Patur

Three thousand years ago, after Yasen entered the Saint Domain, he unified the entire Human Race and established Yasen City, providing shelter for all humanity.

To raise the overall strength of the Human Race, Yasen made the Battle Qi secret manual he had created public and personally guided humans in their cultivation.

Several of the Human Saint Realm experts of today were his students.

As the Human Race gradually grew stronger, its population also increased, and it needed more and more land.

Yasen led Human Race experts to Noah Continent and secured broader lands for humanity to live on.

Although Noah Continent was barren compared to Sacred Tree Continent, and they still had to fight the Beastmen branches, it was enough to ease the Human Race's land crisis.

From then on, regardless of how the human kingdoms on Noah Continent changed regimes, every king had to be crowned in Yasen City upon ascending the throne.

To the Human Race, "Wind Sage" Yasen was their most important pillar.

The Silver Dragon flew over Yasen City.

Andres and the others did not enter Yasen City, instead flying directly toward the Holy Alliance.

The Holy Alliance was located in the center of Sacred Tree Continent, just south of the Sacred Tree.

The entire Sacred Tree Continent was divided into north and south by the Sacred Tree at its center.

To the north lay the territory of the Beastmen.

To the south lay the territory of the Elves.

The Human Race belonged to the Elves' side. Yasen City stood at the easternmost edge of Sacred Tree Continent, at the border between the two factions. With the Elf Race at its back, it faced the Beastmen to the north.

After passing over Yasen City, the Silver Dragon continued westward.

Sacred Tree Continent spanned hundreds of thousands of li. Even at the Silver Dragon's speed, it would take at least ten days to fly from the far east to the Sacred Tree in the center.

At the center of Sacred Tree Continent, a vast forest grew around the Sacred Tree.

The forest stretched in a long strip, more than ten thousand li from east to west. It was narrower from north to south, but still spanned over a thousand li.

This forest was called Sacred Tree Forest. It was one of the dangerous regions of Sacred Tree Continent, home to countless powerful magical beasts, and also served as a buffer zone between the Elves and the Beastmen.

While Andres and the others were heading toward the Holy Alliance, a figure hovered above Sacred Tree Forest.

He was a man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, broad and powerfully built, with short red hair. Even beneath his skin, a faint red glow could be seen, as though his body contained blazing flames.

The man was watching a battle below.

The combatants were a human man and a magical beast.

The human man looked to be only thirty or forty years old. He was fairly handsome, tall and well-proportioned, with short black hair that stood like steel needles.

He was covered in wounds and blood, wielding a longsword as he fought a magical beast.

The magical beast was a massive black bear over ten meters tall, its body covered in purple stripes.

A Peak Level Nine magical beast—the Purple-Striped Black Bear!

Among those of the same level, magical beasts were stronger than humans because their physical strength far surpassed that of humans.

For a human to defeat a magical beast of the same level, they had to possess greater insight into their realm.

At this moment, the human man and the Purple-Striped Black Bear were locked in a fierce battle, neither able to gain the upper hand. Clearly, the human man was no ordinary Level Nine Warrior, and his understanding of his realm was considerable as well.

But as time passed, the human man's Battle Qi was greatly depleted, and he gradually found himself unable to continue.

Meanwhile, the Purple-Striped Black Bear remained full of vigor.

Anyone could tell that if this continued, the human man would definitely lose.

ROAR!

With a wild roar, the Purple-Striped Black Bear swung its enormous paw at the human man.

The human man raised his sword to block.

With a sharp crack, the longsword in his hand snapped.

Just as the man was about to die beneath the Purple-Striped Black Bear's claws, the red-haired elder hovering in the air prepared to intervene.

But he quickly stopped, shock and delight appearing on his face.

At that critical moment, the human man below suddenly erupted with incomparably powerful Momentum. His Battle Qi surged in an instant, and his broken sword actually sliced straight through the Purple-Striped Black Bear's paw before piercing directly into its eye, killing it in a single blow.

Vigorous, surging Battle Qi enveloped the man's body, rapidly healing his injuries.

His eyes shone with incomparable excitement. Slowly, he rose into the air and began to fly!

"Patur, congratulations on entering the Saint Domain!" The burly elder with short red hair stood with his hands behind his back, smiling at the injured middle-aged man before him as though looking upon an accomplished junior.

"It is all thanks to Lord Abad's guidance." Patur bowed respectfully to the burly elder, Abad.

If Trevor had been here, he would have recognized the burly elder as the famed Blazing Sword Saint of the Human Race, Abad, while the injured middle-aged man was Patur, the Ninth Prince of the Oga Kingdom.

Patur was no longer Level Nine. His ability to hover in the air clearly revealed his identity as a Saint Realm expert.

"Cultivation depends on oneself. I brought you here for experience this time, and you were able to break through your final bottleneck during your battle with the Purple-Striped Black Bear, comprehend the realm of Drawing Upon Heaven and Earth, and enter the Saint Domain. That is because of your own ability," Abad said with a smile. "Besides, you are now in the Saint Domain as well. There is no need to call me Lord."

Patur said solemnly, "Lord Abad, you have guarded the Oga royal family for nearly a thousand years and guided me into the Saint Domain. You are the great benefactor of our family. How could I address you by name?"

Abad was greatly gratified by his words.

"Your ancestor and I were sworn friends who had faced life and death together. A thousand years ago, I helped him establish the Oga Kingdom. Later, I entered the Saint Domain and gained an unlimited lifespan, while he remained at Level Nine, unable to break through. In the end, his lifespan ran out. In the years that followed, I helped him protect the Oga Kingdom. Throughout those long years, many geniuses emerged from the Oga royal family, but you are the most outstanding of them all."

"Now that you have entered the Saint Domain, I can finally entrust the Oga Kingdom to you without worry."

Patur bowed. "I will never forget Lord Abad's great kindness for as long as I live."

"Enough. There is no need for this between us."

Abad waved his hand, then flipped his palm over. A silver stone appeared in it.

The stone was only the size of a baby's fist, its surface flowing with dazzling silver light.

The moment Patur saw it, his eyes widened.

"Mithril!"

Mithril was a top-tier material second only to Black Jade.

Though it was only a small piece, incorporating it into a weapon or suit of armor could raise its quality by several grades.

On the market, mithril the size of a grain of sand was still extremely expensive, practically priceless, yet it could still be bought with gold coins. Inori's weapon had a tiny grain of mithril added to it.

But mithril the size of a baby's fist was something money could not buy. Even Saint Realm experts found it difficult to obtain.

"That's right, it is mithril." Abad smiled. "Now that you have entered the Saint Domain, this piece of mithril is my gift to congratulate you. After we return, you can find a Dwarf Craftsman to help repair your longsword."

Mithril was extraordinarily tough. Only Dwarves skilled in forging possessed the technical ability to use it in weapon-making.

"This... this is far too precious." Patur repeatedly declined. "Lord Abad, I cannot accept it. You need a mithril weapon as well."

Abad shook his head. "I have already embarked on the path of comprehending Law Profundity. Weapons are no longer particularly important to me. But you are different. You have only just entered the Saint Domain. A mithril weapon will still be of some use to you."

Patur wanted to say something more.

But Abad directly tossed the mithril to him.

"Enough. Don't be so hesitant."

"Then... thank you, Lord Abad!"

Patur no longer refused. He caught the mithril, unable to hide the excitement in his eyes.

Only after seeing Patur accept it did Abad nod in satisfaction.

He glanced around and said, "It is about time. Let's return to the Holy Alliance. The Human Race has gained another Saint Realm expert this time. We should report this to Lord Yasen and celebrate properly."

"Yes."

With a casual wave, Patur stored the Purple-Striped Black Bear's corpse in his Space Ring, then flew south with Abad.