Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 940 517: Heroic Spirit Hall Descends, Dragon King’s Creation Authority

The so-called Divine Country upheld by the Divine is but a half-plane with special rules, still reliant on other worlds with complete rule orders, whereas the Abyss is different, being the remnants left after the destruction of the Material Plane.
Therefore, after a moment's thought, Noah contacted the Hell Legion, which had shifted from offense to defense, who were essentially his adoptive father and mother.
"Do you want it?"
"No."
Selena sternly refused; she originally wanted to be overly greedy, daring to imagine having Casius's hell devour an Abyss layer equal in size.
However, after seeing the continuous dispatch of Demon Lords by the Abyss Will, and even the final appearance of a Demon King, she abandoned this idea.
There's no pride in a temporary capture; the key is whether you can withstand the ensuing counterattack from the Abyss, as the existing threat facing all hells is the invasion from the Abyss.
Though less than a tenth of the Demon Army's power can fend it off, the sheer number of demons, and their relentless attacks, are overwhelming.
"Casius cannot hold off a Demon King now!"
This was Selena's concern, as typical Demon Lords aren't much stronger than a Hell Lord, but the Demon Monarchs from the Abyss are way over the top, and crucially, there is more than one Demon Monarch.
Noah fell silent instantly; although he could block, even severely wound a Demon Monarch in a short time, it was unrealistic for him to directly clash with a Demon Monarch within the Abyss.
"Noah, why don't you try to control it yourself?"
Having raised the Golden Dragon since young, both Selena and even Casius understood Noah's mindset—he was reluctant to let go of the benefits in hand.
Even though the Abyss layer meant little to him, this dragon was unwilling to let go of what was at hand.
"Should I try it myself."
Noah was never stingy with offspring or Servants, as in his eyes, even when giving, it's still his, still his property, just the sustenance mode varies a bit.
Noah seemed ungreedy, but his greed surpassed any Dragon Clan member because he regarded everything within his established Order as personal property, hence his generosity and magnanimity.
For ordinary Dragon Clan beings, it's merely changing the treasure's position in the trove, so why not? But now to make him let go of the Abyss layer in hand is utterly intolerable.
Even if any Material Plane he controlled, including those gradually reviving Dusk Worlds, were more valuable than these shattered ruins, saying the Abyss layer holds no value is naturally impossible.
Within, endless demons can be bred and even rival creatures with Strong Divine Power. For this reason, many Evil Gods have established their Divine Countries in the Abyss.
"Terra, do you need it?"
Noah looked at his second son, who appeared to contribute the most in this war, inquiring about his needs.
As the Death God, placing a Divine Country in the Abyss is conventional; with the famous Nether River therein, all souls from millions of worlds gather in the Nether River, which nourishes the Abyss and births countless demons.
"Father, I am currently tracing that Big Snake impersonating you."
Hearing his father's inquiry, Terramus replied,
"I need a Divine Country."
Noah knew his progeny's situation; he has his fortune in the Void, building a mobile mechanical Divine Country.
Furthermore, targeting the Dragon King as the Dragon God, managing a Divine Country is not significant; whether to place it in the Abyss doesn't matter.
"Looks like it's just me!"
Noah lowered his gaze towards the torn Abyss; with the Dragon King's Power, he could forcibly elevate these broken world ruins, allowing the Dragon Realm to devour and fuse, but is it necessary? How many resources to invest to revive these dead world ruins?
Rather than forcibly fusing with the Dragon Realm, why not establish Order upon these ruins? Moreover, many Dragon-man Battle Groups just arrived; more Dragon-man Armies haven't reached yet, hungry for merits in the Abyss.
Under the radiant Sun, a world, faint and ethereal, emerged.
Heroic Spirit Hall
This is Noah's Spiritual World, inhabited by Dragon-man deceased souls who believe in Noah, unlike those in Divine Countries who provide continuous faith to the Divine, those souls in the Heroic Spirit Hall can do what they wish, though their options are limited.
Boom~
When the Heroic Spirit Hall, harboring millions of zealous souls, descended and opened towards the Abyss, establishing a stable access passage with the layer torn by Noah, the Demon Monarch, with its body regenerated and healed, stood still—a snake head full of greed and malice watching Noah's actions.
Regardless of how these big snakes roared and howled, the main body of the Abyss Monarch stood motionless, hostility and malice from it gradually disappearing.
Upon seeing a Dragon-man holding a spear, clad in golden armor, driving a chariot within the descending Heroic Spirit Hall, the Abyss Monarch gazed at the Sun above the Abyss before turning towards and disappearing into the depths of the Abyss.
The Abyss Will doesn't care about any creature, will, or existence; acts of massacre and war are encouraged by the Abyss Will. It only despises those who attempt to tear the Abyss, yet any violent actions beyond that are tolerated.
Compared to the temporarily calm Abyss, the surroundings of the Heroic Spirit Hall, descended and guided by Noah, were in a frenzy; Dragon-man warriors atop Floating Cities struggled to contain their emotions.
Though all Dragon-men knew and confirmed the existence of the Heroic Spirit Hall, almost no Dragon-men, including the Warband Commanders, have seen it.
The sanctuary accommodating and accepting the venerable spirits who followed Noah's Majesty.
While the real Dragon Realm is beautiful enough, the Heroic Spirit Hall provides closer proximity to Noah's Majesty, enabling constant admiration of His majestic figure, an irresistible honor for Dragon-men, not to mention the high threshold to enter.
Only those genuinely loyal to Noah's Majesty, dedicating their body and soul wholly to Him, exhausting themselves, or perishing in battle earn the right to enter.
"Father!"
"Great Grandfather!"
As one Dragon-man spirit after another appeared in the Abyss, small disturbances arose among the Dragon-man Battle Groups for now without opponents; some warriors recognized their deceased blood kin.
The heartwarming scenes of father-son reunions and great-grandfather-grandchild encounters unfolded across the corpse-strewn, blood-reeking Abyss Battlefield.
Noah, leading and overlooking everything, felt most prominently the overwhelming Power of Faith provided by those witnessing the manifestation of the Heroic Spirit Hall from the Dragon-man Battle Groups.
Once certain death is but a start, a renewal, fear of death vanishes, and one feels scourged to offer everything to one granting such a boon.
"Perhaps, it's time to attempt wielding the Dragon King's Creation Authority."
Strands of unimpeachable Power of Faith, even to the Divine, congealed into hundreds of rivers, forming a vast ocean, surged before Noah, transforming his gaze upon the Abyss below.
For the Divine, the Power of Faith is exceedingly precious; to Noah, it's extravagantly spendable, being the omnipotent power closest to Source Power, capable of turning decay into marvel.