Skyfire Valley.

The rock layers within the valley presented a morbid dark purple.

That was the result of being scorched by the flames surging from underground for countless years.

The air was extremely viscous.

With every breath, the lungs felt as if they had swallowed scorching charcoal fire, and the fire poison was omnipresent.

Here, the auras of Highgods intertwined layer upon layer, like a silent tsunami surging in the dark.

Allen had just stood firm.

Several hostile Divine Senses swept over, sizing him up unceremoniously.

These powerhouses came from various prefectures and commanderies of Hell, and most of them were ruthless characters accustomed to murder and pillage.

In the distance.

On a solitary, precipitous stone pillar stood a burly man over two meters tall, his entire body covered in fiery red scales.

This burly man dragged a long tail like a steel whip behind him, and tyranny danced within his eyes.

"Hey, brat."

The burly man spoke, his voice as hoarse as sandpaper grinding against an iron sheet.

Allen slanted a glance at the other party and did not reply.

He went about looking for a foothold on his own.

This arrogant attitude instantly angered quite a few people around.

In Hell, humility could not buy peace; only fists could decide who had the qualification to speak.

"I am asking you a question!"

The red-scaled burly man leaped forward.

His massive body smashed heavily ten meters in front of Allen like a meteorite.

The ground shook violently.

Several wide cracks spread along the rocks.

"Looking at your appearance, with such tender skin, which spoiled young master ran over to join the fun?"

The burly man sneered.

Several onlooker Highgods nearby also let out harsh derisive laughter.

"Scram right now, and you can still keep this life."

"A little later, and the magma here will have one more floating corpse!"

While speaking, the burly man stretched his muscles and bones.

The scales all over his body opened and closed, making crisp clicking sounds.

In this area, Rhode had quite a reputation.

Although he was only a Six-Star Fiend, relying on the formidable defense of his physical body, he had once escaped with his life from under a Seven-Star Fiend.

But in Allen's eyes.

This kind of trash did not even have the qualification to make him draw his sword.

"Noisy."

Allen finally spoke.

His tone was calm without a trace of ripples.

This calmness.

In Rhode's view, it was the ultimate contempt.

"Courting death!"

Rhode let out an angry roar.

A dense crimson flame rose on the surface of his body.

That flame was not illusory, but a substance condensed from the ultimate Fire Element.

His right hand suddenly lashed out.

That fist brought with it a sharp sonic boom, and the air was instantly evacuated, forming a circle of pale white air waves.

This punch contained the Profound Mystery of Explosion and the Profound Mystery of Fire Body Art.

Rhode had confidence.

Even a Highgod of the same level, taking this punch head-on, would have their divine body shattered by more than half.

However.

Allen didn't move at all.

He merely slowly raised his right hand.

Before the heavy punch capable of flattening a hill descended, he lightly struck out with a palm.

There was no Divine Power fluctuation.

There were no dazzling lights and shadows.

Looking at it, it was just like shooing away an annoying fly.

"Bang!"

A muffled to the extreme collision sound.

Following closely after.

Was the dense sound of bones shattering.

Rhode, who originally had a ferocious face, suddenly bulged his eyes, and the fierce light in the depths of his eyes was instantly replaced by a fear of death.

He felt it.

His right arm, which was sufficient to withstand a high-god artifact head-on, shattered inch by inch like paper the moment it touched the other party's palm.

That power.

Was not any sort of Law attack at all.

But a material power so pure it made people despair.

It was like a planar star with terrifying gravity crashing directly onto his skeleton.

"Pfft—"

The red-scaled burly man didn't even have time to let out a miserable scream.

His stalwart divine body, starting from his right arm, turned into a sky-full of blood mist.

Following closely after.

This disintegration rapidly spread to his chest cavity and head.

Under the eyes of the public.

A notorious Six-Star Fiend was actually slapped into nothingness by this ordinary-looking youth with a single palm.

"Ding."

A fiery red Highgod spark fell to the ground, producing a crisp echo.

Amidst the shattered scales and bloody filth covering the ground, this divine spark appeared exceptionally dazzling.

Death-like silence.

The few Highgods who were still sneering just moments ago were now like ducks whose necks were pinched by someone.

They froze in place.

A piercing chill rose from the soles of their feet.

Slapping a Six-Star Fiend to death in a second?

This kind of strength.

Looking across the entire Hell, only those Seven-Star Fiends standing at the Peak, or even Asura Prefecture Lords, could accomplish this.

Allen bent down.

His fingertips moved slightly, and that divine spark automatically flew into his palm.

He didn't even look at the surroundings, his expression as natural as if he had just picked up a stone by the roadside.

"Is there anyone else who feels that I should scram?"

Allen swept his gaze around.

Those gazes that were originally eager to move instantly dodged away one after another.

No one dared to make eye contact with him.

At that instant.

It was as if what they saw was not a human, but an Archaic colossal beast draped in human skin.

The densely packed crowd originally gathered at the edge of Skyfire Valley subconsciously retreated a few steps.

Brute-forcibly clearing out a large open space for Allen.

"This kind of physical body power..."

In the distance.

An old man hidden in a black robe constricted his pupils slightly.

"Teacher."

"Is that a powerhouse of the Prefecture Lord level?"

Standing beside the old man was a cold and arrogant youth.

The youth lowered his voice, his tone revealing uncontrollable panic.

"I can't see through him."

"Even among those old monsters who have been famous for hundreds of millions of years, I've never heard of this character."

"Such a powerhouse has actually remained unknown all this time?"

The old man shook his head.

Not just them.

The dozen or so Seven-Star Fiends scattered throughout the valley also focused their attention on Allen at this moment.

Their expressions became solemn.

Originally.

They thought that this time contending for the red lotus karmic fire core, their biggest opponents were each other.

Now.

This suddenly intruding variable made them feel immense pressure.

Allen ignored those probing gazes.

He found a relatively flat dark purple rock and sat cross-legged.

Afterwards.

Allen's mind stirred.

A transparent light screen appeared before Allen's eyes.

【heaven rewards diligence system】

【Name: Allen Dawson (Fire God Clone)】

【Energy Realm: Highgod (85%)】

【physical body Realm: high-god artifact (29%)】

【soul Realm: Seven-Star Fiend (99%)】

【Mysteries of the Laws: Profound Mystery of Burning Annihilation (100%), Profound Mystery of Scorching Heat (100%), Flame Space (100%), Profound Mystery of Fire Body Art (100%), Profound Mystery of Explosion (100%), Fire Element (100%)】

【Law Fusion: Six-Element Fusion (51%), Five-Element Fusion (89%), Four-Element Fusion (100%), Three-Element Fusion (100%), Dual-Element Fusion (100%)】

【Ultimate Moves: Scorching Heaven, Annihilation】

Looking at the information on the light screen.

Allen narrowed his eyes slightly, a dark light flashing through them.

The Five-Element Fusion of the Fire Element had already reached 89%.

As long as he obtained the red lotus karmic fire core.

He would definitely be able to advance further and become a genuine Asura powerhouse.