562: Divinity, Gods, Pantheon

"A hero shouldn't just depart in silence.

At the very least, something should be left behind..."

At this moment, Gu Qinghan seemed to enter a certain state.

From level sixty onwards, his perception had entered a new realm, and with continuous level-ups, Gu Qinghan's perception of his surroundings became even more acute.

Before, he could only perceive the aura of death around him.

But now, calming himself, he could perceive faint soul auras around him that were unwilling to depart.

Those were the souls of the fallen warriors.

"They are unwilling to leave, clinging to those important to them, perhaps?

Or perhaps, clinging to this city..."

Gu Qinghan seemed to understand, but he could feel these soul auras slowly dissipating.

It was as if some power was drawing these souls, guiding them to where they should go.

No one noticed that a mysterious glow suddenly shimmered in his eyes.

The next second, Gu Qinghan slowly spoke, his voice deep, as if carrying some special power:

"Souls, return..."

As his voice fell, a gentle breeze suddenly swept through Whale Fall City.

After the breeze passed, many people who had been showing sorrow suddenly froze.

They found that a faint, ethereal ripple emanated from the items in their hands, which symbolized the presence of their important ones.

That feeling was as if someone was saying:

"Don't be sad, I'm still here."

More and more people noticed this, and even some who were crying bitterly in their houses stopped.

They all thought of a certain person, someone who might be able to do this.

Gaze after gaze converged on Gu Qinghan, who had just returned to Whale Fall City, filled with gratitude and disbelief.

Even those who hadn't lost important people seemed to sense something and looked towards Gu Qinghan.

"I can only retain a wisp of their soul aura for everyone, I'm sorry."

Gu Qinghan bowed slightly to everyone, his voice, however, reached the ears of those around him in the silence.

Qian Yuanqing looked at Gu Qinghan, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He had seen leaders of other factions in other places, some of whom also deeply cherished their warriors.

But those who could do what Gu Qinghan did could be counted on one hand.

"You truly are a strange person..."

Qian Yuanqing smiled bitterly in his heart, but then he saw Gu Qinghan's body sway slightly and fall forward.

He quickly caught him, only to realize that Gu Qinghan had fainted.

"It's nothing, that was probably some self-created skill of his, and the consumption was just too great."

From Gu Qinghan's words just now, Qian Yuanqing knew that Gu Qinghan had at least left behind hundreds, even thousands, of soul auras.

Even if this non-combat self-created skill had low consumption, using it thousands of times simultaneously would be incredibly taxing on mental energy.

He wanted to carry Gu Qinghan on his shoulder and leave, but his legs suddenly went weak.

Qian Yuanqing looked at Gu Qinghan beside him suspiciously; just now, this fellow suddenly gave him an impulse to worship him.

"Could it be that I'm attracted by this guy's charisma... No, it can't be. It's probably just that the Dark Seal just broke, and I participated in several major battles today.

Eat more tonight, and then get a good night's sleep!"

Qian Yuanqing didn't pay it any mind, merely thinking this to himself... "Did you feel it? That aura just now."

Inside an incredibly magnificent golden Hall of Gods, a solemn and sacred voice emerged.

After a moment of silence, another voice slowly sounded:

"I felt it. Although it was only for an instant, that aura absolutely cannot be mistaken."

A third voice spoke, but with a hint of panicked disruption:

"Since the Game of Gods began, this should be the first time a being with divinity has appeared before becoming a god, right?"

"Yes, if I remember correctly," the first voice spoke again.

"To possess divinity before becoming a god, this fellow will at least be a Main God-level existence in the future."

A voice filled with schadenfreude sounded, causing all the figures in the Hall of Gods to cast angry glances at it.

"Don't look at me like that; he's not using my power, so I'll also be a victim.

As you've seen, this guy is using the power of the Lord of the Death Realm. It seems we might lose this game completely."

"We haven't lost yet. The Lord of the Dragon Domain is still our last trump card," the second voice said.

"Perhaps one of us could volunteer to sacrifice themselves to kill this fellow who has revealed his divinity..."

"Why don't you go yourself? Everyone knows that directly attacking players is an absolute taboo in the Game of Gods!"

"Stop arguing. That shattered world where the God War previously occurred has already been added to this game as a secret realm by me, and it has already been discovered.

Do you think these guys, as selfish as us, would allow a second god to be born after becoming the gods of that world?"

A voice with a hint of amusement sounded, causing many to cast their gazes towards it.

"Doesn't that count as interfering with this game?"

"How is that interfering with this game? Didn't the Lord of the Death Realm also put some equipment containing his power into the game world before?

In his words, 'I'm just adding some fun to the game; I'm not interfering with it,' right?"

There was another brief silence, followed by a few laughs.

However, very quickly, the first voice sounded again, directly interrupting this cheerful atmosphere:

"Don't be happy too soon. Haven't you noticed that this game world seems to understand dragons very well, even knowing their weak points?

They even know where a dragon's reverse scale is; otherwise, we could already turn our attention to other worlds."

"A traitor has appeared among us, hasn't he?"

"Haven't you noticed that the Lord of Time hasn't appeared for a very long time?"

Voice after voice sounded, quickly locking onto the target.

"Just him alone doesn't matter; it won't change the outcome of this game.

Everyone, please don't make the wrong choice, or we will forever be suppressed by the Lord of the Death Realm and the Lord of the Demon Realm."

"Understood. This world absolutely cannot have problems, or we gods might undergo a major reshuffle!"

The discussions continued, and golden holy light flickered in and out, yet it could not wash away the dirty conspiracies here.

This is the Hall of Gods.

This is also where the Game of Gods began.