Deep within the stormy seas, hidden away in a mysterious space unknown to the outside world, a powerful existence slowly opened his eyes. His voice rolled out like thunder.
"How strange… I clearly set up a formation to prevent this, and yet a demigod of the Summoning Domain has still appeared!"
For a moment he was surprised, but soon after, a smile of dark satisfaction crept across his face.
"But perhaps this is not a bad thing. In fact, it is perfect. My ascension ritual requires twelve demigods of the same domain to pave the way. As long as I destroy them, I will be able to ascend into the demigod rank myself."
He let out a low chuckle.
The truth was, stepping into the divine path was never about effort and strength alone.
Past a certain level, fortune became just as important as hard work.
To reach a higher tier required more than training—it required completing the ritual demanded by fate.
Each ritual was different.
