"This is the reason why becoming a deity is so difficult."
Vivian sighed.
In Middle Earth, there are countless unparalleled cultivation geniuses, who at the last step have no choice but to lower their heads and seek to join a certain power.
The Divine King at the pinnacle has already monopolized all believers, thereby indirectly controlling the entire Divine Realm.
The Divine Realm is described in one sentence: Those who follow prosper, those who oppose perish.
"Ning Fan, if you truly wish to become a deity, it's best to abandon the idea of recruiting your own believers. True unbelievers are almost nonexistent; otherwise, once you attract the covetous gaze of the Divine Spirits, it might lead to a fatal disaster."
Ning Fan was silent. Vivian's words were not at all exaggerated.
A mere silent muttering of a divinity's name can brand one as a potential believer.
With such strict conditions, how could there be true unbelievers?
