Upon realization, she screamed while wielding her divine power to expel the creature with a torrent of water.

As the winds shifted, the acurate scent within the divine realm gradually dissipated.

Ling, cradling a crystal orb, watched as the murkiness within it slowly faded.

The sorrow etched on her face began to lift.

"We have triumphed.

All void creatures within the divine realm have been driven away.

The spirit doll clan is truly formidable," she declared.

According to the lord of the gods arrangement, the spirit dolls merely needed to hold their ground until her return from battle, proving their strength indeed.

A chorus of miniature sprites erupted in exuberant cries, exclaiming, "Strong! Strong! Strong!" They proudly lauded the eerie doll.

Within the grand structure, the very doll that had come to safeguard the sprites was now encircled by them.

The little sprites danced and cheered as if in tribute to a great benefactor.

Observing the jubilant sprites, Ling Jing Jing, however, did not share in their delight.

Her expression turned grave.

She beckoned a few intermediate sprites to approach.

According to the divine realms classifications, Ling Jing Jing stood at level four while Ling Dau, Ling Urchang, and Ling Pippy were at level three.

Ling Jing Jing regarded her companions, Ling Daufu, Ling Erang, and Ling Pippy.

Above her head, her shimmering aura flickered, emanating a radiant light, enveloping the four intermediate sprites in a protective shield composed of spiritual energy.

Dear friends, Ling Jing Jing began, "Our sprite clan remains woefully weak.

Though we are the pinnacle of combat prowess, we find ourselves outmatched by the most inferior of dolls.

If this continues, we shall forever hinder our esteemed deity.

This should not be the case.

Our mighty deity deserves equally formidable followers.

Our intelligence and strength are insufficient and must be fortified.

We need transformation.

Ling Pippy, eager to contribute, contemplated the powerful followers residing in the divine realm.

glowing beings of immense strength, the highly toxic luminescent mushrooms, and the ferocious luminescent willows.

This divine kingdom, apart from the sprites, boasted formidable entities, especially the great deity.

Yet, memories of the secret concerning Lu lingered, leaving Ling Pippy at a loss for words.

Starting today, I shall establish an extraordinary academy, guiding us all in our cultivation.

The four of us must strive together.

Ling Pippy, once hesitant to speak, now found her voice, embodying a new found maturity.

Chapter 69.

The collection of the god of light quietly.

I have made a discovery.

Perhaps we could.

Phosphorescent toxins, mushroom bombs, communing with nature or trees.

Ling Jing Jing gazed in astonishment at Ling Pippy, as if she had come to know a new side of Pippy.

At the edge of the divine realm, a willow stood resolute, slowly advancing the front line.

The corpses of void monsters littered the ground, being consumed by roots while accumulating.

The ghost dolls fought alongside Lulu, initially hesitant and cautious.

But as the Willow offered assistance, their fighting spirit sword with the Willow's aid, the ghost dolls exhibited significantly enhanced lethality.

Even when their spiritual energy waned, willow branches entwined around them, allowing them to rest and nourish them with the flesh of the void creatures.

However, the Ghost Doll clan clearly refrained from consuming such fair, opting instead to gnaw on the spirit stones they carried.

It was a well-known fact among all creatures that the flesh of void monsters was inedible for them.

The ghost dolls recognized that these beings were indeed formidable, deserving of their status as the kin of the everlasting.

Perched upon the tree were two miniature fairies.

With insatiable appetites, weeping while devouring meat.

To the ghost dolls, it seemed unnecessary to continue eating amid such distress.

Yet they could not stop themselves.

The battle progressed towards the crystal wall, revealing a breach in its structure, an irregularly shaped hole measuring 10 m in diameter.

From this opening, void monsters continued to emerge, but each was swiftly sent back to their demise by Lulu.

Alice called out to Lulu.

Lulu, let us collaborate to seal the crystal wall, lest the void's breath infiltrate the divine realm.

The void toxins are harmful to life.

The operation was straightforward.

infuse spiritual energy into the crystal wall of the divine realm, it would gradually mend itself.

Is that so? Lulu gazed longingly at the outside world.

Although she was satiated, one could never have too much sustenance, especially when food continued to fall abundantly.

This scene mirrored the divine restaurant described by Ling Pippy, where an endless variety of food was always available.

However, on the other side, the ghost dolls insisted that the crystal wall needed urgent repair for the well-being of the divine realm.

Lulu wanted to heed Pippy's advice and not act selfishly, resolved to protect the most revered deity and safeguard the divine realm.

With this thought, she infused energy into the crystal wall, allowing it to gradually heal, leaving only a small aperture.

At last, unable to resist her yearning for the void creatures, Lulu plunged a branch deep into the hole, intertwining it with the void and the crystal wall.

After this action, she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, and slowly the willow succumbed to slumber, taking root at the boundary of the divine realm.

Alice, witnessing this harrowing scene, was left in stunned silence.

In her heart, she marveled at Lulu, realizing she was a force to be reckoned with, surpassing even the fiercest of beings.

It was then she understood that true strength lay in such acts, using one's own body as a vessel to fortify the barriers of the divine realm.

Alice was filled with profound reflections, as was Suzie Ha.

The elegant plague doctor following her praise of intent created yet another whimsical notion of wanting to become a divine being's companion.

The extent to which one feels shameful when expressing themselves online is truly remarkable.

Such commendations are typically reserved for moments of online frenzy where one can hide behind anonymity and indulge as a fervent fan passionately articulating their thoughts.

Conversely, when the followers recite divine language aloud, the level of embarrassment escalates even further.

The crux of the matter is that these individuals employ an exquisitely earnest tone, accompanied by graceful gestures, rendering their utterances akin to refined praise rather than mere nonsensical chatter.

Fortunately, this group of followers lacks sophistication.

Unlike the realm of Suzi Han, where every devote is well-versed in divine language.

Only Suzi Han comprehends the nuances of their speech.

The only one who feels a hint of shame is Suzie Han, perhaps joined by the system assistant, Lon Lon, who remains silent, likely devoid of any feelings of embarrassment regarding her role as an assistant.

Out of sight, out of mind.

and what one does not hear is bliss.

Suzi Han curtailed the followers exuberant cheers and began to escort them home, eager to send them away promptly.

This was not merely for the sake of these unpredictable plague doctors, but also for the loquacious deep sea worm leader and the mindless, frenzied army of deep sea worms.

If the worms were not swiftly dispatched after the war, they would surely become a nuisance.

The teleportation array activated and the followers evacuated in an orderly fashion with the deep sea worms being the first to depart as everyone made way for them.

Evidently, there was a palpable sense of disdain.

Among them, the dark dragon exhibited the most aversion, its body language unmistakably conveying its feelings.

The dragon paid no heed to the worms, and had it not been for the need for a united front, it might have unleashed its fiery breath upon them in an instant.

The three-headed hellhound showed no reaction.

Any deep sea worm that accidentally ventured too close was promptly incinerated.

The plague doctor skillfully avoided the worms, executing an elegant dance of evasion.

The dark knight sat at top his skeletal steed, propping his feet up to avoid contact with the worms, though everything else remained quite normal.

If you do not mind, perhaps it hesitated, leaving the latter part of its sentence unspoken.

The desire to seek refuge was swallowed back, for it was acutely aware that deep sea worms are a race loathed by many deities and beings.

The dragon was fearsome towards them.

The plague doctor regarded them as carriers of disease.

And while the dark knights displayed less overt disdain, they still sought to avoid contact.

It worried that voicing such thoughts might put the esteemed deities in a difficult position, potentially dissuading the benevolent deity from ever employing them again.

Respected Lord Hong, we take our leave and we look forward to our next meeting.

The deep sea worm leader greeted, mimicking the elegance of the plague doctor.

Its massive body wriggled awkwardly, appearing somewhat out of place.

The departure of the deep sea worms spanned three natural days.