Therefore, it can be said that the human camp has been able to endure for decades and has such a favorable situation today largely due to Li Feng's significant contributions.

Although the Zhi Yan Heavenly King does not love the "West God King," over the years, thanks to Li Feng, humanity has received some care from the "West God King."

Moreover, due to humanity's simple ethics and morals, seeing Li Feng happy over the death of the "West God King," she had only one thought in her heart: Such filial piety... is deadly....

However, over the years, she has always concealed Li Feng's lineage. Now, it is inconvenient to speak; thus, she can only bottle up her sentiments.

After listening to Li Feng's explanation, the Zhi Yan Heavenly King slowly regained her composure.

She cast a complex glance at Li Feng and then said, "As Qiu Tu is now the leader of the human camp, the Second Sanctuary indeed should heed him."

"However, I still need to talk to the other Heavenly Kings to see their stance."

"As for the matter of unifying the 'Western Kingdom,' it's the same."

"I agree with this plan in principle, but I still need to discuss it with the other Heavenly Kings."

Li Feng, though anxious, knew this was an important matter. So, she could only nod in agreement.

The two, being mother and daughter, naturally looked very much alike. Plus, as High Order Cataclysmics, they maintained their youth, thus resembling sisters.

However, Li Feng's temperament was more lively and fiery, while the Zhi Yan Heavenly King was gentle and mature.

After chatting in the room for a while, Li Feng finally got up and left her mother.

Once Li Feng had gone, the Zhi Yan Heavenly King did not immediately contact the other Heavenly Kings.

She walked to the bedside, her mature, beautiful face expressionless. Standing with her hands behind her back, her gaze was obscure, sometimes flashing the image of Qiu Tu, and sometimes the image of the West God King.

After a moment, as if she thought of something, she gently grasped with her hand, and in the next second, a somewhat ancient-looking fire stick engraved with luxurious patterns appeared in her hand.

She picked up the fire stick, looked at it twice, and opened the lid.

Inside the fire stick was a Fire Seed. Her gaze flickered slightly, and she blew gently toward the Fire Seed.

In the next second, a flame emerged from the fire stick, illuminating the room.

In that flame, a person's silhouette flickered as if it might emerge from the fire at any moment.

Watching the silhouette in the flame, a hint of surprise slowly appeared on Zhi Yan's initially expressionless face.

This "fire stick" was left to her by the West God King, with a simple yet powerful function: to communicate directly with the West God King on a soul level, regardless of distance or barriers.

It can be said that as long as the West God King is alive, Zhi Yan can talk directly with him without any hindrance.

But the problem is... the West God King has fallen! Why can this fire stick still ignite? And why does it still bear the silhouette of the West God King?

Thinking this, Zhi Yan's gaze flickered continuously, and a bold idea formed in her mind.

'Could it be... the West God King is not dead?'

'This... how is it possible.'

For a moment, the Zhi Yan Heavenly King's brows furrowed deeply...

...

At the same time, in the Western Kingdom, the Mandala Desert.

A giant turtle, as large as a mountain, lay on the ground, covered in blood.

If Zhao Ji were here, she would discover that it was the "Heavenly Communicator" she once purchased intelligence with an Eighth Tier Evil God's limb.

And at this moment, Tian Qi.... or as he is known, the West God King, stood on the head of this giant turtle "Heavenly Communicator," with his arms spread wide, eyes closed, indulging in absorbing its power.

Accompanied by an immense amount of pure Cataclysmic Power, entering his body, the aura of the West God King grew stronger and stronger....

Like this, after absorbing it for several hours and exhausting this giant turtle "Heavenly Communicator," the West God King waved his hand, and the corpse of the "Heavenly Communicator" instantly shattered into pieces, even the shell split into shards.

Seeing this, the West God King smiled and began arranging a ritual with the "Heavenly Communicator's" corpse.

He continued fiddling around for who knows how long. Until evening, as the false sun slowly set over the mountains, a violent spatial fluctuation, and the Cataclysmic Power around the Mandala Desert, boiled like a drop of water into a searing pan.

A tremendous amount of Cataclysmic Power began to surge wildly around the Mandala Desert, covering the sky and the earth as yellow sand spread around the Mandala Desert.

Amidst an apocalyptic scene, the center of the Mandala Desert suddenly began to collapse inward. In just a moment, it formed a pit as large as a playground.

A vast amount of yellow sand flowed down along the pit's edges as if there was no end.

The "World Channel"..... opened!

Upon seeing this, the West God King couldn't help but show a sinister grin.

The Four Divine Kings have long since discovered the shortcomings of being a Pseudo-God King over these hundreds of years and have been searching for their own paths.

Except for the Northern God King, who was too weak and distracted by Doris, leaving no time for preparation,

whether it's the Southern God King (Bai Yi), Longchuan Ying, or the West God King, they all have made some progress.

Like Bai Yi's "Rebirth and Re-cultivation," retracing the path of a Divine King; like Longchuan Ying's "Way of All Things," transforming into myriad forms, gathering sand to form a tower; and the West God King's... Erosion Path.

He always believed: to kill one is a thief, to kill ten is a bandit, to kill ten thousand is a lord. The reason they are Pseudo-God Kings is that their controlled region is insufficient!