Frustration and Joy

The tenth floor of the Necropolis of the Gods.

Everyone looked disheveled and utterly dejected.

Of those who had entered, seven Saint-level experts had died, and all the Saint-level magical beasts had perished inside.

No one had expected that the eleventh floor would not only contain millions of Saint-level Poison Bees, but also a divine beast.

There was absolutely no chance.

Even Kolan cursed Beirut in his heart for being so heartless, actually placing the leader of the first eleven floors on the eleventh floor itself!

Who could possibly have the ability to obtain a god spark!

And that was only because the opponent hadn't used a Divine Domain; otherwise, no one would have made it back to the tenth floor alive.

All the Saint-level Undead Lifeforms that Kolan had painstakingly created had been wiped out on the eleventh floor.

"Alright, what's done is done. It wasn't a failure of skill, so there's no need for everyone to be so depressed. Come, let's roast some meat and have a drink!" Kolan called out.

He then produced dragon meat, bear paws, and other cuts from Saint-level magical beasts, along with several jugs of wine.

They lit a fire and began to roast the meat.

"Damn it, we finally fought our way to the eleventh floor. According to Lord Beirut, we were supposed to be able to obtain a god spark, but who would have thought the leader of the first eleven floors would be waiting right there? If I hadn't been quick-witted, I would have died for sure!" Haydson took a fierce gulp of wine.

His strength was still a distance away from the Saint-level limit, but relying on the unique nature of the Laws of Darkness and his talent for concealment, he had managed to follow the group all the way to the eleventh floor.

Fain was also quite dejected: "Who could have guessed? It's so frustrating!"

Fain's strength was also quite a ways from the Saint-level limit, but as a practitioner of the Laws of Thunder and Lightning, he excelled in speed. Even though he wasn't as strong, he had been able to dodge attacks by relying on his agility.

Having witnessed O'Brien become a god with his own eyes, Fain secretly hoped that he, too, could obtain a god spark and ascend to godhood.

Fain was only a few decades younger than the War God. When the War God stepped into the Saint-level, Fain had become his disciple. However, Fain's talent was even greater than his master's; the student had surpassed the teacher, and his strength had actually eclipsed that of the War God.

As it turned out, the War God had been lucky enough to find a Lowgod Fire Spark, and after refining it, he had become a god.

His strength had reached a terrifying level.

Fain had witnessed the entire process of the War God becoming a god.

He still had a deep impression of the terrifying power of that Divine Domain.

Therefore, in his heart, he desperately longed to obtain a god spark and refine it to become a god himself.

"Kolan, that Lowgod Artifact was lost on the eleventh floor. I can't return it to you; I owe you a favor." Amanda said with an apologetic look.

Kolan waved his hand: "Forget it. I'm not exactly short on artifacts anyway."

Amanda was slower, and at the final moment, he had used that artifact to block an attack for a split second, which allowed him to return to the tenth floor alive.

Kolan knew how dangerous it had been; he knew it was a miracle that everyone had managed to retreat to the tenth floor alive.

As for a single Lowgod Artifact, it wasn't exactly a rare treasure.

Gradually, the scent of roasting meat began to drift from the fire.

Kolan and the others began to apply spices.

Once the meat was cooked, everyone ate and drank together, and their moods slowly began to recover.

The next day, everyone seized the time to begin meditating.

Although they hadn't been able to clear the eleventh floor to obtain a god spark, there were still over nine years left; they couldn't just waste their time here in boredom.

The Necropolis of the Gods was rich in heaven and earth elemental energy, making it an excellent place for cultivation.

Naturally, everyone made the most of their time to train.

Kolan was also cultivating.

On the eleventh floor, that feeling of facing death had given him a different perspective on the Death Law.

He wanted to grasp this feeling and cultivate the Death Law.

Kolan's heart grew tranquil.

He forgot his own existence.

In his mind, the scythe representing the Death Law began to manifest.

This was the embodiment of Kolan's insights into the Death Law.

One year, two years, three years. Time flowed by, and over nine years had passed.

"Rumble~~"

Suddenly, the entire Necropolis of the Gods began to tremble.

"What's happening?" Everyone woke up from their cultivation one after another and immediately looked up to scan their surroundings.

Suddenly, they saw a passage shrouded in black light appear out of thin air in the distance. A man walked out from the black passage—long black hair, a black beard, and wearing black robes. It was none other than the strongest expert of the Yulan Continent, 'Beirut'!

Kolan and the others all stood up.

Beirut swept his gaze over the experts and said: "The ten-year period has ended. Everyone may now leave the Necropolis of the Gods."

Afterward, he led everyone out of the Necropolis of the Gods.

The Saint-level experts departed the Necropolis of the Gods, while the High Priest and the War God prepared to venture into the Necropolis of the Gods themselves, though the two god-level powerhouses began their journey from the twelfth floor.

Beirut led the group of Saint-level experts back to the Forest of Darkness, where everyone naturally went their separate ways.

From the moment they entered the Necropolis of the Gods to the moment they left, this entire journey had taken exactly ten years.

After Kolan left the Forest of Darkness, he immediately returned to his Miniature Space.

At this moment, inside the Miniature Space, that Tree of Life had already reached two meters in height.

Kolan stroked the Tree of Life; although it could only be called a sapling of the Tree of Life for now, its vitality was already terrifying.

"This is..." Kolan suddenly closed his eyes, as if a vast amount of information regarding the evolution of the Life Law was flooding his mind.

It was immense, and incredibly wondrous.

Time flowed like water, passing by without pause.

"It's here!"

On this day, a sudden inspiration struck, and a natural feeling arose from the depths of Kolan's heart. He clearly sensed that he had crossed a certain boundary—the boundary between the Saint realm and the God realm.

Kolan opened his eyes and looked up!

"Hum~~~"

A vast, soul-shaking power suddenly descended, completely enveloping Kolan, and the space around him began to distort. It seemed to isolate Kolan from all other areas, and his entire body was lifted directly into the air.

He was lifted up, beyond his own control.

"How terrifying." Kolan could sense that vast, boundless, and ancient peculiar power; to be precise, it was an existence similar to a law or rule. Before it, Kolan felt like a mere ant.

Then, under the influence of the Laws of the World, a power containing the aura of 'rules' began to condense above Kolan's head. At the same time, life force also gathered frantically, with vast amounts of life energy surging from the chaotic space—much like the Miniature Space—eventually converging at a single point.

In just a moment, the surging elemental energy of the world dissipated, and a black crystal emitting a vibrant green light hovered above Kolan's head. It was none other than the Life Attribute Lower God Spark.

The moment this God Spark formed, it naturally established a connection with Kolan's soul.

"External deification!" When faced with the choice between internal deification and external deification, Kolan had chosen external deification without the slightest hesitation.

Subsequently, under the shroud of the Laws of the World, Kolan's soul was split in two. Then, one half of his soul flew out; this half of his soul appeared in the shape of a sickle. This sickle-shaped soul flew toward the God Spark and then merged into it with ease.

The fusion of the soul and the God Spark was a sign of successfully refining a God Spark.

As for Kolan, because his soul had been forcibly torn in two, he was currently convulsing all over in excruciating pain.