After upgrading Soul Technique to level 1000, John’s soul strength had reached the True Soul tier, and he had unlocked a new offensive skill-Soul Impact.
With his current soul strength surpassing that of most tier-seven legendary powerhouses, he could now use Soul Impact to easily kill them.
Only a few tier-seven experts who had cultivated their souls beyond a thousand points could stand against him.
The most terrifying aspect of Soul Impact was its ability to deal irreversible damage to the soul. In other words, if John wished, he could permanently annihilate a player’s existence in the world of Gods.
However, he didn’t plan on using this skill against players lightly.
After reaching level 1000 in Soul Technique, each subsequent level would require 1,000 skill points, yet the increase in soul strength remained only +1 per level.
John decided to stop upgrading Soul Technique for now and shifted his focus to Overwhelming Battle Energy.
[Consumes 100 skill points. Overwhelming Battle Energy upgraded to level 122. Constitution +1, Strength +2.]
…
[Consumes 100 skill points. Overwhelming Battle Energy upgraded to level 442. Constitution +1, Strength +2.]
After using up all his skill points, Overwhelming Battle Energy had reached level 442, but he hadn’t unlocked any new skills.
leaving him slightly disappointed. With no more skill points, he couldn’t continue upgrading. “Sini, go get Armstrong and the others,” John said, turning to Sini, who seemed a bit bored. “Got it!” She nodded and hurried off.
Following the recent monster tide attack, Sini, Armstrong, and Ritchie had all leveled up to tier five, significantly increasing their strength.
John had been keeping a close eye on the level rankings for the past few days and was relieved to see that he still hadn’t appeared on the list.
What comforted him even more was that Toby and his group also hadn’t made further progress in their levels.
This suggested that the Angel Race had only used Toby and his group to complete the task of opening the Faction System and wasn’t actively nurturing them any further.
“Brother-in-law, you wanted to see us?” Armstrong’s face lit up with excitement as he ran up to John, curiosity in his eyes.
Anna and the others followed closely behind, equally intrigued.
Without saying much, John pulled out seven pieces of equipment, laying them out before the group.
The shimmering purple glow radiating from the items exuded a powerful aura.
Their eyes widened in shock.
“Ar-artifacts?!” Armstrong was the first to react, immediately eyeing a fiery red spear, which he grabbed and hugged tightly, afraid someone else might take it from him.
It was the Flame Holy Spear, a low-grade artifact with impressive attributes, including an ultimate skill-Flame Judgment.
Ritchie had his eyes on the spear as well, but he was a step too late. Besides, he already wielded the Diamond Giant Shield, so he couldn’t justify taking another artifact.
“Brother-in-law, is this for me?” Armstrong asked eagerly, looking at John with hopeful
eyes.
John nodded.
Armstrong was overjoyed, then turned to Ritchie with a teasing look in his eyes. “How about a rematch in the arena? Dare to take me on?”
“Who’s afraid of who?” Ritchie, always quick-tempered, accepted without hesitation.
The two headed straight for the city’s arena.
Since the arena battles didn’t result in any permanent losses or death penalties, John didn’t stop them from going.
“Husband, may I choose a weapon?” Sara stepped forward, her eyes locked on a longsword crackling with lightning, her mouth watering slightly at the sight.
It was a low-grade artifact, the Thunder Sword, which required mastery of lightning magic to wield-perfectly suited for her.
“Of course. Feel free to choose whatever suits you,” John replied, as these weapons were meant to be gifts for them anyway.
It wasn’t just generosity on his part; these powerful warriors had already pledged their loyalty to him, and their strength would ultimately benefit him as well.
“Thank you, my love!” Sara beamed as she picked up the Thunder Sword, unable to hide her excitement.
The other women stepped forward as well, eager to select their weapons.
Sini eyed a pair of Crimson Bone Claws, an assassin’s weapon, but their menacing appearance gave her pause.
She preferred the Dragon Fang dagger John had gifted her earlier. After a moment’s thought, she passed on the claws and instead chose a pair of Windrunner Boots.
The boots boosted agility by 1,000 points and came with a passive skill-Windrunner-which allowed her to move silently, an invaluable skill for an assassin.
Each of the women quickly found the perfect gear for themselves, leaving only the Crimson Bone Claws untouched on the table.
John was puzzled. The Crimson Bone Claws were an assassin’s artifact, and both Sini and Bonnie could have used them.
Was it really just because they looked too fearsome?
At that moment, Tanya stepped forward and picked up the Crimson Bone Claws.
The others immediately cast disapproving glances in her direction.
Tanya was the saintess of the dark elf tribe, and her relationship with John had been strained in the past. Now, having just joined his faction, her desire to claim an artifact seemed a bit
presumptuous.
Noticing the others’ reactions, Tanya blushed slightly and quickly explained, “I’m taking these on behalf of Lady Bonnie.”
As she spoke, she handed the Crimson Bone Claws to Bonnie.
The group’s expressions softened. Bonnie had been a great help to Godslayer in the Abyss,
and her receiving an artifact was well-deserved.
However, Bonnie didn’t reach out to accept the claws.
“Don’t you like this gear?” John asked, puzzled.
Bonnie shook her head and looked over at Sini. “Little one, these are better suited for you.”
She could tell that Sini had a close relationship with John, and she didn’t want to risk offending her over an artifact.
Sini smiled warmly and held up her Dragon Fang dagger. “Sister, I already have an artifact. You
should keep this one.”
Bonnie glanced at the dagger in Sini’s hand, clearly impressed. Nodding in acknowledgment, she finally accepted the Crimson Bone Claws.
At this moment, Black Turtle approached John and said, “Kid, just a reminder, even with artifacts, we’re no match for a tier-nine powerhouse.”
Both he and Judy had received artifacts that increased their water elemental affinity, significantly boosting their strength, but they were still no match for a tier-nine opponent.
Bonnie, curious, asked, “Are you planning to take on a tier-nine?”
John nodded. “I sensed the Jade Heart Lotus is in the Orcs’ faction.” “Jade Heart Lotus?” Sara’s eyes lit up. She knew how important the Jade Heart Lotus was.
Only the Jade Heart Lotus could fully remove the Fox Demon Curse from John’s body.
She quickly added, “You’re thinking of asking the two seniors for help, aren’t you?”
John nodded again. “I plan to enter the Abyss.”
He had already refined the Abyss and could summon Tony and Ben at any time.
However, since he was asking for their help, it seemed more appropriate to go there in person.
“John, I want to come too!” Sini said excitedly, immediately showing interest.
The others, however, seemed less enthusiastic.
Especially Sara and her group, who had been trapped in the Abyss for a thousand years and
had suffered enough there. They had no desire to return.
“Alright,” John agreed without hesitation. Now that he had control of the Abyss, bringing Sini
along posed no real danger.
“I’ll leave the world of Gods in your care for now. I’ll be back soon,” John instructed the
group. Then, using his mastery of space, he ripped open the sky, creating a spatial rift.
Holding Sini tightly, he leaped into the rift.
Whoosh…
Wind howled around them as they plunged into darkness. Sini, clearly frightened, clung to
John.
“Don’t worry, we’ll be fine,” John reassured her. He carefully sensed the ground’s location,
ready to activate Sword Flight at any moment.
Buzz!
His longsword hovered in midair, and John, holding Sini, stepped onto it, gently descending
to the ground.
Mist surrounded them, and dark energy surged through the atmosphere.
Sini glanced around and asked curiously, “John, is this the Abyss?”
John nodded, explaining, “The dark energy here can be unsettling. We’ll visit Tony and Ben
quickly and leave.”
“Unsettling?” Sini scratched her head in confusion. “Not really. I actually feel quite
comfortable.”
“Comfortable?” John frowned. The Abyss was designed to imprison enemies, and even tier-
eight powerhouses struggled to withstand the oppressive dark energy. Sini had only just broken into tier-five-how could she tolerate it?
She nodded and opened her hand, causing the dark energy around them to swirl, forming a
vortex in her palm. John stared in disbelief and asked, “Have you mastered Dark Element Affinity?”
Sini nodded, still confused. “Yeah, I’ve got 32 points in Dark Element Affinity. Does it do
anything?”
“Thirty-two points?” John was utterly stunned. Dark Element Affinity was the key to
comprehending the Power of Dark Laws.
Sini had never been to the Abyss before, yet she had already accumulated 32 points of affinity
in the world of Gods.
Her talent was beyond extraordinary, and for the first time, John felt a twinge of envy.
Maybe Sini would be able to grasp the Power of Dark Laws before even reaching tier nine.
“John, can I train here?” Sini asked eagerly.
“Not yet. We need to visit the two seniors first,” John replied, not agreeing immediately. The
Abyss was still filled with unknown dangers, particularly the powerful Abyssal demons
lurking about.
Leaving Sini alone here was far too dangerous.
John activated Sword Flight and, with practiced ease, sped toward the secluded place where
Tony and Ben were in deep meditation.
…
The news of the successful establishment of the Saint Martial Sect faction had already reached
the City of Angels.
Several Two-Winged Angels stood with their heads bowed before Elsa, among them was Lisa,
who had regained her strength and returned to tier seven.
“Are you telling me that this human has mastered the Power of Dark Laws?” Elsa stared at
them, her tone filled with shock and disbelief.
The angels nodded in confirmation.
Elsa turned her gaze toward Lisa, her expression cold. “You knew about this? Why didn’t you
report it immediately?”
Lisa lowered her head in terror, not daring to speak.
She had intended to report it earlier, but she hadn’t been given the opportunity.
“Enough, you may all leave,” Elsa waved them off impatiently, not pressing the matter
further.
The Two-Winged Angels hurriedly bowed and retreated, leaving the grand hall silent once
again.
Sitting on her throne, Elsa furrowed her brows, her face dark with concern.
She had cultivated for thousands of years and had only managed to grasp 1% of the Power of
Light Laws.
But this Godslayer, having been in the world of Gods for less than a year, had already mastered the Power of Dark Laws.
His talent was terrifying, and he had to be eliminated.
She had assumed that this mission would end in failure for the Saint Martial Sect, which was
why she hadn’t bothered sending tier-eight angels to interfere.
But not only had they succeeded in establishing their faction, various races had suffered heavy losses-especially the Orcs and Dark Humans, who had lost four tier-eight powerhouses.