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Chapter 692: Chapter 368 “Exalting the Divine Kingdom” and “Incredibly Hard to Believe” (Subscription Requested)_1

Milton Cheney’s words fell, and the atmosphere between the four of them instantly turned silent.

After a moment, the silence was broken by the Red Blood Demigod.

“Wraith, I think you’d better give it some more careful thought. Countless demigods die on the White Beach every ten thousand years. How can you be so sure you won’t be next?”

The Red Blood Demigod spoke.

Unlike Cloud Wind Demigod, he truly considered Milton Cheney a friend.

On hearing this, Milton Cheney simply shook his head with a deadpan expression, offering no further explanation.

Should he say that even if he died in this world, he wouldn’t truly perish?

That was impossible, primarily because it was highly unlikely the Red Blood Demigod would believe such a claim, and even if he did, Milton Cheney had no intention of revealing such information.

After all, every plane of existence in which Milton Cheney reincarnated was different from the Spiritual Divine Realm.

Milton Cheney hadn’t forgotten that during his first reincarnation in this world, he encountered a Divine Spirit called the Life Main God.

He still clearly remembered what the Life Main God said to him.

The World Consciousness of this world seemed likely to take notice of him in the future.

When this future would come, Milton Cheney did not know, but he was aware that he should not exhibit too many anomalies in this world.

To this day, that exquisitely beautiful Life Main God was the most powerful being Milton Cheney had seen, both in simulations and in reality.

Yes, the most powerful.

After all, the Realm of a Main God, in Milton Cheney’s estimation, was at least comparable to the Immortal Realm’s Sovereigns, perhaps even stronger.

Cheney shook his head and

figure vanished from the

looked at each other before shaking their

by Milton Cheney wasn’t much

so easy, then the three present wouldn’t still just

demigods was as countless as grains of sand on

as

was only a paper-thin barrier between a ninth-level demigod and a lower True God, but that barrier blocked countless ninth-level demigods like

Red Blood Demigod said with

Cloud Wind Demigod sneered dismissively and, without responding,

…

the blink of an eye, forty-two years

years were inconsequential to Milton Cheney, let

City of

Beach was a special region in the

once every ten thousand years and was originally the divine nest of an upper

no man’s land controlled by the City Lord of the City

several tens of thousands of years, the City Lord would open

a death site for countless ninth-level

over a hundred people had successfully

had given birth to over a hundred

no one truly knows if this location actually aids

assistance, and the numerous demigods who died

it was a gimmick, Milton Cheney did not

to elevate to godhood in this world, so choosing a geomantically favored site might be

all, the end was the same: failure meant

Milton Cheney actually didn’t care about these

was just looking for a place, and White Beach happened to be

“Flying Divine Platform.”

part of White Beach, Milton Cheney