It's a miracle that the divine realm hasn't t shattered yet.

Rose banquet commented, "In the next moment, this dark divine realm may cease to exist.

The players within might already be lost.

" Juni exclaimed, "Look, it's moving.

" Chapter 250.

Yang Jun comes to assist.

The light cap blinked, observing Chi-Chi's attack on the outer deity growing increasingly distant, diminishing in size within the frame.

It was evident that Chi-Chi was in motion.

Yangju needed to catch up swiftly, otherwise the live broadcast might lose touch with the unfolding scene.

The discussions in the bullet comments continued to unfold.

Wishing a safe journey, mourning a loss, the second generation of turmoil remarked, "One must see the living and the dead.

One cannot fathom the despair of this player.

Yong Jun must intervene.

After all, he is the divine prince of Blue Star, possessing both strength and responsibility.

" Another commented, "To be honest, I hope Yanjun takes a look and if convenient, offers assistance.

I too would wish for help during my own trials.

However, the comments above seem rather uncomfortable.

Cyber virtue, signaling, moral coercion, and misplaced compassion are quite overwhelming.

" A cat enamored with street lights expressed, "Regardless of whether he chooses to help, I respect Yonjun<unk>s decision.

" The light cat noted that Yong Jun was still circling the perimeter of the besieged divine realm.

From the outskirts, this divine realm appeared relatively small.

In comparison to Chi-Chi's true form, it seemed even more dimminionive.

Yet, in the eyes of the players, it represented a rather expansive microcosm, significantly larger than the light cats on divine realm.

The domain was shrouded in darkness, its true nature obscured.

Personally, I lean towards providing divine assistance.

I would venture in hopes of discovering any surviving players to lend a hand.

Therefore, I might have to fracture my focus, and I apologize for any disruption to the viewing experience.

After a brief moment of hesitation, gazing at the receding figure of Chi-Chi, Yong Jun made his decision.

Upon speaking, Yong Jun split into two.

A large luminous cat and a smaller one simultaneously appeared on screen.

One followed Chi-Chi with the camera broadcasting the battlefield while Yanjuin's original form narrated the situation occasionally mentioning a hidden figure clad in white robes.

He had been closely monitoring this white robed deity who intermittently caused disturbances preventing Chi-Chi from subduing the giant serpent just as they lost sight of it.

The white robed entity had seemingly concealed itself, its presence lingering nearby yet elusive.

One camera carried by the smaller luminous cat plunged into the pitch black divine realm.

The little light cat Yong Jun declared, "Let's see if I can locate any surviving players and offer assistance.

" The audience found themselves at a loss, unsure of which scene to focus on.

However, watching them both was not too challenging as it merely divided their attention alongside Yanju and split.

Many viewers prepared for this dual perspective, including the light cat.

The light cat noticed that the dark divine realm Yong Jun had entered appeared increasingly familiar.

Suddenly, a recognizable figure flashed across the screen.

A mermaid with a fish tail.

The light cat leaped up in excitement, exclaiming, "The deity is present.

This is Sister Hang's divine realm.

" Yet, after the initial thrill subsided, concern arose.

Her attention shifted entirely to this divine realm.

As the scene unfolded, a layer of black mist was pierced through and Yangjuan's doppelging carrying the camera experienced a whirlwind of rotation and turbulence before awkwardly landing on a wither tree.

As they tumbled down through the gaps in the branches, they landed upon the ground, crushing a multitude of plants beneath them.

These plants, akin to freeze-dried specimens, were so brittle that they crumbled under the weight of the radiant creature before they could even recover.

The camera lens appeared to be obscured by a layer of grime.

It was not until the manifestation of the sun monarch squeezed into the hazy frame utilized divine power to cleanse the lens that clarity was restored.

This sensation was profoundly uncomfortable, as if I had been subjected to a thorough siphoning.

The Sun Monarch's avatar expressed its discontent in a sweet, melodious voice, tinged with an unspoken sense of grievance.

The Sun Monarch, who had just moments ago been barely affected by the residual shock waves of the divine emperor's grand attack, now found itself in a state of distress.

The dimminionive, radiant creature, visibly wilted, shaking off the grime, covering its form, revealing fragments of bone and decayed flesh.

The unsightly remnants were distinctly unpleasant to behold.

Upon this revelation, even the onlookers felt as though they had been ins snared, turned over, and licked by some loathome entity, only to be regurgitated alongside a heap of repulsive matter.

I detected a rather ominous scent reminiscent of an abyss, yet somehow different.

This place was indeed peculiar.

The Sun Monarch maneuvered the camera to survey this realm, calling out, "Are there any players in this divine kingdom? Is anyone still alive? I'm the Sun Monarch, and I require assistance.

" At this juncture, it paused, having evidently realized that this divine realm was far more splendid than it had anticipated.

The camera illuminated the breathtaking scenery of this divine kingdom.

Initially shrouded in darkness, the image gradually brightened, revealing the surroundings in exquisite detail.

The footage processed by the system was of remarkable clarity.

All players tuning into the live broadcast beheld the scene.

A somber sky only partially illuminated by a faint ethereal glow that gradually spread towards the gaping rift in the heavens.

That was the mending crystal wall.

Dominating much of the sky was a colossal fallen tree.

Its shattered branches nearly crushing onethird of this miniature world.

Beside the giant tree stood a deity laboring to wield divine energy.

Attempting to lift the fractured trunk and reconnect the sever portions.

The deity s efforts appeared monumental.

In comparison to the towering tree, it resembled a mere ant.

Had it not been for the tremendous waves of divine energy that surged forth, forming ropes of water to assist in pulling the trunk, it would have gone unnoticed.

This divine kingdom was replete with marvels.

Besides the captivating sight of the half-fallen giant tree on the horizon, there were also occasional drops of flesh and bone cascading from the sky and candles suspended in midair, their flames emitting a soft greenish glow.

Beneath the candles lay a barrier encasing a city, radiating brightness with faint sounds reminiscent of a melody wafting through the air.

One could vaguely discern golden threads of faith materializing from the cities and sconced within these barriers, connecting the vast expanse of sky and earth.

In the comment section, numerous players observing the live stream began to engage in discourse.

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Ha.

Just moments ago, it was claimed that all the Dennisens of this world were dead.

This must be quite the slap in the face.

It seems there are still many alive.

Zhu Zhu Yuan.

Indeed, being slapped in the face is quite painful.

Yet, I failed to see the humor in it.

Look here.

While the death penalty has been averted, the living consequences are hardly pleasant.

If I were in such a predicament, I would simply renounce my divine status and become a wandering deity, cutting my losses swiftly.

Mudan Shia.

Oh, how easy it is to say.

You think the life of a wandering deity is a walk in the park? Zhu Xu Yuan, I have heard that wandering deities reside within the territory of the blue stars supreme deity, which is vast.

They earn divine currency and cultivation resources through tasks, ensuring that one person sustenance can suffice for the entire family.

Main guest.

If you aspire to become a wandering deity, you must purchase land and followers to enjoy your self-sufficient life.

I cannot afford such a luxury.

You I concur with the sentiments expressed above.

I would rather sell everything I own to rescue our divine realm than abandon my territory, even if it means incurring death.

My heart aches for this unfortunate deity.

And I hope our divine nation can recover swiftly from this turmoil.