.
As she ascended, a single tear fell from her eye for her homeland below.
The Tushan sisters watched the divine departure, bowing deeply.
"Farewell, Eternal God!"
"Praise be to the Eternal God!"
The monsters of Tushan prostrated themselves.
After a while, Tu Shan Yaya rose and surveyed the assembled demons with icy confidence.
"Did you all hear?
God has charged me with the management of all living beings.
From today forward, all monsters must submit to the authority of the Eternal Cult."
"Chief priest, we pledge our allegiance!"
"Don't worry—anyone who dares refuse, I'll wring their neck myself!"
"Same for our Sand Fox Clan!"
After witnessing divine might, what monster dared rebel?
Tu Shan Honghong then approached Dongfang Guyue, gazing at his weathered face.
"You should join us. Otherwise, humanity will never survive what's coming."
"Yes, Lord Priest," Dongfang Guyue nodded.
He saw the situation clearly. If he didn't join now, when the young lord descended in the future, all human resistance would be crushed.
He'd rather deal with the Tushan Divine Envoy in front of him—at least she was rational.
Tushan was renamed: now the ancestral court of the Eternal Cult, ruling over the four great monster clans.
A vast behemoth of faith and power, bound by new laws.
No senseless killing was allowed.
The doctrine must be spread to every corner.
Future missionaries would need training—many would be selected from the Yiqi Dao League, now decimated.
Though Dongfang Guyue and his daughter survived, what could the two of them do for the Dao League now?
They would have to rebuild from the ashes.
Tu Shan Yaya turned to him. "You are one of us now. Train your second daughter well—I see great potential in her. She may serve the gods in the future."
"Uh…"
"Why? Are you unhappy?"
"N-no…"
Bitterness twisted Dongfang Guyue's face.
Who would willingly send his daughter away forever?
Tu Shan Yaya snorted, "Don't have any funny ideas. You should know—the goddesses who serve the Lord can still descend to the lower realm in the future. It's actually a blessing for you."
Dongfang Guyue's eyes widened. "Really? She can come back down?"
"Of course. God is all-powerful. Your daughter will be well instructed in heaven. Just keep her safe until then."
"I understand."
If that's the case… maybe I should just send my little daughter up now…