Ding! Your believers have sacrificed the Water Qilin, triggering a 100,000-fold increase. You have obtained a seventh-rank sacred beast — the Vast Blue Sky Qilin.
Ding! Your believers have sacrificed the Daughter of Destiny, and you have obtained 20% of the world's luck.
Ding! Your believers have completed a Mountain and River Altar Sacrifice. You have obtained 1 Source Power. Due to being the first successful Mountain and River Sacrifice, the offering has triggered a 100,000-fold multiplier — you have received 100,000 Source Power.
Liu Che originally intended to restrain his power, perhaps even mend the world's scars after his descent.
But this time, he had gone too far.
The God Realm plane had directly descended into a lower world, and the effects were devastating.
The entire world trembled under the pressure.
Just moments ago, the world's repulsion had flared violently — to the point Liu Che almost punched a hole through it in frustration.
Even as a high-tier god, he had been rejected by a fragmented world.
Who could tolerate such a thing?
But then again, that was the nature of a Fragmented World.
Too much force, and it fought back.
Had he truly lashed out in anger, the world might have collapsed on the spot.
"Tch. Next time I descend, I need to measure my strength better.
My power just advanced… If I don't get a grip on it soon, I could destroy a smaller plane by accident."
Liu Che sighed and returned to the Realm of Gods.
After placing Xueqi in Hinagiku's care, he fell deep into thought.
He needed to be more precise in controlling his presence when dealing with lower planes.
His descent should not only inspire awe and reverence but also conquer belief—without shattering everything in sight.
This latest event with Cangsong had been a wake-up call.
Even though Zhang Fan had done his part, it was the cunning Cangsong who had orchestrated the entire sect-wide manipulation, pulling every string.
An unexpected success.
This single sacrifice had ensured that both Qingyun Sect and Ghost King Sect had now fallen completely under his divine authority.
If only Baguio had been offered as a sacrifice too…
He might have captured 50% of the world's luck in one go.
But no matter.
With this much dominance, the Fragmented World was essentially his.
And the more luck a god accumulates, the more deeply they influence the laws of the world.
Eventually, when their divine reach reaches its peak…
The will of the world itself is broken.
And the world becomes nothing more than a slave domain of the Eternal God.
Back at Qingyun Sect...
The Ghost King slowly rose to his feet, his face pale and twisted in bitterness, but he said nothing.
There was no point.
At that moment, Cangsong opened his eyes.
A faint smile played on his lips.
He looked reborn—glowing with vitality.
Not only had his youthful appearance returned, but his strength had also soared into the realm of immortals.
"Ghost King, do you still resent me?"
A voice drifted from behind him.
The Ghost King, who had been quietly preparing to leave, froze.
His steps halted.
"You've already won. Can't you at least let me go in peace?"
He pulled his daughter behind him and forced a humble smile.
Just yesterday, he wouldn't have spared a glance at someone like Cangsong.
But now?
After everything—after watching his disciples slaughtered, after realizing it had all been a trap—he had no choice.
It was all part of a massive scheme.
Zhang Fan stepped forward with the other disciples, and Cangsong turned to him.
"Divine Envoy Zhang Fan, go ahead and secure the disciples. I have something to discuss with the Ghost King."
"Understood."
Zhang Fan nodded and left with the others.
From this day forth, this location would be Qingyun Sect's most sacred ground.
The foundation of their new temple.
Cangsong turned back.
"I slaughtered your disciples earlier. Are you furious?"
"No, not at all. It was a sacrifice to the gods. How could I be angry?" the Ghost King answered hastily.
But inside, his heart raced.
Is he trying to finish us off? No—he wouldn't... would he?
He barely had time to think before Cangsong stepped closer.
"You misunderstood me."
He pointed toward the massive rift in the sky — the world-splitting scar left by Liu Che's finger.
"Have you not seen it? The god moved a single finger and nearly tore the world apart.
You're a man of deep emotion, are you not?
Wouldn't you do anything to bring back the one you love?"
The Ghost King fell silent.
His thoughts immediately returned to his late wife.
"The god said we should spread belief to the masses.
Don't you want to help teach others?
Doesn't your daughter deserve a future?"
Cangsong gestured.
"This world lacks faith. The so-called orthodox sects hoard old scriptures and argue over crumbs.
Now that we, Qingyun Sect, have the blessing of the Eternal God—this world is ours to claim.
And soon, it will be renamed the Church of the Eternal God."
He turned to the Ghost King with a calm smile.
"You're powerful. Why not lend your strength to our cause?
When the next divine festival comes, you can ask the Eternal God to resurrect your wife."
The black-clad girl beside them—Baguio—gasped.
"Can you really bring back my mother?"
"A mere mortal? Effortless," Cangsong said casually.
"I've seen the god resurrect tens of thousands with a snap of his fingers."
Then he glanced at her.
"Such a beautiful daughter you have…
Had I known, I would've offered her to the god myself."
The Ghost King's momentary joy shattered.
He stepped protectively in front of Baguio, horror in his eyes.
"She's all I have left! Please… anyone else, anything else…"
"Hmph. 'Thrown into the fire,' is that what you think you're doing?"
Cangsong's eyes flared.
A burst of force exploded from his body.
The Ghost King was blasted away, vomiting blood as the ground cracked beneath him.
Cangsong's voice was thunderous:
"The Eternal God's gaze is a blessing!
For Him to even glance at your daughter is a grace beyond heaven!
And you—you dare insult Him?!"
He raised his hand.
A roaring cyclone began to form in his palm, crackling with terrifying divine force.
The sky darkened.
Clouds scattered like paper.
The air itself trembled under the pressure.
The disciples of Ghost King Sect turned ghostly pale with fear.
Even the sky looked like it would collapse at any moment.
A true immortal…
This is the power of immortals.
To ascend in one step to the heavens…
To grasp eternal life…
To wield the power of an immortal!
The Ghost King's face turned ashen.
He thought he was about to die right then and there.
Baguio, seeing her father vomit blood and collapse, finally understood—Cangsong wasn't threatening them. He was issuing a warning.
She dropped to her knees with a heavy thud.
"I beg the Eternal God to withdraw His divine might.
I, Baguio, am willing to sacrifice myself in place of my father—
to prove the Ghost King's submission!"
"Yao'er, you—!"
"Please, Eternal Lord, cast your spell. Let my heart be as true as the sun and moon!"
At that moment, Cangsong's expression finally softened.
But inwardly, he didn't know what to do with Baguio now.
The scene suddenly turned awkward.
Sensing hesitation, Baguio believed her sincerity had not been enough. Without another word, she turned and ran toward the Mountain and River Altar.
Before anyone could stop her, she was caught mid-step—lifted by a beam of starlight and carried away.
Cangsong stood there stunned.
Wait… this altar connects directly to the Realm of the Gods?
Could I… try it myself?
The Ghost King watched his daughter vanish.
Tears welled in his eyes. His heart shattered.
His only daughter… gone.
And I… could do nothing. I'm a failure as a father.
You Ji stepped forward.
"Now that Baguio has ascended… does this prove our sincerity?"
"Indeed," Cangsong said with a gentle smile. "But don't worry—you'll be rewarded later."
"Rewarded?"
You Ji scoffed silently.
The biggest reward would be you not killing us.
Who dares ask for more?
Cangsong, smiling with confidence, continued:
"Since you've pledged allegiance to the Eternal God, the teachings will be shared with you. The divine laws will be passed down.
And once the daughter of the Ghost King ascends to the Realm of Gods, you won't be neglected. Not at all."
He was clearly trying to forge goodwill.
A connection now could earn him future favors.
White Tiger and You Ji exchanged glances.
They smiled—relieved and quietly hopeful.
If we get access to divine techniques, maybe surrendering wasn't a total loss.
After all, with Qingyun Sect (no, the Church of the Eternal God) on the path to ruling the world, aligning early might give them a head start in godhood.
Meanwhile… in the One Piece World
The world was shaken by explosive news—
Whitebeard was making a move against two of the Four Emperors.
It became the hottest topic across the seas.
Whitebeard, rejuvenated and brimming with power, had returned to sailing.
At last, he had reached the seas near Whole Cake Island.
One man… a one-man army.
He moved with purpose.
If the world was to be remade, then he would play his part.
He didn't bother with politics or diplomacy.
He simply charged straight into the fight.
His Kenbunshoku Haki (Observation Haki) had already picked up a presence—
Kaido's ship lay just ahead.
"Tch. Those two… a beast with fish-juice for brains and an old witch who survives on her Soul-Soul Fruit…"
"How could they possibly stop me?"
Since cultivating through meditation, Whitebeard's stalled Haki had surged forward once again.
His Devil Fruit powers continued to grow stronger.
He raised his arm.
With a single punch, he struck the sea.
The once-calm ocean erupted in towering waves, propelling him toward Whole Cake Island at lightning speed.
All the sea patrols, lookouts, and snipers in his path—
obliterated.
The island's perimeter alarms blared to life.
Inside the Capital of Whole Cake Island…
Kaido and Big Mom were in the middle of an intense conversation.
"I'm telling you, Kaido—this 'Eternal Religion' is rising fast.
If we don't act soon, we'll be behind."
Kaido scowled.
"Hmph. Like it's that easy.
Shanks and his crew already bent the knee like dogs.
What can we do?"
He slammed a mug down.
Originally, he had planned to ally with Big Mom and destroy this so-called "Eternal God Cult."
But the old hag convinced him otherwise.
"Let the World Government respond first," she said.
"They'll be hit first. We just wait and reap the rewards."
But they had waited a month… and nothing happened.
No movement from the Marines. No resistance from the Government.
Kaido was frustrated beyond belief.
Damn it!
CLANG!
The door burst open.
A soldier stumbled in, covered in sweat.
"Big Mom! Kaido! Whitebeard is here!"
"What?!"
"He dares come here?!"
The two Emperors exchanged a glance.
At the same time, the air outside trembled.
The sky wept.
People screamed in terror.
And then—
"GUHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Two old friends! It's been a while!"
Whitebeard's booming laugh thundered across the sea.