Naturally, the god who had fallen from the sky was the Dream God.

He was unlucky enough to be the first seriously wounded god, and even unluckier that he had run into the Human Ancestor once more.

Of course, he could not have possibly recognized the Human Ancestor, nor could he have realized that he was actually the child who had once escaped from him.

But even if he had recognized the Human Ancestor, so what?

He wanted to live.

And if he wanted to live, then he needed vitality!

His instinctual response upon seeing the Human Ancestor was to devour him.

Even the Human Ancestor found the situation somewhat comical.

He was abandoning his physical body to be eaten by the Dream God once again.

This time, however, the situation was going to be different.

Last time, he had done so for the sake of survival and to preserve a lifeline for the Immortals.

This time, he was going to take over!

He had once been a Dream Spirit, so in terms of lifesource, the Human Ancestor was somewhat compatible with the Dream God.

As such, after being devoured, the Human Ancestor’s consciousness began to supplant that of the Dream God. As he did so, he was no longer a mere seed, but instead, he became a distinct consciousness hiding directly within the Dream God’s consciousnes...