Global Gods : Skill-Resonance Awakened Chapter 364: Ch 364 : OverSeer

Sunny drifted toward the vibrant, shimmering veil of the second multiverse, his Law-Thread Sensitivity pulsing like a finely calibrated instrument.

As he approached, the hidden strands of reality began to manifest, revealing a familiar frequency that hummed with the echoes of spirit-qi and ancient dao.

"A cultivation multiverse," Sunny whispered, a slight smirk appearing beneath his cosmic mask. "While it is not a perfect mirror of the reality Cai Zhen originated from, the fundamental laws are striking in their similarity. The same relentless drive for immortality, the stratified heavens, and the brutal struggle for resources remain."

Upon contact with the barrier, the multiverse’s defenses did not simply break; they yielded. They acknowledged the Emperor’s authority, a sovereignty that transcended all the daos existing within that realm.

Sunny stepped across the threshold, surveying the gleaming universes contained within. Each resembled a polished orb of jade, teeming with raw potential and countless souls pursuing their ascent to the heavens.

"I believe I have found the ideal gardener for this landscape," Sunny mused.

With a fluid motion of his wrist, he carved a golden rift into the void. Ten figures emerged, their divine auras casting brilliance into the darkness.

While nine of the Gods exuded a formidable presence, the tenth stood out like a blazing sun amidst flickering tapers. His aura was authoritative and commanding.

This was Cai Zhen, the reborn Old God of Cultivation.

Before the others could acclimate to their new coordinates, Cai Zhen moved forward. He did not merely bow; he knelt in the void, pressing his fist to his heart in a gesture of eternal and absolute loyalty.

"My thanks, Emperor," Cai Zhen intoned, his voice heavy with the gravity of eons. "For restoring the memories of my former life... I am perpetually in your debt. To traverse this path once more with clear eyes is a privilege I can never fully repay."

"Stand, Cai Zhen," Sunny replied, his tone warm and sincere. "Formalities are unnecessary. It is the duty of an Emperor to reclaim what history has stolen. What belongs to you is yours alone; I merely facilitated the reunion."

Restoring these memories had been a monumental feat. During his recent passage through the River of Time, Sunny had done more than observe the birth of the multiverse.

He had absorbed the recollections of the Fallen, copying the life-histories of thousands of Gods lost in the Great War, pushing his own mental threshold to function as a cosmic archive.

He would have preserved the memories of every one of the billions of Gods if his mental reserves hadn’t been nearly exhausted.

Upon his return, he had transferred this vast library of experiences to Thea.

She, in turn, diligently integrated these millennia of insight into the current incarnations of the Gods within the City.

They were no longer mere novices; they were hardened veterans of a forgotten conflict, reborn with the wisdom of their past transgressions.

"Emperor..." Cai Zhen gazed upward, his eyes reflecting the distant stars. "I witnessed it all. In the memories you bestowed upon me, I saw how the Demon Lords dismantled us. I was vastly more powerful then, far beyond my current state, yet they viewed our Pantheon as little more than a child’s plaything. Were you present? Did you watch us fall?"

"In a way, yes," Sunny answered, his gaze turning distant. "I was not physically there to intervene. I was merely a shadow shifting through the layers of the past. But I observed. I learned. Now, you hold the advantage. You understand the reasons for your demise. Utilize that knowledge to ensure that in this lifetime, the title of the God of Cultivation is one that even the Abyss fears."

Cai Zhen nodded, yet a shadow of yearning touched his face. After a moment of hesitation, he sent a telepathic message directly to Sunny.

'Emperor... if I might be so bold... were my wives also reincarnated?' His tone was a complex weave of shame, hope, and ancient sorrow. 'I saw them in the memories. I saw their faces as the demons struck them down without mercy.... Will I ever see them again?'

Sunny smiled softly, maintaining an air of serenity. He replied via the same link.

'No, Cai Zhen, they were not. To be reborn by the Void Mother, one must be Void-Born—a direct creation of her design. Your wives were birthed from the mortal realms and the natural cycle. While their souls were magnificent, they were fragile. They have long since vanished into the currents of the River of Time.'

Cai Zhen’s shoulders slumped, a mournful sigh resonating within his soul.

'However,' Sunny continued, attempting to soothe the anguish in Cai Zhen, 'you must not cling to the phantoms of a former existence. You are a new being now. Seek fresh paths and undiscovered horizons. Besides... do you truly believe Thera would permit you to deceive her twice? Imagine her temper now that her own memories have been restored.'

Cai Zhen’s eyes widened. He let out a sudden, frantic gasp. "I understand, Emperor! I understand perfectly! Let us never revisit this topic. I mean it. And please... for the sake of the Void... do not mention my inquiry to Thera. In this current life, she might actually devise a way to make my death permanent before the demons even have an opening!"

Sunny’s laughter echoed through the void, a rare display of genuine mirth.

The other nine Gods watched in bewilderment, unable to perceive the mental exchange but sensing the sudden panic radiating from their leader.

"Do you all comprehend your objective?" Sunny inquired, his voice regaining its commanding resonance.

"SPREAD THE FAITH!" the ten Gods roared, their voices rattling the local universes.

"Then proceed," Sunny commanded, his form beginning to blur. "The sooner you secure this multiverse, the sooner you shall be granted the opportunity to harvest the next."

With a final nod, Sunny faded away using Void Step, leaving the Cultivation team to begin their descent into the worlds below.

Within the City of Gods, at a tranquil teahouse overlooking a silver cloudscape, three beings gathered around a low table.

To an onlooker, they appeared as graceful nobles enjoying a peaceful hour, but in reality, they were celestial entities capable of erasing entire universes.

Thera, the Goddess of Divine Annihilation, peered into her cup, her pale hair cascading like silk. "Cai has been chosen," she said quietly. Her voice lacked envy, carrying instead a profound, resonant longing. "He resides out there now, moving beneath a new sky."

"If you find the distance so difficult, simply ask Thea to construct a portal," Adam remarked, his tone gruff but not unkind.

He stared at a glowing green gemstone resting in his palm—the vessel containing the soul of his beloved Freya.

"I appreciate the travel methods of this age. Had we possessed such portals in the old world, we would not have spent centuries living on opposite sides of reality. We could have shared tea every day."

Adam’s grip tightened on the stone. 'Soon...' he thought, suppressing the emotion in his eyes. 'Soon, Cosmos will forge the Pill of Life, and you shall stand by my side once more. We shall be together again.'

"I will go eventually," Thera replied, sipping slowly. "But for now, the tranquility here is... addictive. I wish to finish this tea first. Additionally, I have a request for the Emperor before my departure—one only he can fulfill."

Beru, the enormous, armored God of Evolution, crunched on a biscuit tough enough to shatter mortal bones.

"I am simply grateful I didn’t devour you both when we first met," he grunted, attempting to shift the mood. "I was quite famished at the time. It would have been a poor end to a fine acquaintance."

"Your restraint is appreciated, Beru," Thera noted with a thin smile. "Had it not been for your indigestion, we might not be sitting here at all."

They settled into a companionable silence, savoring the absolute sanctuary of the Inner World. They understood that while they relaxed, the Emperor was out in the darkness, paving the way for their future.

High within the Central Palace, the overseer clone of Sunny studied the three Gods through a wall of holographic displays.

While his primary duty was managing internal territories, his vision encompassed far more than mere logistics.

With the integration of Divine eyes into Sunny’s arsenal, he did more than read thoughts or memories; he could peer into the depths of their hearts to discern their deepest desires, even those they kept from themselves.

He observed Beru’s simple, fierce loyalty—a mind dedicated to growth and the protection of his newfound companions.

He witnessed Adam’s profound grief, a king anchored in the past, awaiting the moment he could breathe life back into the stone he carried.

Yet, it was the focus of Thera’s thoughts that caused the Overseer’s smile to widen....