Taesan examined his own body.

Something invisible, like a membrane, surrounded him.

The power contained within it was not of this world.

It belonged to the High God.

“What is that?”

Beldenkia asked, his face incredulous.

“It’s not just some simple force or concept of rank. What kind of power did you obtain?”

“Power of the High God.”

Taesan briefly explained. After hearing this, Beldenkia’s pupils widened, and then a hollow laugh escaped him.

“Denial of the laws themselves? What nonsense…”

That was not something easy to accept.

“So, does that mean no one can interfere with you now?”

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