Magnetic Field Rotation

This was a young man with a charming, devilish face and flowing blue hair, carrying a dark purple longsword on his back. He was currently frowning and staring intently at Linley's location.

Above the ocean, there were some reef-like rocks that, with the help of the thin mist, could serve as a hiding place.

God-level powerhouses had excellent vision, and this thin mist couldn't cause much interference. They only needed to bypass physical obstacles.

"Hmm?"

Within Linley's range of perception, the blue-haired youth frowned and leaped to the peak of an island reef tens of meters high.

He carefully observed the surroundings and muttered to himself, "Strange, my Spiritual Sense can't find this person!"

Generally speaking, the Spiritual Sense of a High-God in the hell dimension had a coverage range of a thousand meters.

When you sensed the opponent's Spiritual Sense, you should theoretically also sense their figure. Cases like being unilaterally spied upon were rare.

"Could it be that this person's soul attainments are so profound, or perhaps they are a powerhouse cultivating the Dark Element laws!"

The blue-haired youth harbored doubts but didn't give up easily. Gradually, his expression grew colder.

This kind of one-sided suppression was extremely irritating to anyone.

"Are you only daring to hide in dark corners and spy, you coward? Show yourself if you have the guts!"

From a distance, Linley muttered, "A High-God Demon, I wonder how strong he is."

Suddenly, he chuckled.

Anyone who dared to approach actively amidst such a massive fog sea commotion must be powerful, likely a Seven-star Demon!

Linley calculated in his heart, "Perfect, a Seven-star Demon powerhouse would be a fitting first opponent after I break through to High-God. It would be very memorable!"

"Whoosh!"

Linley accelerated, rushing forward close to the sea surface!

"Splash..."

The strong wind stirred up waves tens of meters high, shimmering with a faint purple glow.

On the other side, the blue-haired youth was also flying towards Linley.

Soon, they would be able to see each other with the naked eye.

In this moment, their fighting intent surged!

"Hahahaha!"

The blue-haired youth looked delighted, as if he had found a worthy opponent. He sized up Linley, recognizing him as an unfamiliar powerhouse. Moreover, he was a High-God with lightning attributes. So, he asked, "The commotion in the fog sea earlier, was that you?"

Linley nodded and honestly replied, "That's right. I was using the lightning environment of the fog sea to cultivate, and I've made some progress. This experience was very fulfilling."

The blue-haired youth smiled and said, "My name is Aslan. What's yours, stranger?"

"Linley."

Aslan nodded, then suddenly drew the longsword from his back.

His face was filled with fervor as he said, "I can feel your strength. I feel uncomfortable if I don't fight!"

Linley chuckled, "Oh really? Don't blame me if you die."

He wasn't surprised by this seemingly inexplicable fight.

The atmosphere in hell was like this!

There were countless warlike powerhouses. Cultivation wasn't just about practicing in seclusion; it also involved experiencing battles of life and death.

Aslan laughed heartily, "If I'm killed because I'm not as skilled, then so be it. I won't hold back."

After saying this, the two men attacked fiercely!

"Swish!"

Aslan's longsword emanated a black light, creating ripples like a doomsday weapon capable of destroying the world!

Wherever its sharp edge passed, space was sliced open like butter, creating huge, long gashes.

"Bang!"

Linley's saber slashed forward to meet it head-on!

"Boom!"

The hot and domineering power of lightning concentrated into a single line, collapsing and exploding.

Black lines appeared in the space ahead, and multicolored turbulence seeped out from the cracks.

Aslan was instantly forced back dozens of meters, the hand holding his sword trembling. He stared at Linley with a grave expression and gritted his teeth, "Such immense power! I still underestimated you!"

Linley chuckled calmly, "Are you surprised already? That last move was just a simple appetizer."

With that, he transformed into a lightning bolt, like a rampant dragon. With a wave of his arm, tens of thousands of lightning bolts descended like sharp, cold swords of snow white, launching the most fierce and potent physical attacks from all directions. They even subtly sealed space, forming a special electromagnetic field that contained traces of power to paralyze the body and soul!

Aslan weaved and dodged a large number of attacks, while a few were blocked by the armor woven from the power of the Destruction Rule, which glowed with black light on his body.

"Cough cough..."

Aslan's defenses were breached, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. However, the more he was injured, the brighter and more fervent his eyes became. Like a warrior who had burned all his bridges, the black destructive light around him surged into the sky, transforming into condensed sword energy tens of meters long that swept across like an army.

"Rumble..."

The Destruction Rule and the Lightning Law clashed fiercely. Both were types that excelled at physical attacks, and the stable space of hell was torn apart repeatedly. Their battle seemed extremely intense.

After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, Aslan was covered in wounds, while Linley remained unharmed. The gap between them was obvious.

Aslan gave a wry, bitter smile and said, "Asura level... Come at me with your full power and kill me!"

Linley was a little surprised, but sensing the emotional fluctuations through his magnetic field, he guessed about seventy to eighty percent of the truth and chuckled, "So that's how it is. You want to use me to break through your own limits!"

Aslan laughed heartily, "I only wish to pursue the world of the strong. If I cannot achieve it, I would rather die by the blade of a strong person!"

Linley had also finished warming up by now. He smiled, "Alright, I'll see if you have that chance!"

In an instant, the magnetic field centered on Linley, with a radius of 450 meters, was stirred up, compressing power like a vortex!

The air shimmered with a faint blue light, accompanied by a weak spatial pressure!

Aslan's heart pounded, and his face contorted in shock. "What kind of move is this!?"

His body seemed to be drawn in, as if sinking into a vortex and a quagmire. His flesh and blood writhed and crumbled, even his brain was violently congested, the pressure soaring to the point of explosion. His consciousness grew hazy, and he felt a sense of dizziness.

A flash of inspiration struck Linley, and he said, "Magnetic Field Rotation!"

As soon as his voice fell, the lightning divine power and the magnetic field merged and erupted! The faint lightning power instantly became as bright as the scorching sun!

Aslan's body rapidly expanded and exploded into a mist of blood in the blink of an eye!

Linley watched Aslan turn into blood mist and drift away, staining the air. He couldn't help but murmur to himself, "A Seven-star Demon... Is that all you've got?"

The transformation from Mid-level God to High-God caused a massive surge in strength!

For a moment, Linley couldn't quite adapt to this change.

However, he quickly regained his composure, putting away Aslan's Divine Spark, spatial ring, and the damaged divine artifact.

The process of dripping blood to acknowledge ownership of the spatial ring went very smoothly, proving that Aslan didn't have any other Divine Avatars. It was also possible that the ring was never claimed by anyone, and this method was used to make the victor mistakenly believe they had completely perished.

However, Linley felt that this Aslan was likely truly gone. Such strong individuals usually wouldn't resort to such petty tricks.

Linley probed the contents with his Spiritual Sense and chuckled, "A Seven-star Demon's wealth is indeed considerable."

Piles of Ink Stones, Azure Stones, Divine Sparks, divine artifacts, and various resources such as Soul Gold Beads, purple crystals, soul potions, divine beast corpses, Floating Shadow Crystals, and so on. There were also currencies from other planes, proving his adventurous experiences were very rich.

Linley smiled with satisfaction, "The total value of this wealth should be in the hundreds of billions of Ink Stones. What a haul!"

The value of money in this timeline was much higher than in the original plot!