Uncle Ke Lan!?

"Kolan, how could you be a Saint-level Necromancer?" the Wind-style Saint Magus Dickeny couldn't help but ask.

Before this, Kolan had been a teacher at the Yulan Magic Academy and had even served as its vice-principal.

The two had known each other for over a hundred years.

Kolan smiled slightly: "I cultivate Life Magic, and I also practice Necromancy on the side!"

Dickeny frowned slightly: "Life Magic and Necromancy are both extremely difficult to cultivate. As Saint Magi, our goal is to become gods. By cultivating both simultaneously, becoming a god will be even harder for you."

In the Saint Realm, the natural pursuit is to become a god.

After all, the High Priest and the War God, two god-level powerhouses, stand there as benchmarks for everyone to chase.

Kolan smiled and didn't offer further explanation.

Their table was filled with Saint Magi from the Yulan Empire, so they were quite at ease.

"The Four Ultimate Warriors are all incredibly powerful now. While their cultivation in the Laws isn't necessarily top-tier, their strength increases drastically after transforming. It is said they have all reached the peak of the Saint Realm," Natalie said.

"They have indeed reached the peak of the Saint Realm. Previously, when Baruch challenged my senior brother, he fought him to a draw without using his Dragonform. Once he transformed, my senior brother was defeated," Riley nodded and said.

This time, as Baruch established the Baruch Clan, both acquaintances and strangers came to offer their congratulations.

All because of Baruch's immense strength!

A peak Saint-level powerhouse is the absolute pinnacle of the Saint Realm, just below the god-level.

And right now, Baruch was at that very level!

Kolan joined the conversation, quickly becoming familiar with the others and getting to know the other Saint-level powerhouses.

Unfortunately, there wasn't a single person present who cultivated the Death Rules, and there was only one Saint who cultivated the Life Rules.

He was a Life Saint Magus from the Temple of Life who had only attained that rank twenty years ago.

"Baruch, is this your son?" Kolan noticed a handsome young man who bore a resemblance to Baruch.

"Yes, this is my son, Ryan. He is 25 years old and an eighth-rank warrior," Baruch laughed. "Ryan, this is the Saint Magus Kolan. Why don't you greet your uncle!"

"Uncle Kolan!" Ryan called out.

"Haha, since you've called me uncle, I'd be too embarrassed not to give you a gift," Kolan laughed heartily, then took a Space Ring from his hand—it was his one-cubic-meter capacity ring.

Ever since he had obtained a better Space Ring, Kolan had transferred all his belongings to the new one, leaving this one idle.

Breaking the bond of ownership, Kolan tossed the Space Ring to Ryan.

"Th-this is a Space Ring?!" Baruch was shocked.

The surrounding Saint-level powerhouses immediately looked over.

Space Rings are incredibly precious; among the hundred or so Saint-level experts present, at least thirty percent did not possess one.

Yet now, Kolan was giving one away as a gift.

"Uncle Kolan, this Space Ring is a priceless treasure. It's too valuable; I cannot accept it," Ryan said quickly.

Having been exposed to such things, Ryan naturally understood a lot, and his perspective was far beyond that of an ordinary family.

Kolan smiled indifferently: "I have another one of these. One is enough for me, and I have no use for more. Just take it."

Baruch hesitated for a moment, then said to Ryan: "Hurry up and thank your Uncle Kolan."

"Thank you, Uncle Kolan!" Ryan quickly expressed his gratitude.

The Baruch Clan was not short on money, but even Baruch only possessed one Space Ring. No matter how much money one had, it couldn't buy a Space Ring.

"Cultivate well. Being an eighth-rank warrior is decent, but only by reaching the Saint Realm can you be considered a true powerhouse," Kolan encouraged.

"Haha, it's truly lively here today. About one-sixth of the Saint-level powerhouses on the Yulan Continent have come. That's good; it saves me from having to run to every single place," just then, a hearty voice rang out, and a white-haired old man descended from the sky.

"May I ask who you are, sir?" Baruch stepped forward and asked with a smile.

"Me?" The white-haired old man looked at Baruch with a smile. "My name is Hodan!"

Kolan felt a jolt in his heart. He hadn't expected this white-haired old man to be Hodan—the Plane Overseer Hodan, a mid-level god powerhouse from the Renars Clan, a super-family from Hell!

He didn't expect that Hodan would have already arrived at the Yulan Plane to serve as the Plane Overseer at this time!

"My lord, we, your juniors, would like to offer you a toast!" Riley said, and the Saint Magi from the Temple of Life all stood up to raise their glasses.

The way the others looked at Hodan changed completely.

Only a god-level powerhouse could be addressed as "my lord" by Saint-level experts.

Afterward, Hodan asked those who were not of the Saint Realm to leave the backyard.

Riley also introduced Hodan's identity to everyone present.

Suddenly, everyone became respectful, for this was, after all, a god-level powerhouse.

Hodan smiled: "Everyone, you should know that the Yulan Plane is a Material Plane. There are countless Material Planes like it. Above the Material Planes, there are the seven Divine Planes and the four Supreme Planes. The seven Divine Planes are the Earth Divine Plane, the Wind Divine Plane, the Fire Divine Plane, the Fire Divine Plane, the Thunder Divine Plane, the Darkness Divine Realm, and the Light Divine Realm; these seven were created by the Sovereigns of each element working together. As for the four Supreme Planes—Hell, the Netherworld, the Life Divine Realm, and the Celestial Realm—they were opened up by the four Supreme Gods. The seven Divine Planes and the four Supreme Planes are the true oceans of powerhouses."

"In ordinary Material Planes, as long as a living being reaches the Saint Realm, they have the right to enter the four Supreme Planes or the seven Divine Planes to cultivate and live," Hodan said. "In the history of the Yulan Continent, many Saint-level powerhouses have left the Yulan Continent, choosing to enter the four Supreme Planes or the seven Divine Planes."

"In the seven Divine Planes and the four Supreme Planes, experts are as numerous as clouds. Saint-level experts are merely ordinary people there. In those places, you can receive the best training, and treasures are as abundant as water; Space Rings and the like are shockingly common," Hodan tempted them.

"Mr. Hodan, I have only been cultivating for a few hundred years since I was born, and I have just established my clan. I do not wish to leave the Yulan Continent yet," Baruch said apologetically.

The other Four Ultimate Warriors spoke up one after another; although they were considered young among the Saint Realm, and despite already standing at the pinnacle of the continent, they were clearly not yet weary of it.

Hodan could not help but feel disappointed inwardly.

He desperately wanted all of the Four Ultimate Warriors to enter the Divine Plane or Supreme Plane to meet their deaths; after all, these were members of the Four Divine Beasts Clan, and the Renars Clan and the Four Divine Beasts Clan were mortal enemies currently locked in war.

If he could, he would have liked to take action and wipe out the Four Ultimate Warriors himself, but he had long since been warned by Beirut that he could not take action within the Yulan Plane, nor could he force any Saint Realm expert to head to the Divine Plane or Supreme Plane.

Of course, it was not as if Hodan had gained nothing; there were over a dozen veteran Saint Realm experts who had cultivated for thousands of years. They had already enjoyed enough of life, and their children had long since passed away. Although they still had clans, they were separated by who knew how many generations, and there was no longer any familial affection left. They chose to leave the Yulan Plane and venture into the Divine Plane and other Material Planes.