Even if a Divinity Transformation Daoist Monarch were to descend here, without transcending the rules of the Divine Kingdom, they would eventually be corrupted by the endless Power of Faith, slowly losing their true heart, ultimately becoming part of the Land of the Gods, forever chanting sutras and hymns here, adding a negligible amount of strength to the Divine Kingdom.

However, in the face of Lu Yan's Unchanging characteristic, everything is as fleeting as passing clouds.

The core power of the rules, nurtured for tens of thousands of years, seemed as if met with a natural enemy, unable to leave the slightest trace on Lu Yan. The murmurs of faith were clamorous but could not shake his steadfast Dao heart, that had endured countless version updates.

Lu Yan moved forward towards the Central Divine Kingdom, where countless core rules intertwined around him, tirelessly trying to break through the Unchanging characteristic, yet to no avail.

The void trembled, and faith disintegrated. Under the power of the Unchanging characteristic, the core rules of the Land of the Gods shattered like bubbles, the once unassailable bastion of faith now as fragile as thin paper.

Wherever Lu Yan passed, all faith returned to nothingness, like stains on a pristine white tablecloth.

The once flawless Land of the Gods finally revealed its flaws at this moment.

The Land of the Gods was restless, and above the sky, majestic bell tones resounded like the sound of the Great Dao throughout the Divine Kingdom and beyond.

"Buzz!!!"

The sound of the bell was not just a sound, but an invisible rule. Each chime seemed capable of penetrating time and space, igniting the fires of war at that very moment.

At the peak of the firmament, powerful demigods hovered above the sea of clouds, their forms shrouded in resplendent divine light, flickering in and out of visibility.

With the awakening of the Land of the Gods, each demigod was blessed by the Divine Kingdom to a pinnacle state never before achieved in their lifetimes, each resembling a dazzling star, emanating an awe-inspiring pressure.

They gazed down upon all beings, their vision cutting through the layers of clouds, reaching every corner of the Divine Kingdom, as if all-seeing, all-knowing.

The light of the demigods' faith intertwined, like ten suns across the sky, illuminating the entire Divine Kingdom as if it were broad daylight.

The brilliance was not just bright; it could cleanse the hearts of the believers, reinforcing their devotion to the gods. Each beam of light could guide lost souls or punish the heretical who betrayed.

Between each circular wall of the Divine Kingdom, millions of spirit armies assembled.

They had long transcended the shackles of the flesh, becoming pure embodiments of faith. Each spirit glowed with a faint but unwavering light, like stars in the night sky.

When gathered together, those countless starlights condensed into unmatched flames of faith, burning and boiling, aiming to devour all beings disrespectful to the gods.

The fire of faith continued to grow, constructing apocalyptic scenes in the void—mountains overturning, earth cracking, living beings desolate.

It seemed that with just one command from the gods, this mighty flame of faith would pour down, turning the entire Great Destruction Realm into ashes, causing all non-believers to disintegrate in this holy wrath.

At the forefront of the ten suns across the sky, a powerful figure who had reached the zenith of demigod status issued a severe inquiry.

"Underworld Envoy, trespassing into the realm of the Divine Kingdom without permission, desecrating the faith of the gods.

Such heresy is to be judged!"

With these words, in the sky above, the light of faith from the ten suns across the sky began to merge with the fire of faith from the spirit army, causing the elemental energy of the world to tremble, and rules to ripple through the void.

Countless points of light converged like stars, gradually forming a sacred and terrifying giant sword, suspended above Lu Yan's head, exuding an oppressive pressure that suffocated one's breath.

This Divine Sword was inscribed with several rules: Order, Judgment, Sanctity, Destruction... intertwined as one, seemingly to slay Lu Yan upon this spot.

The Divine Sword slowly descended, everything around Lu Yan seemed suppressed. This was not the core rule of a Version Fragment, but a cohesion from the power of demigods and spirit armies, something even the Unchanging characteristic could not exempt from.

It seemed as if in the next moment, Lu Yan would utterly perish.

Yet, facing such a terrifying scene, Lu Yan's expression remained calm, merely uttering six words.

"Activate, Version Update!"

With those words, the entire world seemed to halt in an instant.

The rules began to change. This shift was not gradual but was an abrupt, deeply rooted distortion.

The foundation of the Land of the Gods, the faith rules that upheld the entire Divine Kingdom, at that moment, like the strings of an invisible harp, plucked, emitted discordant vibrations.

The heavens trembled, countless ripples surfaced in the void, like a shattered mirror, layers of reality's façade began peeling away. That was the foundation of the Land of the Gods swaying, the power source of all demigods and spirits violently shaking.

The demigods suspended in the sky sensed this change, their Divine Bodies beginning to tremble, the golden light of their faith dimming and becoming unstable. The previously resplendent light as the ten suns across the sky now wavered like candles in the wind.

A hint of unease and bewilderment appeared on their faces for the first time, a fear of the unknown, an instinctive reaction to their foundation shaking.

Millions of spirit armies bore the brunt of it; their very existence dependent on the faith rules. At this moment of rule distortion, their forms became illusory.

Some spirits even began to dissolve, turning into spots of light integrating into the void, as if they had never existed.

The distortion of faith rules affected not only the gods and spirits but also shook the foundation of the entire Divine Kingdom itself. The seven circular walls began to sway, groaning under an unbearable weight, like structures in an earthquake.

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