"Rise, Zig."

The Angel King finally spoke slowly. His voice was no longer the clear and bright tone of a young man but had become incomparably vast and grand, like a divine oracle from the highest heavens, each syllable carrying undeniable majesty and power.

Just listening to this divine sound made Zig III's soul involuntarily feel an urge to worship.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zig III respectfully rose slowly but continued to maintain a slightly bowed posture, displaying a demeanor of eager attentiveness.

"An anomaly has occurred in the Star Realm." The Angel King's voice echoed in the vast Divine Hall, carrying a barely perceptible solemnity, "We have all split a sliver of consciousness to return to the present world in advance, precisely to seek the root of this anomaly.

During our slumber, has anything unusual occurred in the present world?"

Upon hearing the word "unusual," an odd expression appeared on Zig III's face.

He pondered for a moment, organized his thoughts, and respectfully replied, "Your Majesty, several months ago, a mysterious being claiming to be from Fengdu did indeed descend upon the present world, and with a previously unseen system in this realm, passed down a doctrine called the Underworld."

He paused and continued, "This being, claiming to be from the Underworld, established an organization called the Union based on the lower-class laborers, quietly spreading the faith of the Underworld in various places, and even suppressed the Undying King, seizing the concept of the Nether River.

At that time, Your Majesty and the other gods were still in the deepest slumber. We did not dare to speculate on its origin and purpose without authorization, nor did we dare to act rashly and risk unforeseen consequences, so we temporarily shelved the matter, only maintaining close surveillance."

"The Underworld? Fengdu?" In the Angel King's eyes, filled with endless wisdom, a trace of flicker appeared.

He slightly closed his eyes, and the immense will of the god instantly swept across the entire world.

In an instant, all public information and secret intelligence related to the Underworld and the Union within this world, even the vague concepts of the Underworld in the minds of believers, rushed into His consciousness like a tide.

In just a moment, He comprehended the situation of this emerging power thoroughly.

Yet, when He attempted to delve further and trace the origin of the name Fengdu, an anomaly occurred.

No matter how He activated the sequence one position and authority of this embodiment, or mobilized the Power of Faith of billions of Steam Sect believers as a marker, He could not capture any real information about the name Fengdu.

It was as if an insurmountable barrier lay before Fengdu, and while He could sense the existence of the Underworld, perceive its teachings being spread, and even sense the vague direction in which the Power of Faith ultimately flowed, He just couldn't pinpoint that final point.

Fengdu seemed to not exist within the space-time coordinate of this world at all.

The Angel King abruptly opened His eyes, a rare trace of astonishment and sharpness flashing deep within them.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the dome of the Steam Cathedral, the steel sky of Oranck, casting towards the boundless stars.

Consolidating information, a vague idea emerged in His mind.

"That Fengdu, from outside this version of the world?"

His voice carried a subtle tremor, as the only one of this world, even achieving such through dividing the authority of the Old Days, He still had the privilege of knowing the secret of multi-world versions, though the gods of the mysterious version never truly explored other versions actively.

The sole entities of other versions pursue different versions mostly because they seek a path beyond being the sole of their version.

But for the Seven Great Gods of the mysterious version, before successfully splitting the Old Days' corpses, they still had a clear path, so they did not pursue the power beyond versions.

Before thoroughly dividing the Old Days' authority, they did not care for other versions; even matters of the Great Catastrophe version were left to the Church to handle.

With such information now, combined with the previous anomaly among the stars, the Angel King slowly murmured:

"Fengdu is the Emperor who appeared briefly among the stars not long ago and startled the Old Days' corpses?"

Not only within the Secret Divine Hall of the Steam Cathedral, almost simultaneously, beneath the Eternal Radiance in the Radiant Holy Hall, in the Endless Library where the Old God of Knowledge slumbered, in the Tranquil Sanctuary shrouded by the Night Goddess... and in the most core, most secret forbidden grounds of the other major gods churches, similar scenes were unfolding.

The unprecedented information disturbance from the Old Days' corpses, followed by the manifestation of the mysterious and majestic Emperor phantom among the stars, was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, completely stirring these seven ancient existences, just awoken from long slumber and about to partake in the feast.

They were not truly afraid of outsiders, as throughout countless cycles of history, there had been powerful beings from other worlds that occasionally descended merely to meddle with this realm.

But no matter how powerful these beings initially were, ultimately they were obliterated in the history retrospectives propelled by the collaboration of gods, leaving not a trace behind.

The Underworld? Fengdu? Even if He truly was also a sole entity of this world, even if He had indeed established a secular faith system in the mortal world strong enough to contend with the Seven Gods Church, in the eyes of the Seven Great Gods, all this was merely an illusion of no significance.

Because just as with countless past occasions, once this Old Days Feast concludes successfully, they would rewind to the secure point they had set.

By then, no matter how prosperous the Underworld becomes, no matter how much faith Fengdu amasses, it would all vanish with the history that gets erased.

The fundamental purpose of establishing churches to spread faith was not to rule or educate but simply to have a steady anchor when consuming the polluted power of the Old Days' corpses, using the collective consciousness of billions of believers as a coordinate to anchor their true essence, so as not to lose themselves in the feast.

However, this time, an unexpected variable appeared.

The mysterious Emperor phantom had a profound connection with the perturbation of the Old Days' corpses, triggering the most sensitive nerves of the Seven Great Gods, ringing an alarm bell in their hearts.

What they genuinely worried about was not the faith allegiance in the mortal world, nor an extra outsider competitor, but that the feast they regarded as their own, essential to maintaining their position and power, might now accommodate one more seat.

All signs pointed to one conclusion, that Emperor Fengdu, His purpose likely mirrored theirs, was also here for the corpses of the Old Days.

Though appearing to scramble for followers in the mortal realm with His establishment of the Underworld and spreading of faith, it was likely to prepare anchor points for the coming feast.

Within the Secret Divine Hall of the Steam Cathedral, the Angel King's eyes brimmed with endless wisdom, growing even more profound.

He let out a gentle sigh, his sigh tinged with a barely discernible heaviness.

"If so..." The Angel King's voice was low and slow, yet carried an undeniable majesty.

As if speaking to Zig III, and as if through an intangible network reaching a final consensus with the other six Great Gods, "then let us witness firsthand whether this uninvited Emperor Fengdu truly has the qualifications to sit at this table and partake in the Old Days Feast."

Will transcended time and space, a myriad of exchanges accomplished in an instant.

Following His words, the divine pressure slightly receded, and the Angel King once again cast His gaze towards the ever-respectfully standing Pope Zig III, and slowly spoke:

"Zig, in the joint name of the Seven Major Gods Church, extend a formal invitation to the Underworld's envoy in this realm."

Zig III's expression showed great astonishment, for such a mere envoy of the Underworld to be invited by the present embodiment of the Steam God.

The Angel King did not mind the Pope's reaction, He paused as if contemplating His words, and ultimately, with a subtly meaningful tone, He said:

"Invite him, on behalf of the Underworld and Fengdu, to attend the coming Divine Invitation of God's Revival宴!"