"We'll meet in a year... I hope Your Lordship will grace us with your presence."
Outside the front yard gate stood a blond youth with a gentle smile, dressed in a white waiter's uniform. He bowed respectfully, handed over the invitation letter, and turned to leave.
The blond youth's retreating figure gradually receded under Linley's calm gaze, quickly vanishing around the street corner.
He lowered his head to look at the invitation letter in his hand. It was made of a special black paper, with a line of exquisite text inscribed upon it—Jialan Auction House VIP Pass.
Linley gave a calm smile and muttered softly, "Interesting... Am I being targeted?"
Sending a high-level God to deliver an invitation letter indicated that the other party's faction within Red Stone City was no mere nobody.
Yet at this moment, his mindset was composed and carefree. When the enemy came, he would block them with water and earth alike; he would take things as they came.
Linley closed the door and returned indoors, closing his eyes to immerse himself in the vast ocean of the Destruction Rule. Countless thoughts and sparks of inspiration collided, and an aura of formless destructive energy gradually coiled around his body...
After a century of accumulation, Linley's personal comprehension of the Destruction Rule deepened continuously, and he had a premonition that he was on the verge of a breakthrough.
Jialan Auction House was located in the most prosperous commercial district in the southern part of the city. It was a three-story building constructed entirely of dark gold, with its interior decorated to ultimate luxury. Deep purple-colored obsidian paved the floor like a starry sky.
With practiced familiarity, the blond youth followed the stairs all the way to the spacious and luxurious third-floor corridor, proceeding straight to the room at the very end. He reached out and knocked gently on the door.
"Come in."
Very soon, an elegant and steady voice drifted out from inside the room, resembling a soft breeze sweeping across the heart.
The blond youth pushed the door open and walked in. The interior was a luxurious golden private box, featuring a mirror at the front that overlooked the auction exhibition stage. It had undergone special magic array treatment, creating a misty barrier that prevented anyone from the outside from seeing inside with the naked eye.
The carpet was woven from red phoenix feathers, the sofas were made of purple, smooth, and delicate leather, and scrolls of paintings hung upon the walls.
Melodious music echoed within the private box. Handsome mid-level God and low-level God youths with perfect physiques flexed their limbs as if showing off and competing, wantonly displaying their masculine vigor.
Their faces radiated gentle, cheerful smiles, while their brows revealed a trace of flattery and ingratiation.
There were also cold, gloomy, iceberg-handsome types.
Surrounding these men was a female high-level God with pale blue long hair. A proud smile hung at the corners of her lips, and her demeanor was queen-like.
The blond youth spoke respectfully, "Lord Freya, the invitation letter has been delivered."
Among a group of muscle-bound youths doing calisthenics, he alone was dressed impeccably and properly, making him look somewhat out of place.
Freya smiled and said, "Alva, what do you think?"
The blond youth, which was to say Alva, smiled and said, "A mid-level God. My racial talent sensing cannot be wrong."
Freya raised an eyebrow and said in astonishment, "Are you certain?"
She knew that Alva belonged to a special race—the evil spirit giants.
Alva nodded affirmatively and said, "Yes, unless he possesses some kind of treasure on him that shields his aura."
Freya felt relieved and unsurprised. Hell was vast and boundless, nurturing countless races to multiply and thrive here, and also giving birth to various special items with unique magical effects. This was hardly an incredible matter.
Freya furrowed her brow and thought inwardly, If he truly is a mid-level God, then this person's potential is simply too terrifying.
A mid-level God who could easily kill a Five-star Demon—once he became a high-level God, he would at the very least be a peak Six-star Demon, or even a Seven-star Demon!
This person is spreading his wings... What a pity...
Freya felt a pang of internal regret.
If she had discovered such a genius earlier, she would have either enslaved him or nipped him in the bud; she would never have given him the time to grow.
Unfortunately, the other party already possessed the strength of a Six-star Demon and was staying within Red Stone City. It was simply too late to know now.
Freya beamed with a smile and stated affirmatively, "A genius who has grown to this extent can only be roped in, not offended!"
"How has Joseph been lately?"
Alva replied, "He frequently interacts with a few high-level Gods who cultivate the Darkness Rule, exchanging experiences with each other. He even goes to the Floating Shadow Pavilion to watch the battles of dark element powerhouses."
Freya chuckled and said, "That is only normal. After all, his strongest Death God Avatar has fallen, and his Sanctuary True Body refined a godhead to recover the strength of a Five-star Demon, but his potential has also reached its limit. If he wants to avenge himself next, his only hope is the Darkness God Avatar, though it doesn't hold much significance anyway."
Alva chuckled along as well.
Generally speaking, if a god-level powerhouse's strongest avatar fell, the possibility of relying on other divine avatars to surpass their former height was virtually negligible. After all, cultivation relied heavily on talent; perseverance and persistence were meaningless. If you had it, you had it; if you didn't, you didn't.
What the hell was the use of hard work in the face of talent? If hard work alone could lead to progress, the streets would be full of high-level Gods.
Freya pondered and considered, then instructed, "Go make preparations for some people..."
"Yes."
Half a month passed.
"Hum—!"
The Laws of Heaven and Earth descended into Linley's courtyard room.
The Destruction God Avatar's godhead flew out of his body to undergo baptism, transforming into a mid-level godhead. His consciousness communicated with the Ocean of Divine Power belonging to a mid-level God, beginning to absorb divine power of a higher grade and quality.
The Laws of Heaven and Earth quickly dissipated.
Feeling the changes within himself, Linley smiled with satisfaction, "Mid-level God of the Destruction Element, not bad at all!"
"Huh!?"
The Destruction God Avatar and the Sanctuary True Body sensed a certain strange change simultaneously.
Linley's expression shifted slightly as he raised his palm, concentrating intently on observing the subtle changes in the Magnetic Field Power.
After a long while, Linley arrived at a conclusion.
The Magnetic Field Power contains a destructive attribute, but it is limited to the Sanctuary True Body and the Destruction God Avatar!
Recalling when his Lightning Element broke through to the mid-level God stage, it had been just like this!
He began to test it.
As the saying went, sharpening the axe would not delay the work of chopping wood. He first took out a Soul Gold Bead from his space ring and, in one go, reinforced the soul of the Destruction God Avatar to the limit of a mid-level God.
Having completed these preparations, Linley raised his right hand. A blade-like black energy edge slashed fiercely against his left arm, immediately meeting a wave of resistance.
Linley muttered to himself, "Attack and defense..."
The mid-level destruction divine power fused with the magnetic field, drastically amplifying offensive and defensive power, yet it still failed to surpass the bottleneck of tenfold. This point was identical to the Lightning Divine Power avatar.
Linley felt no disappointment; he changed his approach once again. Taking the Sanctuary True Body as the core, he superimposed the two magnetic fields and then fused them one by one with the Lightning Divine Power and Destruction Divine Power. In an instant, the divine power aura attached to the surface of his palm grew even stronger, more violent, and filled with a pressure capable of destroying everything.
A single magnetic field fused with a single divine power yielded a tenfold amplification.
A dual magnetic field fused with a single divine power yielded a twentyfold amplification, though fusion with dual divine powers did not work.
He was not a soul mutation victim; even with the assistance of the magnetic field, he could not achieve that.
After carefully feeling and testing several times, Linley smiled, "The offensive and defensive power amplitudes are enhanced by two times based on the original tenfold foundation, which makes it twentyfold!"
"My current divine power attack is even two times stronger than that of a high-level God!"
"Perhaps the changes don't just stop here."
Linley's testing continued...
Very soon, he made a new discovery!
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