Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 594: The Appreciation of the Cloud God

Chapter 594: Chapter 594: The Appreciation of the Cloud God

With Fang Jie’s strength pouring in, the array under his feet was destroyed in an instant.

This time, Fang Jie’s control of timing was even more precise; just two minutes later, changes began to appear in the sky. Last time, he had waited for the changes to occur before detonating, which meant he was playing on the edge of time, a very dangerous move.

Although some time was wasted this time, Fang Jie certainly didn’t want to put himself in jeopardy for the sake of those moments.

Once the All Heavens World was marked, he would have to continue to devour the World Origin, which would mean competing with the All Heavens Hunting Ground for resources.

The greatest consequence of such an action would be a dead end for himself.

Meanwhile, two demigods finally realized that something was wrong. Looking up, they felt an immense power firmly suppressing them, leaving them no opportunity to resist.

The gaping maw of the white void took shape and began to descend.

They finally understood that their world was about to be devoured, regretting that they hadn’t detected it earlier. Now, they had missed all chances, and all their schemes were null and void.

The two Mad Beastman Leaders, unwilling to accept their fate, erupted with a tremendous roar into the sky, but it was to no avail.

The maw descended, biting and shattering the entire world, and then the surroundings turned into a void-like scene.

Fang Jie received no rewards for this, which he had anticipated. Because he had extracted the World Origin, it was inherently the greatest harvest; even a god likely wouldn’t provide any additional reward.

Their relationship could be perfectly described as a transaction.

Although the All Heavens Hunting Ground wouldn’t encourage such actions, it wouldn’t offer rewards either. Even if a new world was devoured, the only two conveniences provided to Fang Jie were quite limited.

One was that Fang Jie himself could be sent back, and the other was a small piece of land.

It was the area where Fang Jie had previously constructed defensive buildings, which could now be directly dropped onto the location he had designated.

Fortunately, Fang Jie had already called his Undead back to his side earlier, retrieving quite a few powerful ones. If they had been left outside, it would be uncertain where they might end up dropping.

This time, the location Fang Jie designated wasn’t elsewhere, but the Blue Sand Northern Territory, where it bordered the Black Feather Kingdom.

These many defensive structures shouldn’t be wasted, nor could they be dismantled for materials, so they had to be placed in specific locations. Such formidable firepower, once set up here, would cause headache not only to the Black Feather Kingdom but even to the Black Flame Empire.

Of course, if they didn’t venture deeper, they wouldn’t discover this fact.

And once they found out, it would mean that they would have to engage in open conflict and a full-scale battle with him.

At the same time, Fang Jie himself returned to the temple. However, this time, the image of the Cloud God appeared, right in Fang Jie’s mind. Fang Jie felt as though he were in a different space, the sky filled with vast, dark clouds.

Behind him was a great yet illusory figure, indistinct.

"Well done, advance to the Demigod level as soon as possible to increase our strength. Your Talent is very compatible with the Laws of the Death system."

It was still just a single sentence. Afterward, the image disappeared, and Fang Jie found himself back in reality, still within the temple. He quickly bowed, indicating he understood.

However, after stepping out of the temple, Fang Jie felt puzzled.

"Is just another demigod enough to make a god so pleased?"

Before he had seen many Demigod Levels in the discussion area. If adding one provoked such happiness, then the Cloud God would have to be joyful every day, which clearly wasn’t the case.

Maybe it was because of Fang Jie’s talent or his rapid progression that the other party was so pleased.

"Forget it, why think so much? This time, the gains were truly enormous. As long as I digest what I’ve obtained this time, becoming a demigod isn’t impossible." Indeed, this was Fang Jie’s confidence.

The World Origin he had absorbed this time was vast. Thanks to the groundwork he had laid before, he had received a substantial slice of the cake. This power was now concentrated within his body.

Fang Jie could feel it; if he could digest this power, he would reach the Legendary Peak.

Moreover, he had an abundance of this power left.

It was safe to say that as long as he could grasp his own Laws, he could become a demigod in one fell swoop. Even if he had to burn World Origin power to aid his comprehension, he could easily condense the Laws.

Next, with these Laws, he would be transformed.

"Time flies so fast," muttered Fang Jie, walking out of the temple and seeing the surroundings that signaled that it was already autumn in his Territory. It felt like he had been busy in the otherworld for such an extensive period.

Or rather, preparing for an invasion of the otherworld.

While friction with the two empires had been local, it hadn’t ceased.

Neither side gave an inch to the other, yet they hadn’t significantly affected one another. Even in the fastest-advancing Northern Grassland, not much had changed, and they were merely suppressing the enemy.

The valley occupied by the Beastman, Li Mingshu and his men had only seized half of it.

The reason for such slow progress was partly not wanting to suffer heavy losses and partly deliberate stalling. After all, none of Li Mingshu’s subordinates had been lost by this stage.

One should know that on their side, the few losses they had were due to a multitude of troops sacrificing their lives.

On Li Mingshu’s side, not only were there few losses among his subordinates, but the troop casualties were also minimal.

Fang Jie, coming out, didn’t rush to begin his Cultivation; after all, after such a long period of busyness, a rest was in order. First, he sent the Mountain and River Spirits back to their original places, then he informed Qin Lan.

Everything had fallen into a routine during this time, and Qin Lan’s responsibilities had been reduced.

Hearing of Fang Jie’s return, Qin Lan immediately set aside all of her duties and appeared by Fang Jie’s side.

Watching the room where the two disappeared, Anya felt a pang of envy.

"Miss Anya, if you had put in a little effort, you might have succeeded just now."

"Oh dear, the master says I’m still young, and it’s not proper..." Anya knew full well that not only the people around her but even her own father was urging her, yet she wasn’t ready.

Anya also knew that such matters required initiative but shouldn’t deviate too much from the master’s rules.

The master was mysteriously steadfast about certain things.

These people only wanted to use her to advance further and gain greater benefits. Oh well, how could these people understand the master’s thinking? Explaining it to them was useless.

"Alright, enough, everyone go back. I’m not in a hurry, so there’s no need for you to rush," Anya said sternly, sending everyone away.