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Chapter 77: The Gates of the Divine Realm

In the dream world, within the supreme temple of the God-Given Land, Yinsai, the supreme god of the Trilobite Men, had merged into his statue and fallen into slumber. Unless awakened or disturbed by an unexpected event, Yin Shen would use this method to traverse time.

As he had said, he waited within eternity for the moment of his true descent.

The Dream Spirit Hila and the Fusion Monster Queen Shelly stood guard on either side below the god’s hall. Suddenly, the Dream Spirit, resting on the ornate stone bench to the right, felt something while in the midst of a pleasant dream.

The dream sun in the sky flickered slightly, and a voice from outside the dream world echoed in her ears.

“Guardian of God’s Garden, Divine Messenger of the Dream Realm.”

“Dream Spirit named Hope!”

“I humbly beseech you to answer my prayer.”

The Dream Spirit’s eyes flickered slightly, and she let out a dreamy murmur.

“Hmm?”

This was the first time someone had called her true name. The Dream Spirit involuntarily responded to the call, as if someone had called out to her, instinctively turning her head.
She traced the voice through the dream, and the entire dream fragment rotated with her power.

Dreamlike starlight rose from the sea of Sun Cup Flowers, transforming into a dazzling ribbon that lifted into the air.

The dream world opened a great door, projecting into the mortal realm.

She saw who was calling her.

On the coastline, a Trilobite Man controlling a Ruhe beast killed another Trilobite Man on the spot, all for a bone book.

The Dream Spirit, resting on her dream egg, furrowed her brow slightly in her peaceful sleep.

She opened her eyes, exuding the languidness of someone just waking up.

“A Trilobite Man killed another Trilobite Man,” she mused.

“Their world is indeed filled with killing, sin, and greed.”

“Why is that?”

The Dream Spirit pondered the world of the Trilobite Men with her naive thoughts.

“Is it because of a lack of resources and food? Or is it for some other reason?”

She smiled, “If they had everything they needed like we do in the divine realm, perhaps they wouldn’t commit these sins!”

“Maybe everyone could hold hands and smile happily together, just like us.”

She didn’t realize that as she peered into the outside world through the dream gate, she was also allowing the outside world to glimpse the realm of the gods.

She was even less aware of what consequences her actions might bring to the world outside.

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The dawn in the God-Descended City hadn’t changed much from hundreds of years ago, except for the added wear and tear of time.

The same walls, the same buildings, the same merchants and nobles amassing wealth from workshops and fisheries, and the same commoners from villages and towns lining up at the city gates day after day.

It seemed as if time had been standing still here for all these years, repeating the same scenes over and over.

The Trilobite Men of the city waited early outside the gates. The weary gate guards yawned as they opened the gates, and the commoners lined up neatly, waiting to enter the city.

“Don’t push!”

“Those entering the market, pay your taxes…”

Amidst the hubbub, someone noticed a rainbow-like halo appearing in the whitening sky.

It was beautiful.

It attracted the attention of many Trilobite Men, who turned to look up at the sky.

City dwellers who had just left their homes also looked up, having never seen such a spectacle before. The halo spread rapidly, soon occupying the entire sky above the God-Descended City.

“What is that?”

The halo expanded, transforming into what looked like a massive doorway or perhaps a passage to another world.

The clouds swirled with the phantasmal starlight, revealing the scene behind the halo.

Everyone finally saw what it was.

The ethereal, brilliant dream sun hung in the sky like an oil painting. An endless sea of Sun Cup Flowers swayed in the wind, their open cups facing the sky as if chanting a sacred melody.

The broken, ancient God-Given City, with its towering statues and collapsed palaces, bore witness to past glory and splendor.

A majestic, grand pyramid stood tall, with exquisite white Trilobite Man statues holding up beams of light on either side of the steps.

Finally, there was the temple rising above all else, the abode of the gods.

In an instant, the morning clamor fell silent, as if someone had pressed a mute button.

Everything came to a sudden halt. The expressions on everyone’s faces froze between shock and disbelief.

Even the most uneducated commoners, upon seeing the sea of sun flowers, immediately recognized what they were witnessing.

It was the God-Given Land from the “Hymn of Redlichia” sung by traveling bards, the sacred hall mentioned in King Redlichia’s covenant.

“Hey! Did you see that?” the noble exclaimed, his voice filled with awe and disbelief.

Inside the God-Descended City, in a tall, classical castle, a noble stood at the window, dazedly nudging the servant beside him.

The servant stared at the sky, speechless, forgetting to respond—or perhaps not even sensing that someone was asking him a question.

The silence was finally broken by a shout from the crowd at the city gates.

“It’s the divine realm!”

“That’s the kingdom of the gods!”

A wave of voices washed over the God-Given City.

Thousands upon thousands of people rushed out of their homes in a frenzy, converging in the streets.

Some knelt on the ground, reaching towards the sky as if embracing the divine realm, or perhaps lifting up the eternal throne of the gods.

“Great Yinsai! Have you returned to the kingdom of Yinsai?”

“A miracle, this is a miracle.”

“The gaze of the gods has once again fallen upon the God-Descended City. We are once again noticed by the divine.”

“This is the true holy land, the origin of the gods and King Redlichia’s descent, the starting point of creation, the beginning of myth and epic.”

Some loudly chanted the Redlichia Covenant, walking along the streets and shouting.

“God said…”

“The King said only the gods are eternal…”

They walked, gesticulating wildly.

It was madness.

Yet there was an indescribable piety to it.

Some rushed to the lighthouse, as if this would bring them closer to the gods.

The sky above the God-Descended City had opened the gates to the dream world, projecting the realm of the gods before all the Trilobite Men.

For the first time since the Trilobite Men were exiled from the God-Given Paradise, generations later, the descendants of Redlichia witnessed the divine realm with their own eyes, not just in epic tales and myths.

That realm stood in another world, visible only through an ethereal gate in the sky beyond the sea of clouds.

It was so beautiful, so sacred.

It perfectly matched their imaginations and expectations of the divine world. The inconceivable power and strength they saw made them believe even more in the greatness and omnipotence of the Yinsai God.

The Trilobite Men inside and outside the God-Descended City were completely overcome with fervor.

Although the appearance of the divine realm lasted only for a moment before dissipating into starlight, countless people chased after it in the streets and the lands outside the city, as if pursuing the fading starlight would lead them to the halls of the gods.