Quinn Shepherd watched the celebrating crowd below the altar, where the clan chiefs of each race were gathering their people and rallying them for action.
"What are they planning to do?" Quinn asked curiously.
"They intend to gather the power of all the clans and jointly visualize you, to boost your flesh and divine sense."
God-Queen Langwo said, "Just like when Supreme Emperor was made in the past, they want to make you the same way. Back then, the number of Creators who sacrificed for Supreme Emperor was immense—today, we can't recreate that spectacle. But even a million Creators joining in the ritual and visualization would be enough for your cultivation and strength to skyrocket. In just a century or so, your power could reach the Emperor's Throne Stage, or even higher; your flesh might become utterly indestructible through their worship."
Quinn looked at the excited crowd below, then remembered ancient gods like Tu Bo and Heavenly Duke. He shook his head and said, "Becoming a god through ritual is too limiting. It might elevate me, but it would also restrict me. I'd rather cultivate on my own and keep improving my strength step by step."
If this had happened earlier, he would never have refused such a grand visualization and ritual.
But now, Quinn suspected that the ancient gods were created by the Creators' visualization.
Ancient gods have always been bound by their own Dao, but perhaps they're not limited by their Dao—they're limited by the ideas of the Creators who made them.
When the Creators visualize Earth Sovereign, their intent is that he rules over death and is impartial and just. So Earth Sovereign is a god formed from countless such thoughts—a being almost impossible to break free from the Creators' shackles.
What binds Earth Sovereign is Earth Sovereign himself. His very being is made up of the countless thoughts the Creators have visualized.
Of course, the idea that Creators made the ancient gods is just his guess. Whether it's true or not, he doesn't really know.
The reason Quinn suspected this was mainly because of God-Queen Langwo's mount—the rainbow phoenix.
He felt that the rainbow phoenix's situation was very similar to that of the ancient gods, which made him resistant to everyone visualizing him.
God-Queen Langwo glanced at him, her divine sense rippling as she notified the clan chiefs.
The chiefs of the Shaw clan, Zili clan, Zhuqiu clan, and others were all stunned when they heard, but since it was Quinn and the God-Queen's decision, they could only comply.
Quinn watched the crowd disperse and let out a sigh of relief.
The restrictions on ancient gods are simply too many—they're beings without freedom. Even ancient gods themselves try every possible way to break their shackles. If Quinn were to jump in willingly, wouldn't that be foolish?
"How could you refuse the Creators' ritual?"
Shu Jun's giant head floated over, grumbling, "You missed your chance to become Supreme Emperor!"
Quinn laughed, "Become Supreme Emperor? My ambitions are far greater—what's so special about Supreme Emperor?"