A year and a half later, in the royal treasure, located in the deepest section of the city's administrative building, was a woman. She was old and frail, looking like she was at the final vestiges of her life.

However, in contrast, her body seemed heavy, the toughest in fact. The fact that she had been the only one to oversee and protect the royal treasury was a testament to her strength. She was the previous City Lord, the mother to the current City Lord.

During her prime, she had even clashed with a Demon God once. Sadly, it wasn't even a fight. A single hit was all it took to bring her to death's door. But for some reason, the Demon God had let her live. After that incident, she retired and focused on healing her injuries using Water Essences.

Once recovered, she decided to oversee the royal treasury, stepping back from everything. Pacing around the massive hall, she looked at numerous items, sighing as she could feel their past glory.

Most of the items in the place were thought to be brought by the first generation. Each of those items contained boundless might. And now, they were placed in different altars of sorts, one per item.

The old lady arrived before an altar, looking at the sword placed on it. She inched her hand forth, lightly touching it, immediately feeling as if her body was poisoned. Hurriedly retracting her finger, she sighed, 'Just who are our ancestors? There's too much mystery surrounding them. Did they really hail from the legendary immortals? Why did they come here? And why have they decided to settle here? Were they fleeing from something?'

Her thoughts weren't too far, though. After all, the first generation of humans to arrive at the place were cultivators from the God Realm. Except for a few of them who entered voluntarily, everyone else had been forcefully pulled into it.

Left with no other choice, they had to settle in the place and get accustomed to the laws of the place. Of course, all the items in the royal treasury were those the cultivators had brought with them. Weapons, armors, pills, storage rings, robes, and other related things.

To a cultivator, they weren't much, just the items they used on a daily basis. But to a mortal, even the robe was a stellar item. After all, even that had a faint layer of Godly Energy within it. To a mortal, Godly Energy was something wielded by the gods, something they couldn't even touch.

That's why she experienced such a heavy reaction even though she only touched the sword lightly. Had she remained in contact for a couple more seconds, she would have burst into a murky goo.

When Feifei arrived at Layer 3, she had used her sword to kill her foes. Veins had popped on her hand, intending to rip it apart. She seemed on the verge of death for wielding a weapon of the gods as a mortal.

But in the end, the amount of damage she received from holding a weapon of the gods was way less than what the old lady currently faced. It was because of one difference.

Even though she had become a mortal, Feifei was originally part of the God Realm, having high cultivation. She was only forcefully turned into a mortal by the laws of the Sub-Realm. So, the amount of damage she received from holding a weapon of the gods wasn't too much.

But in the case of the old lady, she was a true mortal. If she took a step into the God Realm, just the sheer Godly Energy would render her into dust. So, it was impossible for her to even hold a weapon of the gods, not to mention using it for a moment like Feifei.

At the far end of the treasury were the items brought by the first generation. Once she arrived at the other end of the treasury, the old lady came across numerous Demon Arms that were at the peak of Tier 5. They were the precious resources of their family, and in extension, the city.

The old lady finally arrived before a certain altar, gazing at the horn placed atop it. It was a horn belonging to a Demon God. It was given to her by the Demon God she had faced, left to her after her life had been spared.

It was unknown as to why it did that. The old lady tried to solve the puzzle throughout her life but had failed to do so to date. Just as she was trying to think of another line of thought to research it further, her line of sight fell on a tablet that was positioned farther back.

It was Krune's tablet. Unlike the other tablets, this was the only tablet that had information about the fifth item on the list that could be purchased using Godly Points. Moreover, it also contained other precious information that astounded them.

Its design was also slightly different from the rest. So, all in all, it was kept in the royal treasury for safekeeping. All the information displayed on it had already been noted. And now, since there wasn't any other use to it, they just kept it in one corner of the treasury.

Upon seeing the tablet, the old lady's vision glazed over, thinking of some of the records her ancestors had left behind, muttering inwardly, 'Will I be able to find its mystery before my death?'

While thinking of that, she gently touched the tablet, caressing it once, having done that many times at the start when it was handed over to her. But after failing to find anything new after a while, she eventually stopped probing it.

But now, thanks to her worries, she had habitually touched it, suddenly noticing a new line had appeared.

[Killed one Supreme Demon: Obtained 10 Godly Points]

The old lady stared at it as her eyes widened, causing her to shudder before bolting out of the treasury, "Oh shit!"

Flying above a certain prison that had been rebuilt, remaining invisible, were Krune and Hazak. Staring at the familiar prison, Hazak inquired, "My Lord, why here?"

"There's a score I have to settle here," Krune said in response.