They didn’t even need to think to know that the numerous Lesser Gods and Great Profound Stage cultivators on board were Tu Youfang’s new recruits.0

But then, this wasn’t at all strange. Who among those who’d returned from the Path of the Ancient Gods alive wasn’t among the most exceptional geniuses of their generation? In the eyes of the God Domain’s cultivation factions, those newly advanced gods were naturally worth putting in the effort to recruit. Every organization needed new blood, and even by the standards of the God Domain, those who achieved divinity by themselves elsewhere were the cream of the crop.0

There was no doubt about it. Tu Youfang had taken Su Yi and his companions for newcomers on their way to the God Domain.0

“What do you say, you three?” asked Tu Youfang.0

But before Su Yi could answer, something rumbled like thunder in the distance, shaking the surrounding void. A massive black gourd shifted through space, whooshing through the emptiness. 0

“Not bad, not bad. There are three more sectless new gods here!”0

A group stood atop the black-skinned gourd. Their leader was a red-haired Daoist in imperial robes, and he emanated...0