His soul and Godhead fused into one.
Kolan gradually regained his ability to think.
"Rumble~~"
The space around him trembled. The soul within his Godhead somehow sensed a strange place—the very core of the boundless expanse. It was an immense, boundless plane, a place that only those who had reached godhood could sense: the Ocean of Life Divine Power!
Kolan sensed a spot thirty meters below the surface of the divine power liquid.
"Rumble~~"
Three meters beneath the surface of the Ocean of Divine Power, a large amount of divine power suddenly vanished into thin air. It traveled along a special passage formed by the Laws of the World and descended directly into the Miniature Plane Space where Kolan was. Centered on the Life Godhead, which contained his scythe-shaped fused soul, it began to condense into a divine body.
Before long, a body almost identical to Kolan's original body had taken shape.
When the divine body had fully condensed, the special power representing the Laws of the World vanished into thin air, and the Micro-plane returned to peace.
Kolan's thoughts stirred, and he immediately controlled the divine power in his body to form a green robe over his skin.
"This feeling of weakness is like having suffered a serious illness!" Kolan exclaimed.
Having his soul split in two felt truly awful.
He took out the Soul Gold Bead, and his Saint Domain True Body and Divine Clone absorbed it together.
Before long, his Saint Domain True Body felt full, clearly having reached its limit.
Though he was still only a Saint Domain True Body, his soul's capacity had increased by more than twofold because he had become a god.
The Life God Clone's capacity, however, had increased by a staggering thirtyfold.
As a result, even after absorbing the entire Soul Gold Bead, it was nowhere near full.
"Damn it!" Kolan couldn't help grumbling.
Then he began using the souls he had collected in the Necropolis of the Gods to refine Soul Gold Beads.
He refined four Soul Gold Beads.
Even after the Life God Clone absorbed all four, it still wasn't close to full.
"Unbelievable. I'll have to find a way to refine Soul Gold Beads from now on," Kolan muttered to himself.
Without any Soul Gold Beads, there was nothing he could do.
Then Kolan began carefully examining his Divine Clone.
The Life God Clone's body was made entirely of divine power, making it considerably stronger than his Saint Domain True Body.
Its Divine Domain also seemed to come as naturally as an instinct.
Just as flight became instinctive upon reaching the Saint Realm.
The Divine Domain was practically unbeatable for those in the Saint Realm.
Even the strongest Saint Realm expert couldn't defeat the weakest Low-God. That was because of the Divine Domain.
However, unlike other people's Divine Clones,
Kolan was a Soul Mutation, so his Life God Clone could also sense the Death Rules and cultivate them.
But since he hadn't become a god through the Death Rules, he had no fused divine power.
"There's no need to rush to use divine power to strengthen my Saint Domain True Body. The most important thing now is to cultivate the Death Rules until I become a god. Then, once the divine powers fuse, I'll be comparable to a Mid-God. And fused divine power will strengthen my body even more effectively!" Kolan thought.
"This Tree of Life is truly extraordinary. It can actually help with cultivation!" Kolan couldn't help staring at the Tree of Life.
Without the Tree of Life, he had no idea how many years it would have taken him to become a god through the Life Law.
But now, he had become a god so easily.
"This Tree of Life is incredible. I'll have to study it carefully someday," Kolan thought.
After that, he didn't hurry to seclude himself for cultivation. Instead, he took his time and enjoyed a hearty meal.
His Space Ring held everything he needed, including enough Saint Realm demonic beast meat and wine to last him a long time.
Only after eating and drinking his fill did Kolan settle down to cultivate the Death Rules.
Unlike the Life Law, which he had cultivated to godhood with such ease, the Death Rules were much harder to cultivate.
Even with books and cultivation notes,
cultivating the Death Rules was still no easy task.
Forest of Darkness, Metal Castle.
Beirut narrowed his eyes. "He's certainly talented. He became a god on his own so quickly."
"And he had good fortune, too—he obtained a Tree of Life seed. Perhaps he'll become a powerful expert one day." Beirut's eyes seemed to see Kolan cultivating inside the Miniature Plane Space.
The moment Kolan became a god, Beirut knew.
As a Sovereign, he couldn't miss an event as significant as someone becoming a god in his own little corner of the Yulan Plane.
He even knew all about the Tree of Life.
The Tree of Life was naturally a treasure to Saint Realm experts, and a valuable treasure to many gods as well.
But to Beirut, it was nothing special.
Unless it was a Mother Tree of Life, it couldn't interest him.
"Catherine and O'Brien are truly disappointing. They don't even have the courage to take risks. It'll be difficult for them to reach Mid-God," Beirut said, shaking his head.
He had seen them on the twelfth level of the Necropolis of the Gods. Catherine and O'Brien were working together—not to fight their enemies, but to hide and flee.
The two Low-Gods didn't even dare fight the Low-Gods on the twelfth level, despite joining forces.
The strong were forged through battle. They needed the courage to fight.
"Baruch and the others will progress too slowly if they cultivate on their own. It seems I'll have to send them to Hell to rejoin the Four Divine Beasts Clan. They can undergo the Ancestral Hall Baptism and awaken their Divine Beast Bloodline. Given their foundations, their bloodline purity after the baptism won't be any lower than that of the Four Divine Beasts' children. Perhaps they'll reach the Asura level someday, adding top-tier fighting strength to the Four Divine Beasts Clan." Beirut narrowed his eyes as he plotted.
After the Four Divine Beasts fell, the Four Divine Beasts Clan withdrew from the various planes to the Skyline Mountains in Hell. Naturally, their enemies wouldn't let them retreat without a fight. The journey was bloody, with countless casualties.
The Four Divine Beasts Clan paid a heavy price before finally making it back to the Skyline Mountains.
Several of their enemies among the super clans pursued them across planes into Hell, even moving their entire clans there.
They had even intended to storm the Skyline Mountains and wipe out the Four Divine Beasts Clan.
Beirut had stepped in to protect them. He killed twenty-seven Seven-Star Fiend elders from the Eight Great Clans and severely wounded the clan leaders, forcing the Eight Great Clans to obediently abide by the rules he had established.
He had done his utmost for the Four Divine Beasts, too.
"But given the situation now, if they go to Hell on their own, I doubt even one of them will reach the Skyline Mountains. The Four Divine Beasts Clan will have to send experts to escort them back." A glint flashed in Beirut's eyes.
Baruch and the others, the first generation of Four Ultimate Warriors, were creations Beirut had engineered through his experiments. He kept an eye on them from time to time.
Beirut knew exactly what was happening in Hell.
The war between the Four Divine Beasts Clan and the Eight Great Clans was raging. Neither side was willing to back down. Though the Four Divine Beasts Clan was at a disadvantage, the glory they had once held as a clan kept them from lowering their heads and showing weakness. Both sides were locked in a brutal war of attrition.
Seven-Star Fiends were not easily killed.
Yet in the battles between the Four Divine Beasts Clan and the Eight Great Clans, dozens of Seven-Star Fiend elders often died in a single millennium. Even more Six-Star Fiend High-Gods had perished.
In such circumstances, if Baruch and the others went to Hell without an expert escort, they would certainly die.
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