All Gods: Starting with Two Families

Chapter 154 Molting and RebirthThe Great Seals on all the followers lit up simultaneously.

At that moment, every continent, every town, and every corner of the Divine Realm was illuminated by a faint light.

The torches of Sun-Shining City, the waves of the South Sea, the mineral veins of the West Mountain, and the ice crystals of the North Plains—all these lights shone in harmony, like countless stars twinkling at once.

Following the divine oracle, they closed their eyes, calmed their minds, and began to visualize.

Those Cultivating the Great Sun Feathered Serpent Seal visualized the Feathered Serpent in the midst of molting. Old scales peeled away, new scales emerged; it was majestic and mysterious.

Those Cultivating the Carefree Kunpeng Seal visualized the giant bird soaring into the sky and the giant Kun diving into the abyss. Its wings covered the sky, its massive mouth swallowed the sea; it was free and unbridled.

Those Cultivating the Taiyin Jade Elixir Seal visualized the moon of Perfection and the warm, moist jade elixir at its center. Clear radiance flowed, the scent of Alchemy permeated the air; it was tranquil and eternal.

Those Cultivating the Netherworld Battle Armor Seal visualized the ghastly face formed by countless weapons. Blades and swords served as bones, axes and halberds as teeth; it was silent and solemn.

Interestingly, these four visualizations were no longer limited to their respective races.

Some Human Race Cultivated the Taiyin Jade Elixir Seal, performing Alchemy under the moon; some Yao Race Cultivated the Netherworld Battle Armor Seal, forging battle armor for themselves; some Jade Spirit tried the Great Sun Feathered Serpent Seal, and although progress was slow, she found her own path.

The four Great Seals were becoming the common Foundation for the entire Divine Realm.

The abundant Power Of Faith surged from every followers.

It converged into a river, flowed into the sea, and finally poured toward the massive stone pillar at the edge of the South Sea abyss.

The pillar of the world began to glow.

At first, it was just a faint white light, barely perceptible.

Then it grew brighter and more intense, until the entire stone pillar was submerged in white light, resembling a pillar of light connecting heaven and earth.

The white light accumulated, compressed, and climbed.

Finally—Boom!

A beam of light erupted from the top of the pillar of the world, soaring high into the clouds and shooting straight toward the firmament of the Divine Realm.

The light was pure, warm, and carried the aura of the Origin of Life.

The stronger the world, the stronger the Weird.

Conversely—the stronger the Weird, the stronger the world.

This was two sides of the same coin, the Yin and Yang of the world.

The beam of light climbed to its peak and then exploded with a roar.

The white light turned into a gentle rain, falling from the sky and sprinkling over every inch of the Divine Realm.

As the rain fell on the followers, they felt a sense of comfort throughout their bodies; wounds healed, and fatigue dissipated.

Those who had been barely holding on after being bitten regained their strength in this rain.

When the rain fell on the mosquito swarms, they shrieked and struggled, their bodies corroded by the white light, dissolving into wisps of black smoke.

When the rain fell on the edge of the abyss, the Weird that had just emerged were suppressed by the white light, screaming as they retreated back into the depths of the abyss.

The buzzing sound gradually faded away.

The sky became clear once again.

The mosquito swarms and the Weird were all suppressed back into the abyss.

The white light of the pillar of the world slowly receded, returning to being that silent stone pillar.

However, the followers eroded by genetic breakdown had not yet recovered.

They lay on the ground, their bodies twisted beyond recognition.

Some had dislocated limbs, some had festering skin, and some could no longer even be recognized as human.

They were still alive, but that state of living was more painful than Death.

Zhou Zheng looked down at them.

He raised his hand, and Divine Power surged into the pillar of the world.

The pillar of the world glowed once again.

This time, the light did not erupt outward but instead transformed into countless thin threads, precisely falling onto every twisted followers.

The Great Seals on those followers became hot simultaneously.

Their bodies began to swell, their skin hardened, and their movements froze—like statues, like pupae about to emerge.

They stopped moving.

They became stagnant.

As if they had already died.

Outside Sun-Shining City on the East Continent, a twisted human lay there.

His body had swollen to twice its original size, his skin had turned grayish-white, and he looked nothing like a human.

Suddenly, a small crack appeared on the surface of that grayish-white skin.

The crack started at the forehead, extended downward, passed the nose, the mouth, the neck, and stretched all the way to the chest.

A hand reached out from the crack.

That hand was fair, slender, and completely undamaged.

Then came the other hand. Then the head. Then the body.

The person pulled hard, tearing away the layer of twisted skin on the outside, and crawled out from within.

He stood there naked, looking down at his hands and his body, unable to believe it.

No festering, no twisting, no genetic breakdown.

Rebirth.

The same scene occurred in every corner of the Divine Realm.

The human who had turned into a monster after being bitten tore open the outer skin and stepped out as a whole person.

The fallen Feathered Serpent tore through its rotting scales and flew out as a brand-new great bird.

The dormant Armor Spirit tore through its rusted shell and condensed a stronger battle armor from within.

The cracked Jade Spirit tore through the broken jade and held out a brighter jade elixir.

They tore away the bad shell.

They molted off the distortion left by the genetic breakdown.

They obtained a purer rebirth.

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The pillar of the world stood quietly at the edge of the South Sea abyss.

Unique World Wonder · pillar of the world.

At this moment, it revealed its true power—recording and anchoring.

It recorded the Origin of all followers in the Divine Realm, anchoring their most fundamental form.

As long as a trace of the Origin remained, it could allow it to repair and grow into the form recorded.

It also recorded the Law and civilization of the Divine Realm... Even if the pillar of the world was shattered into pieces.

As long as this fragment was ”planted,” it would continuously transform the land beneath its feet until it became the Starry Divine Realm it had recorded.

This was the power of a miracle building!

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Zhou Zheng withdrew his gaze.

In his hand, there was an extra card.

Golden, brilliant, and radiating the unique light of an s-rank voucher.

The second s-rank voucher.

Zhou Zheng looked at that card, remembering some past events.

At that time, he was still in the Reserve Deity stage, the Divine Realm was just a desolate desert, and the only followers were those thin, weak snake people.

He had tried his best, surviving near-Death experiences, to obtain the first s-rank voucher.

He used that voucher to exchange for his second initial followers—the Eagle People.

It was those Eagle People that allowed him to conduct Fusion of his Bloodline, and from the C-rank snake people, give birth to the S-rank Feathered Serpent Beastmen.

That was the beginning of his lead, the key to him standing out among countless deities.

Now, the second s-rank voucher was in his hands.

He smiled.

This time, what could he exchange for?