“Let’s go, there’s a big guy waiting,” John activated his Split Void ability again and arrived at Behemoth Quagmlier’s residence.
This creature was much more alert than Dumas and noticed him immediately.
“Hmm, a Behemoth?” Sini exclaimed in surprise, curiously eyeing Quagmlier. This was only the second Behemoth she had encountered besides Dumas.
“Human, are you here to rescue me?” Quagmlier replied, remaining cold and indifferent.
John nodded and said, “First, let’s get you into my World-in-Hand.”
“No.” Quagmlier refused outright, saying, “My lord, don’t worry about me. Just let me fend for myself; it would be a form of atonement for those guys.”
John furrowed his brow, having caught wind of some rumors regarding Quagmlier.
Last time, he had organized the Behemoths to rebel and was captured in that palace located in The Secret Area.
Besides him, the other Behemoths were tortured to death in front of him, which was why he was in such agony.
John replied calmly, “Serving the Shadow Clan isn’t atonement. Stick with me, and I’ll help you take your revenge!”
Quagmlier’s massive form shuddered slightly, and a glimmer of light returned to his eyes.
Clank!
With a loud clank, chains rattled as he knelt before John, saying quietly, “If my lord can truly help me take revenge, my life is yours!”
“I don’t want your life.” John felt a stirring in his heart; he summoned his longsword and struck fiercely at the chains binding Quagmlier.
Clang!
The sound of impact echoed as he stumbled back a step, the chains on Quagmlier remaining completely unscathed.
“What kind of chains are these that can’t be cut?” he exclaimed, astonished.
Quagmlier sighed, “My lord, these are forged from Shadow Ore. Only powerful holy artifacts can damage them.”
“Holy artifacts?” John questioned, puzzled, as he had never heard of such weapons.
He replied, “You’ll have to endure for a few days. I’ll find a way.”
Quagmlier didn’t mind; even if he could never break free from the chains, it wasn’t a big deal to him.
Feeling a surge of determination, John drew him into his World-in-Hand.
“Let’s go rescue Cand-Dragon and the others,” he said, once again tearing open a rift in space to head towards the Spirit Stone mines.
Buzz!
The spatial power fluctuated, and the two arrived at the outskirts of the Spirit Stone mines.
An intense heat engulfed them, revealing a vast mountain range shrouded in flames. “Undying Flame!” Sini gasped, stepping back with a pained expression.
The mountains were filled with rising Undying Flames, and the terrifying heat made it impossible for any life to approach.
Sini, being only a demigod, couldn’t withstand the scorching temperatures of these flames. John, too, struggled to endure it. “You should return to World-in-Hand,” he suggested.
This time, Sini didn’t refuse; in such harsh conditions, she wouldn’t be able to help and would only become a burden.
John pulled her into World-in-Hand and then focused on sensing everything around him. “What a rich source of spiritual power!” he exclaimed in shock. This entire mountain range was composed of Spirit Stone mines.
No wonder the Shadow Star space was so stable. With such immense resources, it would be impossible to destroy this planet without plundering them all.
However, all these Spirit Stone mines were covered by the Undying Flames, and without the peak power of upper-tier gods, one could not withstand the burn of these flames.
“I wonder if this continuous Spirit Stone mine can be brought into World-in-Hand,” John thought eagerly.
However, he hesitated. These mountains were covered in Undying Flames, and since his World-in-Hand was still in its early stages, the rules weren’t fully developed. It probably couldn’t withstand the scorching heat of the Undying Flames.
Right now, the most important task was to rescue Cand-Dragon and Tony.
His spiritual energy spread out, covering the entire mountain range.
Soon, he detected Cand-Dragon’s presence at the foot of the Spirit Stone mountains, where there was a cluster of buildings.
Those living there were all peak upper-tier gods, numbering over seventy thousand. Strangely, these individuals were not from the Shadow Clan.
Peak upper-tier gods were the pinnacle of power on any planet, rarely exceeding three digits in number.
The fact that over seventy thousand strong beings were gathered here meant they must have destroyed countless planets.
If he could subdue all of them, it would be an incredibly formidable force.
Feeling a surge of excitement, John concealed his presence and quickly flew toward the cluster of buildings at the base of the mountains.
It resembled a town, entirely constructed from Spirit Stone, rich in spiritual power, completely shielding its inhabitants from the killing force of Shadow Star. It was truly a
paradise for cultivators.
Not only that, but the powerful beings residing here moved about freely, with many strolling
down the streets, looking relaxed and content.
Compared to those mines, this place was like heaven.
John frowned, sensing that these individuals had chosen to stay here willingly.
It seemed that persuading them would not be easy.
Not wanting to rush into anything, he decided to locate Cand-Dragon and the others first.
“Who goes there!”
Just as he was about to make a move, a furious shout rang out, and a figure shot into the sky, locking onto him with a terrifying aura.
He was a peak upper-tier god of the demon race, clad in a black robe, radiating an eerie aura.
John was somewhat surprised; the Skyline Continent had once seen the emergence of the demon race, but the strongest among them had only been a lower-tier god.
He hadn’t expected that such a weak race could have a peak upper-tier god among them.
It seemed the demon race had been quite powerful back then.
He looked at the man and said casually, “I’m looking for Cand-Dragon.”
“Cand-Dragon?” The black-robed man frowned, his expression wary. “Are you that human
Godslayer?”
“Oh? You know about me?” John was taken aback.
“Hmph! The Shadow Clan has issued a bounty for you. I didn’t expect you to come here to seek
your death!” He sneered and suddenly made his move.
Dark powers surged ominously, and several Dark Orbs materialized around him, ready to
devour everything in their path as they whizzed toward John.
Not daring to be careless, John summoned his longsword, gathering several strands of power,
and struck down fiercely.
Boom!
A loud explosion resonated, and the entire sky shook violently, instantly destroying a large portion of the buildings below.
Numerous figures shot up into the air, all peak upper-tier gods, their terrifying auras filling the space, and they curiously sized up John.
“Hey, who is this little guy? A demigod, yet he can unleash upper-tier god-level power.”
“Looks like a human. Could he be that Godslayer?”
“The one the Shadow Clan is after!” Everyone’s eyes lit up as they turned to John, their eyes gleaming with interest.
“Get lost! I found this guy first!” The black-robed man shouted angrily, launching himself at
John once more.
“This isn’t about who found him first! Charge!” another voice yelled as several figures surged
forward.
“Damn it!” John cursed. These guys were truly despicable.
What shocked him even more was that they seemed utterly loyal to the Shadow Clan, making
it clear that subduing them would be impossible.
Still, he felt no fear; with World-in-Hand at his disposal, killing these guys would be easy.
Just as he was about to act, another figure rushed in from the distance.
It was Cand-Dragon!
“Stop!” he roared, accompanied by a powerful dragon’s roar, positioning himself directly in
front of John to block all incoming attacks.
He looked at John with concern and said, “Kid, how did you end up here? These guys are
ng. I’ll hold them off; you should run.”
“I can handle it,” John replied confidently, scanning the area but not spotting Tony. He asked,
“Where’s Tony?”
Cand-Dragon quickly answered, “He’s up on the mountain, transporting Spirit Stones.”
“Cand-Dragon, I’ve long suspected you had ulterior motives. I didn’t expect you to team up with this human. Everyone, attack together!” The black-robed man, wary of Cand-Dragon’s strength, dared not take all the credit and rallied the others to launch an assault.
Whoosh!
A fierce wind howled, and oppressive energy filled the air as the sky darkened with the onslaught of terrifying power, countless attacks descending.
Without hesitation, John and Cand-Dragon unleashed their Heaven and Earth Transformation
state.
Roar…
The resonant sounds of two dragons echoed as both transformed into their divine dragon
forms.
Buzz!
John immediately activated Return of Ten Thousand Swords, the sword intent humming as a rain of sword light fell from the sky.
“Hmph, a mere trick!” The black-robed man scoffed, summoning several black holes around
him that devoured all the sword light. The black holes trembled slightly, as if they might
explode at any moment.
“Hmm? Such a powerful attack-take this back!” He shouted angrily, and the black holes shimmered with light as countless sword beams shot out, mirroring John’s earlier use of Return of Ten Thousand Swords, but this time they were directed at him.
“What kind of ability is this?” John was taken aback, fully aware of the power behind those sword beams. The elemental laws of earth surged, and he instantly transformed into
Amethyst Battle Armor, shielding his entire body.
Clang! Clang!
The sound of collisions echoed as the armor sustained numerous cracks. Cand-Dragon also found himself in dire straits, hurriedly dodging and defending.
“Damn it!” John cursed, ready to activate World-in-Hand to draw all these foes inside.
“Godslayer, they will destroy your world!” Suddenly, a woman’s voice echoed, and the space around him was sealed, cutting off his connection to World-in-Hand.
John was startled and turned to look behind him.
In the distance, three figures appeared in an instant.
It was Ice Talker, Terran, and the elderly figure from the Underworld Clan, the Emperor of the
Underworld.
“What are you doing here?” John asked the woman, furrowing his brows.
Ice Talker shot him an annoyed glare. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m here to save you. Can’t you even
say thank you?”
With a wave of her hand, snowflakes swirled around them, and the surrounding strong beings
felt an immediate threat, hastily trying to evade.
Those who couldn’t dodge in time were quickly encased in ice as the snowflakes touched
them.
“It’s Ice Talker! Quick, notify the Shadow Clan!” They realized Ice Talker’s immense power and dared not confront her directly, scrambling to send out distress signals.
Ice Talker frowned deeply; she wanted to intervene, but it was too late. Turning to John, she expressed her frustration, “Little brother, you really know how to cause trouble. This place is dangerous; you need to leave quickly.”