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Chapter 159: Beirut's Troubles!
Underworld.
Yougu Prefecture.
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Linley's true body's physical body was already comparable to a sovereign artifact.
In the state of Dragon transformation.
Linley's physical body was even more formidable to an unimaginable degree.
He ignored the suppression of the gravity space and transformed into a cyan lightning bolt.
His right leg swept out horizontally like a steel whip.
The giant raised his twin axes to block.
"Bang!"
The twin axes instantly shattered into iron filings filling the sky.
Linley's leg ruthlessly lashed against the giant's waist.
The giant's massive body broke directly into two halves, and fresh blood sprinkled across the battle arena.
"What the hell kind of monster is this?"
"Dragon transformation? Is he from the Azure Dragon clan of the Four Divine Beasts Clan?"
The cheers on the viewing platform turned into terrified gasps of cold air.
The news spread across the entire Yougu Prefecture as if it had grown wings.
More and more Experts rushed to the battle arena.
The seventieth match.
The eightieth match.
Linley still stood tall in the center of the arena.
The cyan scales on his body were stained with the enemy's blood, yet there wasn't a single scratch.
Continuous high-intensity battles caused his Battle Intent to climb to the peak.
The ninetieth match.
The opponent was replaced by a Seven-Star Fiend Proficient in soul attacks.
An invisible soul ripple pierced straight into Linley's mind.
Everyone on the viewing platform held their breath.
No matter how strong the physical body is, once the soul is obliterated, one must still die.
However.
Linley only looked coldly at the opponent.
The coiling dragon ring emitted a soft radiance, effortlessly dissolving that soul attack.
"Is that all you've got?"
Linley pulled out the heavy sword behind him.
That Seven-Star Fiend didn't even let out a single scream before being directly shredded into pieces by Sword Qi.
The ninety-ninth match.
The Yougu Prefecture Lord, Monte, could no longer sit still.
He personally came to the viewing platform at the highest point of the battle arena.
The opponent of the one-hundredth match was Monte's strongest subordinate, named Balque.
Balque grasped a dark-red long spear, his eyes filled with solemnity.
He knew very well how terrifying this Azure Dragon clansman before him was.
The battle erupted instantly.
Balque burned all the Divine Power within his body, and the long spear transformed into a venomous snake stabbing towards Linley's throat.
Linley did not dodge or evade.
He gripped the heavy sword with both hands, and the power of the Laws of the Earth converged frantically.
"Black Stone Space!"
The extremely strong gravitational pull instantly adhered Balque tightly in midair.
Linley leaped up, the heavy sword carrying the might to split mountains and cleave rocks as it chopped down vertically.
"No!"
Balque shouted in despair.
The long spear was directly cleaved in half by the heavy sword.
Balque's body turned into a ball of blood mist beneath the heavy sword.
The one-hundredth match.
Victory!
The entire audience was dead silent.
Everyone looked with gazes like looking at a monster at the cyan-scaled youth on the arena.
One hundred Seven-Star Fiends.
Were slaughtered through by him all by himself just like that.
Linley shook off the bloodstains on the heavy sword.
He raised his head, his gaze piercing straight towards the highest viewing platform like a sharp sword.
That was the location where Yougu Prefecture Lord Monte resided.
"One hundred matches have passed."
Linley's voice, wrapped in Divine Power, spread across the entire battle arena.
"Prefecture Lord."
"Next, it's your turn!"
Yulan Continent.
The back mountain of the Dawson Empire imperial palace.
Alan's true body was sitting cross-legged on a white jade stone platform.
His physical body emitted a faint layer of shimmering light.
That was the natural coercion produced after reaching the Overgod Artifact level.
Even without deliberately releasing it, the surrounding space faintly exhibited distorted ripples.
A gentle breeze blew past.
A short figure appeared out of thin air not far from the white jade stone platform.
With a signature mustache and his two eyebrows raised high.
It was precisely Beirut.
Alan opened his eyes, a trace of surprise flashing across the depths of his eyes.
"You're back so soon?"
"I thought you would stay in the Higher Planes for tens of thousands of years before being willing to move."
Without the threat of the Chief Sovereign of Light.
Beirut's Sovereign Avatar finally regained freedom.
Calculating the time.
Only a few hundred years had passed.
For a Lord God, it wasn't even enough time to take a nap.
With Beirut's temperament, he actually returned to the Yulan Continent so quickly?
Beirut unceremoniously plopped down on the edge of the jade stone platform.
He picked up the teapot in front of Alan, tilted his head back, and gulped down a large mouthful.
"Don't mention it."
Beirut wiped the tea water off his mustache, his expression extremely depressed.
"Acting cool was certainly satisfying."
"But the annoyance is also truly annoying."
Alan raised an eyebrow, looking at him with some amusement.
"Who dares to annoy you, Lord Beirut?"
Beirut sighed.
"Who isn't clear now——"
"That you, Alan, are the most terrifying monster between heaven and earth?"
"Able to mobilize twelve shares of Willpower, being the fifth Rule Sovereign, and also my backing."
"Those Lord Gods seeing me are practically more affectionate than seeing their own biological grandfathers."
Beirut shook his head repeatedly.
"The Destruction Sovereign even ran all the way to Youlan Prefecture specifically to invite me for drinks."
"That attitude, tsk tsk——"
Alan chuckled softly.
Strength brings status; this is an unchangeable truth throughout the ages in the Universe.
He beheaded Hulei's Earth Lord God Avatar with a single sword strike.
At the Sovereign Council, he hard-tanked the Destruction Sovereign's Overgod Artifact ultimate move.
Those Lord Gods had long since been scared out of their wits.
Now, who would dare offend the Yulan lineage?
"Since they're all currying favor with you, what are you still annoyed about?"
Alan asked rhetorically.
Beirut hummed twice.
He lowered his voice and leaned in a bit closer.
"What else could I be annoyed about?"
"As for the matter of the fall of the Four Divine Beasts, who in the Lord God circle doesn't know?"
"Back then, I snatched away the four Lord God corpses and conveniently took away four Lesser Sovereign sparks."
Beirut extended four fingers and gestured.
"I refined the Wind Affinity one myself."
"The Water Affinity and Fire Affinity ones are both on you."
He paused, his tone becoming peculiar.
"This bunch of guys is beating around the bush to cozy up to me."
"Every three sentences cannot leave out that final Earth-affinity Sovereign Spark!"
Alan suddenly understood.
Wealth moves people's hearts.
Even high-and-mighty Lord Gods cannot avoid greed.
Many Lord Gods only have one divine Avatar that refined a Sovereign Spark.
If they could manage to get another Sovereign Spark of a different attribute to let another divine Avatar refine it.
They could additionally obtain 1 share of Willpower!
Who wouldn't want to become stronger?
Who wouldn't want to nurture their relatives and friends?
"If they want it, can't you just refuse to give it?"
"With me suppressing them, could they openly rob you?"
Alan picked up his teacup and took a sip.
"That's what you say."
"But keeping this thing in hand has truly become a hot potato."
Beirut rubbed his brow.
He looked at Alan, a hint of helplessness leaking through his tone.
"I came today specifically to discuss this with you."
"How should this Earth-affinity Lesser Sovereign Spark be handled?"
Alan put down the teacup.
"Don't you have any plans of your own?"
"What plans could I have?!"
Beirut widened his eyes.
"You're not unaware of my three sons."
"Those three, Harry and the others, have simply atrocious Law Talents in the Earth, Water, and Fire affinities."
"If we really gave the Sovereign Spark to them, even forcing a refinement would be a waste."
"As for your Dawson Family——"
Beirut spread his hands.
"You said it before too."
"Your parents and brothers have some knack for the Law of Thunder."
"There's simply no chance of becoming a god in the Laws of the Earth."
That was indeed the truth.
The Dawson Family's current peak battle strength was entirely piled up forcibly by resources Alan brought back from the Higher Planes.
Although Gray and Yale refined the netherfruit.
Their main cultivation was also in Water Affinity and Lightning Affinity.
Monroe and Avril hadn't even reached the level of Highgod.
"What about Linley?"
Beirut suddenly spoke up.
"His Talent in the Laws of the Earth is extremely high."
"Furthermore, he is currently bringing Beibei to fight desperately in the Underworld."