Celebration

The moment Roy fully comprehended the profound mystery of the Law of Gravity Space was also the moment he completely fused "Earth Element" and "Gravity Space."

In other words, Roy was now a Mid-level God who had completely fused two profound mysteries of laws. His strength was comparable to that of a High-level God, reaching the level of a "Three-star Devil."

During the more than hundred years Roy planned to spend in secluded cultivation, news that the Morgan Tribe would hold a celebration for Roy over a hundred years later spread throughout the surrounding tens of millions of kilometers.

In Hell, if one did not want to be bullied, one had to show one's fist to the outside world. Only by letting everyone know that you were not easy to bully would no one come to bully you.

Therefore, whenever someone became a god or a God-level expert joined, tribes generally held a celebration to let the outside world know that their tribe had grown stronger.

With Laurent Morgan, a High-level God, the Morgan Tribe already counted as a large tribe within a radius of tens of millions of kilometers.

Now that the Morgan Tribe had gained another Mid-level God, and one who had become a god less than a thousand years ago, outsiders were exceedingly envious of the Morgan Tribe.

A Mid-level God within a thousand years, so long as they did not fall, had hope of becoming a High-level God within a hundred thousand years.

And for God-level experts who possessed Eternal Life, was a hundred thousand years really long?

Not to mention God-level experts—even among Saint Domains, quite a few had lived for millions of years.

Thus, after receiving invitations from the Morgan Tribe, the surrounding tribes all began preparing congratulatory gifts.

At the same time, everyone was extremely curious about what kind of person Roy was, to become a Mid-level God within a thousand years of becoming a god.

They only hoped Roy was not someone obsessed with power. Otherwise, once Roy advanced to a High-level God, the surrounding small and medium-sized tribes would be in danger.

Roy, who was cultivating in seclusion, paid no attention to the outside world and instead began cultivating according to his plan.

First, after advancing to a Mid-level God, Roy's soul could enter deeper into the ocean of divine power through his godspark and absorb Mid-level divine power.

Using Mid-level divine power to strengthen his body could raise it to the level of a Mid-level God Artifact, increasing both his physical attack and physical defense.

Second, develop his own law techniques.

Comprehending laws and fusing laws could both bring increases in strength.

But developing techniques that could fully unleash the might of laws, or even multiply that might severalfold or dozens of times over, improved one's strength no less than fusing laws did.

Take Linley, the protagonist of Coiling Dragon, for example. As a Mid-level God, he fused three profound mysteries of laws yet possessed only Four-star Devil strength. But after learning Leisjing's ultimate technique, "Purple Crystal Space," he was capable of matching a Six-star Devil. After fusing four profound mysteries of laws, he was no weakling even among Seven-star Demons. Combined with the strength of his body after Dragonization, he could rival an Asura.

Roy also had several templates for developing techniques.

Gaara from Legend of the Eyes was incredibly skilled with sand, and the Magnet Release of the Third and Fourth generations could also serve as references.

Then there was Old Sand from King of Relationships. His Devil Fruit ability was not only spectacular, but its destructive power was top-notch as well.

These people were the best templates for Roy to develop ultimate techniques based on "Earth Element."

As for techniques based on the Fusion Law of "Gravity Space" and "Earth Element," Roy had likewise found corresponding templates in Legend of the Eyes and King of Relationships.

What Roy needed to do now was develop these techniques according to those templates.

The greatest fear in cultivation was having no direction.

With the wrong direction, even cultivating for hundreds of millions of years would only lead one farther and farther astray.

With the right direction, even a small step forward could surpass the bitter cultivation of others over tens or hundreds of thousands of years.

And Roy, who had lived two lives, lacked neither cultivation directions nor imagination.

The feeling of gradually bringing his once-favorite techniques into reality utterly absorbed Roy.

It was only when Alva came to notify him that Roy realized more than a hundred years had passed just like that.

"Hahaha, sorry about that, Brother Alva. If you hadn't come, I would've forgotten all about it."

After leading Alva into the palace, Roy apologized to him with a face full of embarrassment.

"You..."

Seeing Roy covered in dust, Alva shook his head, then gave a wry smile.

He was already a god. With a sweep of Spiritual Sense, he could instantly clean himself completely.

For Roy to look like this, he could only have been so immersed in cultivation that he had forgotten even to take care of his own hygiene.

Once upon a time, Alva had also gone through such a period.

Unfortunately, after time passed and he could not feel even the slightest improvement for tens or hundreds of thousands of years, Alva gave up cultivating and focused on managing the Morgan Tribe.

Laurent Morgan, the Patriarch of the Morgan Tribe, had promised him that as long as Alva remained in the Morgan Tribe, he would definitely buy Alva a Fire Element High-level Godspark within a Million Years, allowing Alva to refine it and become a High-level God.

"Come on, the celebration is about to begin."

After Roy had tidied up his appearance, Alva took him toward the Morgan Tribe's plaza.

"So many people?"

Before even reaching the plaza, Roy was startled by the number of people currently in the Morgan Tribe.

More than a thousand years ago, the Morgan Tribe's total population had been only a little over three thousand. Yet now, among the people entering Roy's sight, there were at least thirty thousand, if not fifty thousand.

Of course, the "people" here referred to "people" with Saint Domain strength or above. Those below the Saint Domain did not have the right to be called the tribe's "people." They could only be considered the tribe's "slaves," mining ore for the tribe day and night and contributing to its prosperity.

Of course, if any "slave" broke through to the Saint Domain, they could cast off their slave status and become one of the Morgan Tribe's "people."

Naturally, while there were tens of thousands of Saint Domains, there were far fewer God-level experts.

With a sweep of his Spiritual Sense, Roy sensed that there were currently more than thirty God-level experts in the Morgan Tribe.

Seven of them were gods from the Morgan Tribe whom Roy knew. Though he had never met the others, he had heard of their reputations.

"Hahaha, the star of today's banquet has arrived."

As Roy's Spiritual Sense spread out, someone quickly noticed it.

Everyone had been neighbors in Hell for millions of years at the longest, and around ten thousand years at the shortest. They were basically all familiar with one another.

Now that an unfamiliar Spiritual Sense had suddenly appeared, everyone quickly guessed who it was.

Hearing Laurent Morgan's greeting, Roy and Alva stopped walking slowly and flew directly to the highest point of the plaza, landing before Laurent Morgan.

"Lord Laurent."

"Lord Laurent."

After the two greeted Laurent, he took Roy's hand and introduced him one by one to the God-level experts who had come to celebrate for him.

"Hahaha, Roy, let me introduce you."

Laurent pointed at a red-haired young man. "This is Charles of the Zacharias Tribe, a Fire Element Mid-level God. Before you, Charles was the greatest genius to emerge within tens of millions of kilometers over the last ten thousand years."