Becoming Gods of Life and Death

Linley said, "I'll take a group of people to Red Stone City..."

He had already decided whom to take.

All the Saint Domain family members who had been bestowed Godheads were selected.

Once inside Red Stone City, these people would have to rely on Linley for survival.

They didn't even have a single Ink Stone on them, so losing that protection meant being driven outside the city.

In a place like Hell, without God-level powerhouses by their side, the fate of Saint Domains wandering outside went without saying.

This was a way for Linley to indirectly control a large number of God-level powerhouses in the Tianlan Tribe, and it could also be considered an open conspiracy.

These people and their families would only be deeply grateful to Linley, because they all knew that living inside the city was the safest and most stable life, leaving them no reason to refuse.

"Durandal."

Linley's gaze fell on a nervous and expectant Low-level God.

Hearing the leader call his name, Durandal stood there in stunned disbelief for a few seconds before reacting. Then he said with ecstatic excitement, "Thank you, Lord!"

Linley nodded and said calmly, "Your son Arthur can come along as well."

During the period when his Sanctuary True Body was cultivating the Life Rule and Death Rule in Red Stone City, he had perused some of Camilla's notes. He had gained some ideas regarding the two special alchemy potions she was researching—the Blood Amplification Potion and the Soul Burning Potion—concerning auxiliary combat and even cultivation methods.

This aspect required God-level practitioners who understood alchemy to verify it. Since there happened to be ready-made ones on hand, there was no need to waste them.

Inside the largest castle of the Tianlan Tribe.

Linley returned after many years. The four maids and Diana were all extremely overjoyed and warmly welcomed him.

Linley hugged them in turn, kissed them, and smiled. "How have your cultivations been these past years?"

Each of them wore a troubled expression.

Diana smiled bitterly. "I'm still stuck at Saint Domain Peak, with hardly any progress."

The maids also nodded, speaking one after another.

"Becoming a god requires talent, and it's probably impossible for us."

"I actually don't mind, as long as I can stay by Lord's side."

"My progress has been just a tiny bit. It might take at least another millennium before I have a chance to independently become a god."

"Cultivation is simply too difficult. The progress over these years has been negligible, and I don't know how much longer it will be before there's even a glimmer of hope of becoming a god."

Linley nodded, not surprised by this.

If everyone in Hell could become a god, who would act as the lowest-level, most humble slaves?

What countless Saint Domains desired most was a Low-level Godhead.

As long as they became gods, they could keep a low profile and stay alive while slowly saving up money to purchase a Mid-level Godhead or High-level Godhead.

This was the fantasy of many Saint Domains, but very few could actually pull it off.

Linley resumed his daily life inside the castle. Of course, it was impossible for him to hurry back to Red Stone City; he needed to wait at least until Corey and the others refined their High-level Godheads.

Inside a private dining room of a restaurant in Red Stone City.

Roy was dining in high spirits. On the table were exquisite, gorgeous delicacies akin to works of art, centered mainly around fish he liked to eat, such as golden-scaled thin-threaded fish and silver-shuttle threadfish.

His dining companion, Butler Frodo, suddenly lost his relaxed and comfortable expression, becoming extremely shocked.

Frodo was stunned for a moment, seemingly digesting certain information.

He picked up a napkin to wipe the corner of his mouth and said with a serious expression, "Lord Roy, regarding those three Mid-level Gods mentioned last time, my Divine Avatar has dug up some information..."

While eating fish and listening, Roy suddenly halted the movement of the table knife in his hand. His expression was bewildered, and he blinked as he stared at Frodo, as if he had received incredible information.

Roy frowned, gripped his knife and fork tightly, and demanded, "Are you sure the information is accurate? That Mid-level God named Linley killed Joseph's Death God Avatar? Are you kidding me!"

Frodo smiled bitterly. "I find it hard to believe as well, but this was spoken personally by Joseph's Dark Element Divine Avatar, so it definitely can't be wrong. He has no reason to lie and target a Mid-level God. A dignified Five-star Demon being killed by a Mid-level God is already humiliating enough."

Roy instinctively asked, "Is he some kind of special Divine Beast?"

He himself was a descendant of the Azure Dragon, deeply aware that some Divine Beasts with formidable bloodlines had freakish innate talents.

If luck played a part, it wasn't impossible for a Mid-level God to pull off an upset and kill a High-level God.

Frodo shook his head and said, "I already asked about this. Joseph said the other party didn't display any characteristics of a Divine Beast, and only deduced that the other party should have fused three Mysteries, or even four!"

Roy furrowed his brow tightly and said in a certain tone, "If what Joseph said is correct, this Linley shouldn't be a Mid-level God!"

Frodo tentatively said, "Does Lord mean to say that this Linley is actually a High-level God powerhouse with profound Soul Mastery who is skilled at concealing his aura?"

Roy nodded. After rationalizing it and piecing everything together in his mind, his expression suddenly brightened with realization, and he smiled. "Otherwise? Do you expect me to believe a Mid-level God can fuse four Mysteries? Heh!"

As he spoke, a trace of innate pride and disdain appeared between his brows.

Many major factions knew that the earlier one fused Mysteries, the better, but in reality, very few people could actually achieve it.

First of all, in matters of cultivation, one's thoughts wandered, making it difficult to control when one might comprehend certain content. Over time, one would naturally break through consecutively and become a High-level God.

Secondly, without the soul experiencing the baptism and transformation of the laws of heaven and earth, it was difficult to fuse multiple Mysteries.

Even within the Four Divine Beast Families, geniuses who fused Law Mysteries before becoming High-level Gods were exceedingly rare.

Each one of them was a favored child of heaven.

As long as they didn't perish halfway, the probability of them growing into a Six-star Demon in the future was extremely high, or even a Seven-star Demon.

Roy had never heard of any Mid-level God genius in his family fusing three Mysteries, let alone four.

Things that even the great Four Divine Beast Families couldn't accomplish were even more impossible for an outsider.

Roy rubbed the space between his brows and said with distress, "If that's the case, it's troublesome."

Frodo nodded and cautiously reminded him, "This person is definitely a High-level God at the Six-star Demon level. Becoming enemies with him over a woman still requires a bit of caution."

He knew Roy had an extremely deep obsession with Mariana and was worried that stirring up trouble wouldn't end well.

Roy gritted his teeth and said unwillingly, "But letting her go is something I can't bear to do."

He, Roy Reding, was a High-level God of the Azure Dragon Family!

Since childhood, he had possessed a lofty status and lived in the lap of luxury. What kind of woman could he not get?

Frodo thought for a moment, smiled, and suggested, "Why not first find Mariana to probe his bottom line before talking about it? There's no need to be overly eager to avenge her dead husband. By using this method to win her favor, maybe over time, when she feels lonely, she will naturally accept Lord."

Roy smiled with relief, nodded, and said, "That's true. Losing the protection of a Five-star Demon husband, she is now without support and backing, which is precisely the time when she needs someone to comfort her."

"However, you still need to pay more attention to that Linley."

Years in Hell rushed past, and nearly seventy years flicked by in a flash.

Inside a secluded courtyard in Red Stone City.

"Hum—!"

The laws of heaven and earth descended, attracting the attention of some passersby, but they quickly withdrew their gazes and ignored it. Such occurrences were far too common within the city.

"Sizzle... Sizzle..."

A large amount of Life Law power and Death Law power gathered above the courtyard, rapidly condensing into two black, translucent crystals.

The surface of the crystal on the left emitted a cyan-green luster, imbued with a vibrant aura of life.

The crystal on the right emitted a black luster, exuding a chilly aura of death.

Becoming gods of life and death simultaneously!