Genshin Impact: I, Heavenly Principle, Will Make Teyvat Supreme-Chapter 178: The Angels Pay Respects to Their New Master

Noah sat leisurely on the throne of the God of the Bible, toying with the Biblical System in one hand while resting his cheek in the other. The Red God Dragon Emperor stood silently by his side.

Having guarded the Dimensional Gap for untold ages, she had little interaction with others and no interest in the affairs of the world. Though she had met the God of the Bible a few times, it was only to be told not to step into the Dimensional Gap.

"The authority of this world is far too scattered," Noah muttered, playing with the system orb like a bead. "Still, the largest ones are the easiest to conquer."

In this world, the most powerful authorities were tied to Truth. The Red God Dragon Emperor represented Fantasy, the Infinite Dragon God represented the Ouroboros, and the God of the Bible represented Kabbalah and Miracles.

Had the God of the Bible not perished, his strength would've been at the Supreme God level within the Teyvat Pantheon. The original Four Great Satans would've been at the Primary God tier.

Unfortunately, one great war had erased them all.

"I have to admit, the God of the Bible was quite powerful—suppressing the Apocalyptic Beast while simultaneously battling the former Four Great Satans. That's no weaker than what Asmoday and the others can do."

The Biblical System in his hand was using 90% of its power to maintain the 7,777 seals on the Apocalyptic Beast—also known as Beast 666. This creature fused the traits of all magical beasts known to the world, standing atop the biological food chain.

Born from the world's negative energy, it had no mind—only the desire to destroy.

Were it not for the God of the Bible's seal, no pantheon in this world could have stopped it.

In the original storyline, when 666 was released, the gods of every mythological world united to create a separate space where they spent 10,000 years attacking it before barely managing to destroy it.

Any being at the Satan level had to participate—otherwise, they would have had no hope.

"Every god in this world should kneel to the God of the Bible," Noah clicked his tongue.

"As for the Apocalyptic Beast, tossing it into the Abyss might be ideal. Didn't Aether complain there was no one strong enough in the Abyss to interest him? Let him take care of this one."

"Don't say I never look out for the Abyss."

As the Lord of the Abyss, Aether shared in a portion of its power. The stronger the Abyss became, the stronger he grew.

By sending 666 to be assimilated by the Abyss, he'd be reinforcing its foundations. It was time the Abyss developed more anyway—otherwise it'd fall behind the other factions.

Once assimilated, 666 could serve as a formidable attack dog for invading other worlds.

"Oh? Asmoday's already clashing with Ophis."

Watching Asmoday's battle, Noah couldn't help but smile.

"A direct, workaholic brute matched against a naive, innocent little dragon girl—it's scholar versus soldier, no common ground at all."

Ophis hadn't yet matured fully, only possessing Supreme God-level power. Without Noah lending strength to Asmoday, she wouldn't be a match for Ophis, and would likely lose after 27 days of fighting.

After all, Ophis was the embodiment of Truth—ranking at the top among the current six Supreme Gods.

Having lent Asmoday a bit of power, Noah looked toward the front of the Biblical temple. Several radiant figures emitting holy light were flying rapidly into the temple.

Noah calmly watched as more than a dozen seraphim entered.

When he claimed the Biblical System, every angel of the Biblical faction had become aware of its change in ownership.

After all, angels were fundamentally linked to the God of the Bible. Whoever held the Biblical System was the master of the Biblical Pantheon—and their master.

The Four Archangels—Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, and Uriel—led the remaining Ten-Winged Angels in a hurried rush into the temple, gazing up at the unknown god who now sat casually upon the God of the Bible's throne.

They had seen this figure briefly not long ago.

Immediately, sweat poured from their foreheads. They could not control their reactions.

This deity's aura was strikingly similar to their God's—but far stronger, purer. Just raising their eyes to meet his overwhelmed their spirits.

After a single glance, they lowered their heads at once.

Not even toward the God of the Bible had they dared gaze so directly. To do so was disrespectful.

Michael also noticed the woman standing beside this unknown god. That presence... it was the Great Red.

He hadn't killed her—he had subdued her?

The atmosphere froze.

Though they had rushed in, not a single angel dared to speak.

Noah watched them calmly, head propped on one hand, a faint curve on his lips. With interest, he said:

"You rushed all the way here, only to fall silent? Have you come to pay respects to your new master—or perhaps to take back the System?"

His gaze swept toward the four archangels at the front.

"Michael. Gabriel. Raphael. Uriel."

Now that he controlled the system, all the data from the Biblical Pantheon was laid bare before him.

His eyes lingered momentarily on Gabriel.

He had to admit—Heaven's most beautiful woman had a figure that was... frankly absurd. The title of 'milky queen' was well-earned.

Feeling the divine presence radiating from him, Michael quickly dropped to one knee, head bowed.

"Michael, pays respects to the new master."

His sincerity came from the heart—just as it had toward the former God.

This god's aura was so similar to the one they had followed. And with the System's recognition, he was now the new God of the Biblical Pantheon.

Besides, the angels had no right to choose.

To have a new master was, in truth, a great blessing.

Especially one so powerful—what could they possibly resent?

"Gabriel, pays respects to the new master."

"Raphael, pays respects to the new master."

"Uriel, pays respects to the new master."

"Metatron, pays respects to the new master."

"Raguel, pays respects to the new master."

All the seraphim knelt on one knee, offering their heartfelt loyalty to Noah.

"Very good."

Noah nodded.

The angels of the Biblical Pantheon kneeling so quickly wasn't a sign of being spineless or opportunistic.

Only a "One True God" could be recognized by angels as their new deity. After all, they were created through Kabbalah and were intrinsically tied to it.

If it had been any other god—even a creator god from Greek mythology like Chaos—they wouldn't have earned such loyalty.

Noah glanced at the Biblical System in his hand. Behind him, divine rings manifested as he dismantled the system into threads of order and merged them into the Divine Pantheon Blueprint.

At the same time, all angels were integrated into the Pantheon.

However, a separate section was created specifically for the angels.

Going forward, the Biblical faction would be managed as its own subdivision.

Each mythology within the DXD world would be organized this way—split into its own category for easier management. Otherwise, things would be too cluttered.

It was akin to how Phanes once chose the "Seven Archons" from seven regions.

While all mythologies now belonged to the Teyvat Pantheon, clear boundaries between systems would remain—just for organizational purposes.

Of course, there would still be interaction between systems. This was only to facilitate smoother operations.

The Four Archangels were all Upper Gods. The remaining Ten-Winged Angels were Middle Gods. Eight-Winged Angels were Lower Gods.

Heaven's situation was clearly better than the Underworld's.

As for the Fallen Angels—that would be easier.

In essence, Fallen Angels were just those who had been erased from Heaven's registry by the God of the Bible. But in practice, they were still under the system's management.

Most of their power still stemmed from faith.

After absorbing the Biblical System, the Divine Pantheon Blueprint appeared in the minds of all angels and fallen angels.

At first, the angels panicked—shocked, frightened, uncertain.

But once they understood what had happened, they became ecstatic and reverently offered prayers to their god.

Aside from the Seraphim, most angels didn't know the full truth.

They only knew: God had returned.

He hadn't died—He had merely been sleeping.

And now, He had awakened.

"Michael. Raphael. Go and re-assimilate the Fallen Angels."

Noah gave his command to the stunned Seraphim.

Michael and Raphael immediately bowed reverently. "Yes, my God."

They saluted, then unfurled their twelve wings and left the temple.

"Gabriel. Uriel. Resume your usual duties. I will reactivate the Angel Reincarnation Pool—to guide good, devout souls who have made great contributions to the world into becoming angels."

"Yes, my God."

After bowing, Gabriel and Uriel also departed.

"You may all return to your work."

The remaining Seraphim followed suit and left the temple after the Archangels.

Noah reactivated the Biblical faction's Angel Reincarnation Pool within the Divine Pantheon Blueprint.

Only angels born from this pool were true pureblood angels—embodiments of faith and divine will.

After the death of the God of the Bible, the Reincarnation Pool had been shut down.

Without it, angels couldn't be properly born. In desperation, the Seraphim began converting humans into reincarnated angels—similar to how devils created reincarnated devils.

But reincarnated angels had many flaws—more than their demonic counterparts.

It wasn't that the card- or chess-based reincarnations had no advantages. Their pros and cons were about equal.

After all, these were created by beings only at the Upper God level. Naturally, their creations couldn't surpass them in potential.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been so intent on seeking out humans with top-tier Sacred Gears.

At the same time, from the third heaven, the Kabbalah Seed transformed into a rainbow aurora and floated toward Noah.

It appeared as a small, multicolored sphere the size of an egg.

Noah caught the seed and immediately opened the gateway to the Teyvat Universe, tossing it inside.

Once inside Teyvat, the Kabbalah Seed would be absorbed by its own native Kabbalah system.

"To truly hatch a Kabbalah Seed would take at least hundreds of thousands of years under DXD's conditions. Even if the God of the Bible hadn't perished, it's doubtful he would have lived to see it bloom."

Noah shook his head with a sigh. Reality was cruel.

Even those born with the Kabbalah often couldn't wait long enough to see it fully awaken.

That's why true gods who had mastered the Kabbalah were incredibly rare across the multiverse.

To master both the Kabbalah and the Ouroboros? That was rarity beyond rarity.

Hummm—

With the absorption of the Biblical System and the Kabbalah Seed, plus the subjugation of the Underworld, the DXD world's repulsion toward Noah, an outsider, vanished entirely.

The Biblical System was the governing core of Heaven. The Underworld was now enveloped by Human Realm power. The world's Kabbalah had been absorbed.

Three pillars of truth and one entire pantheon had been taken.

He now held one-fifth of the world's authority without dispute.

The remaining four-fifths were split—one-fifth belonging to the Infinite Dragon God, and three-fifths among the rest of the world's mythologies.

Noah projected the status of the remaining pantheons into his mind, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Looks like things are going smoothly. The Six Supreme Gods are suppressing six worlds directly, preventing any reinforcement."

"The rest are being dealt with by groups of our Primary Gods."

In truth, DXD's number of Primary God-tier deities far outnumbered the current Teyvat force—about twice as many.

However, they lacked higher-end power. Even with control over their world's authority, they were easily suppressed by the Supreme Gods and forced into defensive positions.

And so, Teyvat's Primary Gods were free to group up and attack them one by one.

...

Asgard.

The world of Asgard was structured around a nine-layer World Tree.

This World Tree, known to the Norse gods as Yggdrasil, held up various realms with its branches and roots.

Each realm housed a different race—elves, dwarves, giants, undead, humans, gods—all the classic elements of Western fantasy.

At the very top of the World Tree, where laws and rules were the thickest, sat the realm of the Norse gods: Asgard.

Currently, all of Asgard's skies had become a battlefield for Primary Gods.

Thunder and tempest winds twisted the heavens, filling them with vortexes, lightning, and storms—a scene straight out of the apocalypse.

Barbatos smiled as he hovered in the air, having just traded blows with a one-eyed deity.

"Hehe, old man, your Authority is quite something. Even within our Pantheon, it would rank among the top ten."

The one-eyed Odin, his gaze sharp and penetrating, studied this foreign god who was matching him blow for blow—and even slightly gaining the upper hand.

With a dry, unfriendly chuckle, he replied:

"Haha, is that so? Only top ten? Then where do you rank in your Pantheon, stranger? Should I assume this old man ranks even higher than you?"

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