Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 533 -533-An Invitation from the Deity of Tianshan

With the three mighty Primogenitors vanished, Styx Sector stood completely defenseless under the crushing advance of the Crossbridge Empire!

Once the Eternal Sunfire War God Apollo had personally struck down titans like Thomas and the other Sage Masters, the leftover powerhouses in Styx Sector simply gave in or scattered in retreat.

In the end, as the Upper Three Clans' unstoppable force crumbled, nothing remained for them except a frantic dash toward the Central Universe.

"Grandpa, Primordial Sword City has fled. We don’t need to keep running!"

The young girl gazed up at the elder in his simple hemp robes, her face beaming with joy.

All along, their constant evasion stemmed from dread of Primordial Sword City—due to the hidden truth of Sacredwood Settlement they bore within.

Now, with Primordial Sword City’s Primogenitor captured and dragged away, no threats loomed over them any longer.

Still, the hemp-robed elder shook his head firmly. "This is just the start!"

"This starfield might soon turn into a barren warzone. If the Dark Abyss gets breached... and that entity bursts out, I fear it will slaughter endless lives throughout this whole starfield."

"...Come on. We’re heading to the Celestial Light God Realm!"

The young girl remained puzzled.

Not even the survivors of Sacredwood Settlement knew the precise spot of the Dark Abyss. The very reality of the sealed being inside was an even deeper enigma.

But the hemp-robed elder offered no more words.

This served as a caution from that ultimate being!

For now, he simply aimed to lead the young girl away from this chaotic domain.

Styx Sector’s massive turmoil had undoubtedly alerted the Starfont Divine Court by now.

The clashes here were nothing more than a prelude.

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In the heart of the starfield.

Alvin observed the empire’s forces drive further into the sector, sinking into prolonged quiet.

The emergence of armies wielding time, space, curse, soul, and various other powers forced him to grasp that the enigmas and secrets cloaking the imperial ruler far exceeded anything he had witnessed or conceived before.

Yet, at his present level and insight, he couldn’t even glimpse the faintest hint.

The very being of the Eternal Sunfire War God Apollo had slipped beyond the reach of his foresight.

"My lord... that Pantheon—do you know its true origins?"

Lucio ventured to inquire.

Alvin let out a quiet sigh. "It is... extraordinary."

He fixed his gaze on the spot where Pantheon had disappeared. After a lengthy contemplation, he declared:

"You all manage the rest here on your own. I must head back to the Celestial Light God Realm."

"Because of Pantheon?"

Alvin gave a nod, showing no secrecy to Lucio and Philip.

The chaos in Styx Sector was all but resolved. With Apollo and the legions of time and space securing the area, no power in this starfield could challenge the empire anymore.

What lay ahead for the empire—

was the Divine Court’s undivided scrutiny.

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Celestial Light God Realm—inside the Twelvefold Holy Temple.

Currently, the grounds of the Twelvefold Holy Temple buzzed with far from calm.

Besides the saintesses, divine maidens, and princesses from subdued groups, spirit maidens from SpiritSong Kingdom, along with stunning women from the Celestial Light God Realm and Eastern Starfield, had been chosen and ushered in—almost overflowing the chambers on every floor.

Save for a handful of key temples left untouched, the other tiers had been organized step by step.

An Imperial Gate connecting to the lower realms stood fully built.

Empowered by ancient Sage Lords, Eura Continent and the Celestial Light God Realm now lay divided by just one portal. This entrance rose close to the Gold Giant Gate. In times of crisis, those involved could step into the Divine Sanctuary whenever needed to seek an audience.

Furthermore—

Aurek noticed that the remains of the fallen Primordial Giants, fused with chaotic origin, had spawned bands of fresh continents encircling the outer edges of the Starlight Colonnade!

During the last month, Belinda’s abdomen had swelled quite visibly.

Having gained the time attribute, Aurek employed regional time-flow tweaks and sped up Emperor Points usage to push forward, finally shattering into genuine Sage Lord rank.

Nevertheless, regarding quasi–Empyrean Sanctum, Empyrean Sanctum, and even loftier stages, he sensed a massive barrier ahead.

For one, the Emperor Points needed had ballooned to an immeasurable cosmic sum.

For another, this delved into profound universal principles—fate-lines, fate proper, and the River of Fate itself.

Few had ventured down that path, and shared wisdom was even scarcer.

So, he halted temporarily, focusing on firm consolidation and steady buildup.

Then came the spoils from the Styx Sector conquest—rewards so lavish they defied reason.

He pulled in over ten thousand trillion trillion Emperor Points!

Without delay, Aurek focused on enhancing the authority of the time summoned troops.

The dread of time went beyond just the unseen scythe of ages felling foes invisibly—

its true might lay in how time control could vastly aid breakthroughs.

Be it Lucy, Gloria, Belinda, or the rest, blessed by time’s grace and fueled by prime resources, their levels skyrocketed.

Their gifts shone brilliantly. Every one had surged to Sacred Envoy rank, outpacing hordes of rivals.

One had to realize: for elites beyond the Holy Temple to climb to Divine Oracle, it typically demanded tens of thousands—or even hundreds of thousands—of years in secluded practice and growth.

Countless souls languished eternally at quasi–Sacred Envoy rank, like Bumet and Bolink.

But trailing Aurek, in mere fleeting years they had attained this height— a feat so astonishing it seemed like fantasy.

Yet nobody saw it as odd.

To begin with, aligning with Aurek tied one’s destiny to his—fate had already shifted.

Next, they drew on the empire’s immense national fortune and might as support.

Finally, endless supplies and top-tier breakthrough techniques stood at their command.

All these factors could ignite jealousy in any onlooker.

After a short spell of unrest, every group inside the Celestial Light God Realm had fully bowed to Crossbridge Empire. They vied fiercely for spots within its ranks.

Even bold prodigies full of arrogance—like Nalodebi and Vivien—cast aside a mighty figure’s pride to join the Divine Sanctuary in service.

Pursuing gain and shunning peril—that drove all humanity.

Crossbridge Empire resembled an immense war vessel poised to sail the vast unknown, while they drifted like mere leaves in a shallow pool.

To evade the brewing tempests—to avoid lagging in the oncoming age—

the sole path was to grasp that vessel: Crossbridge Empire.

As the authority of the time summoned troops kept rising, mastery over time grew increasingly fearsome.

[Time Summoned Troops Authority upgraded to Level 21. Each day, you may nurture 13,107,200 Level 21 time summoned troops.]

[Emperor Points required for next upgrade: 8,000 trillion trillion]

[Note: Level 21 time summoned troops possess strength comparable to Divine Oracle Level 1...]

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"The entity upon Heaven-Pillar wishes to see you, Brother Aurek."

Sophia approached Aurek.

Aurek’s eyebrows rose in surprise.

Sophia clarified, "That presence counts among the gods honored in the Pantheon."

"To join the Pantheon and earn worship as a deity, one needs at minimum quasi–Empyrean Sanctum attainment, plus comprehension of the River of Fate."

"Your Majesty has reached Sage Lord rank. Exchanging thoughts with such a figure could let you grasp fate-lines, enter the quasi–Empyrean Sanctum realm, and maybe even peer into Empyrean Sanctum’s secrets."

"Did you set this up?"

Aurek eyed her.

Sophia affirmed with a nod, hiding nothing.

Aurek made no objection.

Delving into fate and worldly enigmas would sharpen his grasp of fate—

while letting him test the real essence of that enigmatic power.

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