I am a living immortal.

Chapter 544 The Gods' Peeping

"Very good, I wish you all the best."

The Sage King tossed the heart in his hand as he spoke, and golden light showered down upon the world. In a moment, the world shifted dramatically. Golden light showered down, and the moment it touched the ground, spiritual flowers blossomed. These flowers rose to the sky, and the people of Sishui City could sense the changes around them.

The spirit was lifted.

At this moment, everyone in the city had received this gift. Their physical fatigue had vanished, their internal injuries and external scars were healing at a visible rate, and their physical fitness and qualities had been cleansed. This gift was not limited to the city of Sishui; the entire area covered by this area had received this gift.

The pressure displayed by the heart of the innate god even drove away the surrounding monsters. An earth-shaking change was taking place here.

Receive gifts and receive blessings.

This will be a new beginning. And a fire blazed from the eternal night, so obvious and glaring in the eyes of the gods. Eyes drooped downward, and in a trance, everyone in Sishui City watched as dozens, nearly a hundred figures bent over, observing them. The emotions in these gazes varied, but the malice was the same.

The malicious eyes seemed to pierce through everyone.

The Saint King stood proudly at the forefront, single-handedly supporting the heavens and the earth, small yet vast. He blocked most of the view, and now he needed to stand in front of everyone, waiting for the growth of those behind him.

Very soon, very soon, they will be able to stand on their own.

The Sage King couldn't block all prying eyes, so there would always be one or two that would be exposed. These malicious glances would immediately break the hearts of ordinary people, but the people of Sishui City were an exception.

They stood proudly, braving these disgusting gazes. Even if the thick air made it impossible to breathe, even if the heavy pressure, like a mountain, pressed down on them, trying to crush them to pieces, maliciously destroying and disturbing their spirits, constantly teasing and stoking their tensions. Yet, despite this, not one of them lowered their heads. Some even stared back with angry eyes, emphasizing their dignity. They would not bow their heads, they would not give in.

They are also very stubborn.

The flames seemed to grow more turbulent, surging and blazing. An unyielding will rose up. Although they could not see the full appearance of the gods, they saw the back of the Holy Lord standing in front of them.

That was hope. These wills, unknowingly, transformed into faith, pure faith. This faith reached the Saint King, who, with a flick of his hand, fashioned a high wall that obscured his view.

"Everyone, we will meet again." said the Holy Lord.

The gods were filled with solemnity, disdain, sneer, and even indignation. Regardless of their thoughts, regardless of whether they were happy or not, the high wall of faith now isolated them, and they could do nothing. As long as the Holy King was still there.

They could only rage helplessly.

This was the Saint King's declaration of war, and the gods knew it, yet they still ignored it. After all, without the Saint King, these weak humans wouldn't even be able to withstand a single glance from them.

Ants are still ants, and in the eyes of the innate gods, this is no different from a dojo. Relying on one person to support the will of all beings—don't joke. This isn't salvation; it will only lead to its own downfall. It doesn't matter if you're high-profile now; sooner or later, it will collapse.

The gods are not stupid. They have plenty of time to watch tall buildings rise and fall.

Time flies by in the eyes of the innate gods, and they are bound to have the last laugh. A single sage, a few temples, or a few lingering humans alone cannot stir up any waves. Such is the arrogance of the innate gods. In their eyes, the world has simply returned to its original state. Wasn't that how it was in ancient times?

When the dense swarms of ants bring the dragon down, they will be able to take on the world effortlessly, without a single soldier. Let them hop around for two more days.

The gods' sight slowly faded.

This was indeed the case. Compared to the vast darkness, the tiny flame ignited by the Saint Lord couldn't even penetrate the thick darkness. It would take at least the sun to do that. And in the eyes of the innate gods, a tiny candlelight was already a good thing if it could just hold up. How could it compare to the sun?

This is an insignificant matter, and many innate gods only think so.

But some were deeply displeased. For the innate gods, displeasure meant immediate expression. So, they secretly devised some tactics. While they couldn't publicly tear each other apart, who knew who was behind the scenes unless they were caught in the act? And even if they were caught, what good would it do? Could they really make such a small matter a big deal?

......

The voyeurism seemed to be over, but its profound impact hadn't yet ended. After the gods' gaze shifted, everyone felt completely drained. They knew the power of the innate gods, but they had no idea they were this powerful, that a single glance could carry such might.

This didn't make them lose confidence; instead, it boosted it. The thought of defeating the strong with the weak, of bringing those almighty gods down to earth, made them tremble, not with fear, but with excitement. They already knew the gap; the next step was to close it bit by bit.

They are never afraid of being weak, but they are afraid of not being able to become strong.

Now that the channels for becoming stronger have been demonstrated and they have a goal, they must continue to move forward unwaveringly and let everyone see it.

The people in Surabaya City are not normal.

The changes brought about by the golden heart continued, and the concentration of spiritual energy in the air continued to rise. Spells and seal characters that I once dared not use, or could no longer use, could now be used with confidence. This was just a superficial improvement. In the background, my physical strength grew with almost every breath, and so did my cultivation.

Of course, this was just the beginning. After spending so long in a low-spiritual-energy environment, things were simply returning to their natural state. It wouldn't be so exaggerated afterward. Spiritual energy wasn't omnipotent, but the people of Sishui City had a very solid foundation.

If the current Si Shui City were to encounter the same beast tide as before, it would definitely not be in such a mess, and it would even be possible to turn defeat into victory.

The Saint Monarch was very pleased with this. Sishui City had already far exceeded his expectations, both in terms of willpower and talent. He truly admired the original city lord. He seemed to have had foresight, subtly implanting the seeds of willpower in everyone's hearts. Then, through a noble act of self-sacrifice, he fully unleashed these buried seeds, creating a group of people who stood apart from ordinary people, possessing a strong will.

What is even more terrifying is that this will can spread.