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Ye Caiqian(MC)POV — Divine Realm
Silence.
The kind of silence that only existed at the deepest layer of meditation—where even divine thought slowed, where immortal energy flowed like a still ocean rather than a storm.
I sat at the heart of my divine domain, suspended above the vast structure of my Divine Position. The throne of Humanity glowed softly beneath me, its light steady, its rhythm synchronized with the countless mortal breaths taken across the worlds under my watch.
For years—divine years—I had remained in this state.
Observing.
Calculating.
Waiting.
Then—
Something hit.
Not an attack.
Not a disturbance.
But a flood.
An immeasurable torrent of power slammed directly into my Divine Core, bypassing the outer layers of my domain as if they didn't exist.
Faith.
Pure, overwhelming, incandescent faith.
My eyes snapped open.
The Divine Core of the God of Humanity blazed like a newborn star, its surface cracking with streams of golden-white light. Immortal energy surged uncontrollably, flooding every channel of my divine body.
"What—?"
I immediately shifted one hundred percent of my focus inward, sealing my domain and stabilizing the flow. Had I been even a moment slower, the excess energy might have torn lesser gods apart.
But this was not hostile.
This faith was… different.
It wasn't the steady, reverent stream that came from prayer.
It wasn't worship.
It was recognition.
I slowed my thoughts, dissecting the nature of the power.
And the moment I understood—
I froze.
This faith was pure.
Uncontaminated by fear.
Unmixed with desperation.
Unstained by bargaining or desire.
It carried no request.
Only acknowledgment.
It was so refined that, for an instant, it felt almost indistinguishable from divine power itself—as if humanity had, collectively, taken a step closer to the Divine Realm.
My heart thundered.
"This is…"
I traced the source.
Not to temples.
Not to prayers.
Not even to my own divine consciousness left behind in the lower worlds.
The origin lay deeper.
Two points.
Two blazing anchors forming simultaneously.
The moment my perception locked onto them, understanding washed over me like a tidal wave.
Shan Liang.
Xie E.
They had done it.
Even with all my interventions—systems, guidance, hidden support—I had never forced their paths. I had merely cleared the road.
Yet here they were.
Ascending as the Goddess of Kindness and the God of Evil.
Exactly as history remembered.
I exhaled slowly, a faint smile forming.
"So even fate agrees," I murmured. "You walked your own roads… and still arrived at the same truths."
But this faith—
This was something unprecedented.
When a mortal ascended to godhood, their followers' faith was usually fragmented, turbulent, still tainted by mortal expectations.
What I was receiving now was different.
This faith did not belong to them alone.
It belonged to humanity.
Humanity recognizing itself.
Kindness that healed without asking for reward.
Evil that protected without craving glory.
Two pillars had risen.
And humanity responded—not with worship, but with alignment.
That alignment flowed into me.
Into the God of Humanity.
I laughed softly, the sound echoing across my divine domain.
"So that's it… That was the missing piece."
I examined my Divine Position.
Before this surge, I had been at the peak of Second-Class Godhood—stable, powerful, but still constrained.
Now?
The barriers were melting.
The Divine Realm itself began to resonate with my position.
For the first time since my ascension, I felt something unmistakable:
Acknowledgment from the Divine Realm's laws.
Not tolerance.
Not allowance.
Acceptance.
If I chose to push forward now—
I would cross into First-Class Godhood.
A position with authority acknowledged directly by the Divine Realm.
A position no longer merely existing within the realm—but integrated into its structure.
I did not hesitate.
I centered myself above the Divine Core.
"Then let us finish this," I said calmly.
The ascension was not violent.
It was solemn.
I withdrew entirely from external perception, sealing my domain and collapsing my consciousness inward.
The Divine Core of Humanity unfolded beneath me, revealing layer upon layer of conceptual structure—history, potential, struggle, resilience, contradiction.
I reached out—not with force, but with understanding.
Faith poured in endlessly.
Not prayers.
Progress.
Each divine day, the throne beneath me grew clearer, more defined. Its light shifted from gold to a deeper, more profound hue—like dawn layered upon dawn.
On the tenth day, the first seal broke.
On the twentieth, my divine authority began to overwrite limitations.
On the thirtieth, the Divine Realm's laws adjusted around me, making space.
By the fortieth day, I could feel it clearly:
The God of Humanity was no longer just representing humans.
I was becoming a pillar race-god.
A god whose authority scaled with the collective progress of an entire species.
On the fiftieth day—
Everything aligned.
The final barrier dissolved.
The Divine Realm opened to me.
I opened my eyes.
The divine domain had expanded—vastly.
What had once been a contained region was now a territory, its boundaries etched into the Divine Realm's fabric.
The throne before me was no longer symbolic.
It was absolute.
I rose.
And the Divine Realm responded.
A silent ripple passed through the higher planes. No announcement was made—but gods noticed.
First-Class Godhood.
The God of Humanity had fully consolidated.
I breathed out slowly.
"Good," I said. "Very good."
My perception shifted naturally—instinctively—toward the two new anchors.
Shan Liang and Xie E had completed their ascension.
But they had not yet arrived.
A quick calculation told me why.
Fifty divine days remained.
Fifty mortal years.
They were still bound by the covenant of their world—allowed to remain, to guide, to prepare successors.
I nodded.
"That time matters," I murmured. "Use it well."
I turned inward again, but this time not to cultivate.
To prepare.
Two new human gods were coming.
The first since me.
I would welcome them—not as subordinates…
…but as the beginning of something far greater.
Humanity was no longer knocking at the gates of the Divine Realm.
It had stepped inside.
And I stood ready.
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