At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

"Let's set Inazuma aside for now and go check on Sumeru first." Luo Sheng looked in the direction of Sumeru: "Has the little grass god completely given up on the people of Sumeru and allowed them to seek refuge in other countries? Has their will become so low?"

Chapter 180: Fragments of Phanes, see Narcida

Los Saint's divine sense spread out, sweeping across Mondstadt, Liyue, and the Sumeru Rainforest in an instant.

He has already been promoted to the 'Middle-Rank Great Power God-King' level, and is one of the best among them. With a full-force attack, he can directly cover the entire inner solar system and destroy all the planets except Jupiter.

Even if it is only a wisp of divine thought carrying 'omnipotent divine power' and does not possess any authority, it is still a 'Descendant' according to Teyvat's standards, and a Descendant at its peak, no weaker than the four ruling powers of the time and space of life and death. Even if Fanes is not asleep, he can still slap her twice.

Although the divine sense will eventually dissipate.

"It's all thanks to the Adventurers' Guild; otherwise, given the current situation in Liyue, we really wouldn't be able to traverse such a vast area as Liyue." Luo Sheng sighed as he scanned the mountain roads of Liyue with his divine sense, then pressed his divine sense down towards the area of ​​the Liyue trade routes.

It will deter and disperse all the monsters that have attracted human caravans.

Monsters have no intelligence; they only limit their range of activity based on the strength of their aura.

"Go back, the Mondstadt people have all left." A wisp of blue wind appeared in Luo Sheng's hand and blew towards the humans on the Liyue trade route.

The blue-green breeze would probably be mistaken by the Sumeru people for the voice of the wind god Barbatos.

"Hmm?" Los Saint sensed something and looked towards the sea not far from Mondstadt, at a simple boat carved from driftwood.

A blonde girl was standing on the small boat, desperately using an ordinary iron sword as an oar to paddle through the water. Floating next to her was a white-haired sprite with a Celtic inverted triangle symbol painted on its body.

"Oh~ Little Yellow Hair has woken up recently and is almost at Eagle Soaring Beach." Luo Sheng stroked his chin with a slight smile.

They've come at a really bad time; Mondstadt just left and they're already here.

Did she awaken shortly after Liyue left?

The little blondie awakens in the Liyue region, then gets lost and wanders to Guyun Pavilion, an island in Liyue that Zhongli smashed during the Demon God War, where he fishes Paimon out of the sea.

Then, after a long and winding journey, we finally arrived at Eagle Beach in Mondstadt.

“Power level… very low…” Los Saint glanced at the blond-haired boy and Paimon in an instant. They didn’t notice anything, but he analyzed their situation.

Little Yellow Hair's body is special; it can contain 'medium-level power,' belonging to the body of a Great Power God-King. However, his body is empty; his power and energy have all disappeared, making it like a container that doesn't hold anything.

His mental state also declined significantly, roughly equivalent to the fifth level. Because his mental state was too weak, he was unable to exert the body's inherent power, which in turn limited his mental state.

As for Paimon...

Paimon himself has no power; he's essentially an empty shell... no, more like an 'egg' or 'seed'.

The crown represents 'supreme'.

The Celtic inverted triangle on his body represents 'eternity and extinction' in one corner, 'death and knowledge' in another, and 'the world and traversal' in yet another.

Holy crap, these are all top-tier rules, this is incredible!

Los Saint gambled on his 'divine declaration' that Paimon was definitely one of the fragments of Faenes, and the largest one at that.

Paimon is not Phanes, and Phanes could not be a seed that has not yet hatched, but he is definitely directly related to Phanes.

Paimon's top-tier Rule Seed, Fanes... could it really be gone? No way... my second subordinate of a mid-level Great God-King is gone just like that?

Los Saint withdrew his gaze. He decided to put Little Yellow Hair and Paimon aside for now, since they weren't going anywhere anyway. He would go and deal with the problem of Sumeru first.

On the trade routes of Liyue.

Many caravans travel from the Rainforest of Sumeru to Mondstadt, numbering over 200,000 people, with adventurers and gilded guilds escorting the Sumeru people to Mondstadt.

This includes not only rainforest people, but also many desert people.

Despite the various forms of discrimination and hatred between the rainforest people and the desert people, they have put everything aside and united in the face of the impending destruction of the world.

For people who hate each other to unite, there must be a disaster that requires both sides to unite in order to overcome it.

A blue wind blew through the crowd, carrying with it a sound that filled everyone with despair and despair.

"The Mondstadt people are gone! Was that the voice of the Anemo Archon just now?"

"Why is this happening? We've already come this far! Waaah, do we have to turn back again?"

"Is there not a single deity willing to help the Sumeru people?"

"Waaah, the gods of other kingdoms have all led their people away from Teyvat, but our little Lucky Grass King has not sent a single message."

"It's all our fault; we haven't paid any attention to the Little Lucky Grass King all this time."

"Yes, as instructors of the Order Institute, we have always longed for the era of the Great Tree King and have never believed in the Little Lucky Grass King. It is only natural that the Little Lucky Grass King does not want to care about us."

“The mentor is right. Since entering Amridic Academy, everyone has been talking about the Great Tree King, and has never mentioned the Little Lucky Grass King. He probably doesn’t consider us his subjects.”

"Ah, it's no use talking about this now. Let's move on, to Winter, or to Nata."

"Inazuma is currently experiencing thunderstorms, and the gods of Inazuma do not welcome people from other countries."

"We thought that even without gods, we could make Sumeru the most prosperous country with our own knowledge. Haha, we were wrong."

“We were really wrong. When faced with a great disaster, what difference is there between us, without gods, and stray dogs?”

"Waaaaah, Mommy, have we been abandoned by the gods?"

"Let's go back and ask for the forgiveness of Lord Little Lucky Grass. We can't live without our god."

"But Lord Little Lucky Grass King completely ignores us."

"No, the Little Lucky Grass King has always been helping the Sumeru people, but we have overlooked the help he has given us!" a girl stood up and shouted.

"What? The Little Lucky Grass King has been helping us all along?"

The desperate and dejected caravan members suddenly looked up at the girl being protected by the famous 'Gilded Troupe', the Lion of Blazing Mane.

"Dina Zede, didn't you tell us that the 'Little Lucky Grass King' wanted you to leave Sumeru and seek refuge in another kingdom?" A valiant woman, holding a greatsword on her shoulder, asked in confusion.

“Deshia… I did say that, the Little Lucky Grass King also hoped that the Sumeru people would submit to other countries.” The girl bit her lip and said excitedly, “But, something must have happened to the Little Lucky Grass King!”

“The Little Lucky Grass King is so gentle, there’s no way he would abandon the Sumeru people! Something terrible must have happened… cough cough cough…” The girl coughed repeatedly as she spoke.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, you're still sick." Dixia quickly helped the girl up, because the 'forbidden knowledge' that broke out during the Red King's era three thousand years ago caused countless Sumeru people to be randomly infected with the incurable 'Demon Scale Disease'.

Her good friend Dina Zede is one of the unfortunate ones.

However, Dina Zede was one of the few Sumerian people who believed in the 'Little Auspicious Grass King' since she was a child, and even claimed to have spoken with the Little Auspicious Grass King in her dreams.

"Something must have happened to Lord Little Lucky Grass King that prevented him from taking care of Sumeru. We must return to Sumeru! We must see Lord Little Lucky Grass King!" The girl became more and more agitated as she spoke, her eyes becoming extremely determined.

"Alright, alright, let's go back and find out the reason now. There's nothing we can do if we don't go back now, Mondstadt has left too." Desia sighed helplessly. It was the first time she had seen such a determined look in the eyes of Dina Zede, who had always been a gentle and demure lady.

Speaking of gods... at least the rainforest people have the Little Lucky Grass King, while these desert people are truly stray dogs without any divine favor.

It was during this time of devastation that the rainforest people and desert people came together. In the past, in the common sense of the rainforest people, desert people were synonymous with 'mercenaries', 'outlaws', and 'doing all sorts of bad things'.

Most desert dwellers become mercenaries to make a living, and because of this, they inevitably do some dishonorable things.

"Yes, we must go back! We have to go back! We must find out why Lord Little Lucky Grass King is ignoring us!" A burly man stood up and shouted, his face flushed.

"If we have neglected Lord Little Lucky Grass, then let us apologize for it. Anything is fine, just please don't abandon us Sumeru people."

"Yes! We must go back and find out the reason! The sages of the Order of the Church must know the reason!" A mentor from the Order of the Church stood up and said angrily.

"The sages couldn't possibly be unaware of where the Little Lucky Grass King is!"

At the brink of despair, everyone's thoughts will quickly converge in order to grasp at a straw, especially when there are few straws left to grasp.

“Only in despair will humanity desperately grasp at hope; in ordinary times, hope is the cheapest thing,” Los Saint said calmly, watching the rapidly spreading, agitated crowd.

He played a part in this; he subtly guided the emotions of the Sumeru people, directing them toward the nearest lifeline, which is why their wills were unified so quickly.

Otherwise, most people would prefer to go to other countries, since that is the most direct method.

Xumi City

At this time, Sumeru City was far from its former prosperity; instead, it was quite desolate. Most shops were closed, and some even had their shelves collapsed at the shop entrances.

Although the city was in a state of depression, more than a million people had not yet left, but they had already packed their bags and were ready to set off. Long queues had formed on the trade routes of Sumeru City. Only those who were unable to migrate or could not bear to part with anything remained in Sumeru City, lamenting their fate.

"Nilu, is there anything else you need? If not, let's go."

"Is the Zubair Theater really over just like that?" The red-haired girl wearing a double-horned headdress looked at the completely dismantled stage with resentment.

"Don't worry, Nilu. Even if we leave the Sumeru Zubai Theater, it will continue to operate. It is the culmination of a lifetime of hard work from us dancers and theater professionals."

"Yes, as long as people can still laugh heartily at happy things, we will never let the Zubair Theater disappear."

"Then... let's go. Sumeru, why did things turn out like this?" Nilu said dejectedly, "Everyone said that Lord Little Lucky Grass King wouldn't care about the Sumeru people anymore, why is this happening?"

Although she, like everyone else, had no impression of the Little Lucky Grass King and didn't know what the Little Lucky Grass King thought of the Sumeru people, it was too unacceptable for the Sumeru people to seek refuge in other countries.

"There's nothing we can do. At the moment, only the people from the Order of the Church haven't left yet. They need to move the books and various kinds of equipment from Sumeru."

"Hmph, those people from the Order of the Church are truly despicable. Even though things have come to this point, they still requisitioned most of the camel caravans, leaving the common people to carry only dry rations and walk."

“Those people in the Church of Christ will definitely get their comeuppance.”

The entire city of Sumeru was built on top of a giant tree that was over a thousand meters tall.

The Civic Council, the political center of Mount Sumeru, was built on a giant tree and has existed for over a thousand years.

Sumeru is governed by scholars, and then the academies established by the six major schools of thought radiate outwards to manage the entire Sumeru.

Wisdom Palace

This is the largest institution in the entire Council of Fathers, a place where books, knowledge, and the results of thousands of years of research are stored.

A large number of scholars are anxiously moving their belongings out of the area, but there are so many that even after nearly ten days, they still haven't finished.

Moving the goods out isn't a huge undertaking; the most important thing is to move them out of Sumeru City intact, which is a much bigger task. So far, only a small portion has been safely transported out.

"Hurry, hurry! We have to move to Zhidong right away!"

"And you guys! Slow down! Don't break the knowledge storage jar!"

"Sigh, Nata is clearly closer to our Sumeru."

"Yes, but the conditions on Nata's side are completely incapable of preserving our knowledge."

"Speaking of which, where is the Little Lucky Grass King? The gods of other kingdoms have already appeared and led their people to other worlds, so why hasn't our god shown up yet!"

“That’s right. Even if we’ve only ever worshipped the Great Compassion Tree King, she is still a deity of Mount Sumeru. It would be too much of us to just ignore her like this.”

"What's the point of saying all this now! We still have to go to other countries!"

On the other side, in the office of the Great Sage of the Order of the Church.