Distribution of Divine Sparks

In a lush, tree-lined valley.

A gust of wind blew from the distant sky, and soon a silver, rhombus-shaped metallic life slowly descended.

Linley released his Spiritual Sense…

After a while, hundreds of human Saint Domains landed from the metallic life, their faces filled with surprise and anticipation for their future lives.

The metallic life set off again.

On the way back to the Red Stone Mountain Range, they encountered three Spiritual Sense probes. They were all bandit organizations composed of Mid-level Gods and Low-level Gods. Seeing three Mid-level God Demons with metallic life, these people had various thoughts.

"Retreat!"

A dozen God-level beings poured into the depths of the rugged valley. This was the choice of the wise.

Some were greedy and bold, wanting to get rich in one go.

"Kill!"

As the leader shouted, over a dozen material attacks instantly struck the metallic life like brilliantly colored meteors.

Linley was prepared!

His Magnetic Field Power merged with his Spiritual Sense, easily covering an area far beyond the thousand-meter range of a High-God, discovering the enemies' movements in advance!

Linley flew out from the metallic life's passageway and suddenly swung his blade as if sweeping away a thousand troops!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The blade's phantom, flickering with scorching electric arcs, vibrated the space, unleashing a large amount of violent lightning and instantly killing all the bandits.

Linley's finger lightly brushed the cold blade, and he smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad, this power."

The blade was entirely blue-purple, with a length of sixty-six centimeters, a handle of fourteen centimeters, a width of two centimeters, and a thickness of zero point five centimeters.

According to Blood Peak Castle, this God Artifact was the relic of a certain Six-star Demon powerhouse, nurtured for tens of millions of years. Its power was far greater than the fire-attribute Intermediate God Artifact Linley had been using as a makeshift substitute.

This blade contained the domineering and sharp aura of lightning, which Linley greatly liked. Although he had just dripped blood to recognize it as his master, he found it very easy to use.

He collected the bandits' Divine Sparks, God Artifacts, and spatial rings.

Linley quickly flew back into the metallic life, his expression calm and composed, as if nothing had happened. With his current strength and God Artifact, killing these Mid-level Gods and Low-level Gods was as easy as playing a game.

Thomas and Corey looked at each other with solemn expressions and sighed, "The number of bandits around here is increasing."

Linley recalled what the dwarf had said and thought to himself, "It seems that after the Main Divine Spark competition, a new batch of God-level powerhouses is gradually growing in hell, like leeks being harvested one after another."

Don't look at how fast he grew; it was the result of a transcendent's excellent talent and the boost from his special abilities.

Under normal circumstances, becoming a High-God after cultivating for a hundred thousand years in hell was already extremely rare for geniuses.

It was also normal to become a High-God after cultivating for tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of years.

More common were the Low-level Gods and Mid-level Gods who struggled for countless years and could never break through on their own; they were the mainstream of hell's God-level beings.

The accumulation of powerhouses took hundreds of millions of years, and this was only the beginning of their emergence.

They returned to the Tianlan Tribe with only minor detours.

Donald laughed heartily, "Haha, everyone, come quickly and see, our three Demon lords have returned riding a metallic life."

He then walked around the metallic life, looking at it from left to right, occasionally reaching out to touch it, his face full of affection and envy.

Dennis and the others were no exception. They yearned for the metallic life; this thing was expensive, and most God-level beings could only dream of it.

A figure walked over and merged with Corey. It was his Saint Domain true body, smiling as he said, "Alright, no need to envy us. When you take turns going to Red Stone City, you'll have plenty of opportunities to become Demons."

Linley and Thomas nodded in agreement.

"Are these all the ones you selected?"

Linley's gaze focused on the more than a hundred people in the open space, both men and women.

During the return journey, Corey had conveyed some of Linley's thoughts through his Saint Domain true body, allowing the tribe to prepare in advance.

Dennis nodded and released his Divine Domain to cover everyone, saying, "Yes, each of us God-level beings has screening quotas. These are people who have been observed in secret and are relatively gentle and loyal in personality. Not absolutely, but at least relatively reliable."

Linley smiled faintly, "That's enough."

He had no interest in spending time and energy cultivating an elite God-level force. The biggest role of these people was to maintain appearances, win by numbers, and deter most potential enemies.

Linley looked at a burly man with bright red hair and smiled, "Jess, congratulations on becoming a Mid-level God!"

During the journey back in the metallic life, Corey had already informed him of this news.

Jess smiled brightly and said happily, "It was luck."

Karl, George, David, and a few other Low-level Gods showed envious expressions. Becoming a Mid-level God was a transformation.

Linley asked seriously, "Have you and Karl, George, made up your minds to have your Saint Domain true bodies refine a set of Divine Sparks to guard the tribe?"

Jess, Karl, and George nodded.

George said excitedly, "I won't regret it, especially since it's a High-Divine Spark!"

He was now very glad that he had chosen to become a god externally. As long as he could endure the initial soul-tearing effects, having an extra life was a huge advantage. Moreover, his Low-level God clone could follow Linley into Red Stone City to live, so there was no reason to refuse.

Karl agreed, "My cultivation talent is limited, and I estimate it will be difficult to become a High-God. This is also a good opportunity."

Donald and Dennis looked on with envy. If only they had achieved godhood within their own bodies, this good fortune could have been theirs too.

Linley nodded and, with a flip of his palm, gave the three of them and Corey a set of Divine Sparks. He then took out over a hundred Low-level Divine Sparks, distributing them to these chosen Saint Domains, and twenty Mid-level Divine Sparks to Corey.

"You decide who refines these," he said.

Corey nodded gratefully, promising, "Rest assured, leave it to me! I'll manage the tribe well!"

No one was surprised; this had been decided beforehand.

Corey's Saint Domain 본존 would refine a set of Divine Sparks to become a High-God. With the addition of a Demon Medal, he would then become a High-God Demon.

The Demon Medal's star rating couldn't be discerned from its appearance.

Only special detection methods or a few powerful individuals could roughly judge it by sensing its aura.

Therefore, in most cases, the deterrence of a High-God Demon was extremely strong.

A large tribe with at least four High-Gods and dozens of Mid-level Gods and hundreds of Low-level Gods under their command.

Such a force was already considerable among the countless tribes in hell, sufficient to provide Linley with stable, long-term information regarding the faith wars from the material planes.

This was merely the first step, a contingency plan. Once Linley became a High-God and possessed greater strength and influence, he would consider contacting the Blood Peak Army to gather more information.

"And these God Artifacts..."

Linley then produced some Low-level God Artifacts and Mid-level God Artifacts.

Once everyone had finished refining their Divine Sparks, the entire Tianlan Tribe would undergo a fundamental, transformative change.