'Those chains…' Ramon gulped, unable to breathe properly.
The Martial Gods were among the most powerful nine powers of the Ninth Heaven. This was a truth everyone knew. However, Ramon knew better. They weren't just one of them, they were the most powerful entity. For whatever reason, they chose to keep the facade of their equality with the other eight.
The entire race was an anomaly. They called themselves the Deity Race, but even this was something they had made up. The so-called Deity Race… were just humans, humans who had reached the extremities of cultivation and became so powerful that they no longer deigned to call themselves human. Instead, they called themselves Gods.
The Martial Gods were a power that none but maybe their Dao Gods could understand properly. They had countless Bloodline branches within them, each one seemingly having no relation to the other, and each one capable of reaching the pinnacle of cultivation.
