Becoming a God

The soul and the Godhead fused into one.

Kolan gradually regained his ability to think.

"Rumble~~"

The surrounding space vibrated. The soul within the Godhead miraculously sensed a peculiar location—the very core of the boundless void. It was a vast, infinite plane, a place that could only be sensed upon reaching the realm of a god: the Ocean of Life Divine Power!

Kolan sensed a position thirty meters below the surface of the liquid divine power.

"Rumble~~"

Three meters below the surface of the ocean of divine power, a large amount of divine power suddenly vanished into thin air. Following a special channel formed by the Laws of the World, it descended directly into the miniature plane space where Kolan resided. Then, centered around the Life Godhead that had fused with his sickle-shaped soul, it began to condense into a divine body.

Soon, a body almost identical to Kolan's original form was formed.

When the divine body had completely condensed, the special power representing the Laws of the World vanished into thin air, and the miniature plane returned to calm once more.

Kolan's heart stirred, and he immediately controlled the divine power within his body to condense into a green robe on his surface.

"This feeling of weakness, it's as if I've come down with a severe illness!" Kolan sighed.

This sensation of having his soul split in two was truly unpleasant.

Taking out Soul Gold Beads, Kolan's Saint-level original body and his divine clone absorbed them together.

Soon, the Saint-level original body felt a sense of saturation; it had clearly reached its limit.

Although it was still a Saint-level original body, because he had become a god, the limit of his soul power had increased by more than two times.

As for the Life divine clone, the result was exaggerated; the limit of its soul had increased by a full thirty times.

The result was that even after all the Soul Gold Beads were absorbed, it was still far from saturated.

"This is truly infuriating!" Kolan couldn't help but complain.

Subsequently, Kolan began to refine Soul Gold Beads using the souls he had collected in the Necropolis of the Gods.

He refined four Soul Gold Beads.

The Life divine clone absorbed these four Soul Gold Beads, but it was still far from reaching saturation.

"Speechless. I'll have to find a way to refine more Soul Gold Beads in the future!" Kolan muttered to himself.

Without Soul Gold Beads, there was nothing he could do.

Afterward, Kolan began to carefully experience his divine clone.

The Life divine clone's body was composed entirely of divine power, making it significantly stronger than his Saint-level original body.

Moreover, the Divine Domain felt like an instinct.

Just as reaching the Saint-level makes flight an instinct, the Divine Domain was simply unsolvable for any Saint.

Even the strongest Saint could not defeat the weakest Lowgod, precisely because of this Divine Domain.

However, unlike the divine clones of others, Kolan was a soul mutant. Therefore, his Life divine clone could also sense the Death Law and could cultivate it as well.

However, because he had not yet become a god in the Death Law, he did not have fused divine power.

"There is no rush to use divine power to strengthen my Saint-level original body. The most important thing next is to cultivate the Death Law until I become a god. Once I do, the fusion of divine powers will allow me to rival a Midgod. Furthermore, the effect of using fused divine power to strengthen the physical body is even better!" Kolan thought to himself.

"This Tree of Life is truly miraculous; it can actually assist in cultivation!" Kolan couldn't help but gaze at the Tree of Life.

If not for this Tree of Life, he didn't know how many years it would have taken for his Life Law to reach the god realm.

Yet now, becoming a god had been so easy.

"This Tree of Life is too magical. I must study it thoroughly in the future," Kolan thought.

Afterward, he was in no rush to enter secluded meditation and instead had a good meal and drink.

In any case, his interspatial ring contained everything; he had enough meat from Saint-level magical beasts and wine to last for a long time.

After a hearty feast, Kolan finally settled his mind to cultivate the Death Law.

Compared to how easily he had cultivated the Life Law to the god realm, cultivating the Death Law was not nearly as simple.

Even with books and cultivation notes, cultivating the Death Law was not easy.

Forest of Darkness, Metal Castle.

Beirut narrowed his eyes. "His talent is quite good; he became a god independently so quickly."

"His fortune is also good, obtaining a seed of the Tree of Life. Perhaps he can become a powerhouse in the future." Beirut's eyes seemed to see Kolan, who was cultivating in the miniature plane space.

The moment Kolan became a god, Beirut had known.

As an Sovereign, in this little patch of the Yulan Plane, such a massive disturbance as becoming a god could not be hidden from him.

He even knew everything about the Tree of Life.

The Tree of Life was naturally a supreme treasure to Saint-level powerhouses, and it was also a great treasure to many gods.

However, for Beirut, it was nothing more than that.

Unless it was the Mother Tree of Life, nothing else could pique his interest.

"Catherine and O'Brien, truly disappointing. They don't even have the courage to take risks; reaching the level of a Midgod will be difficult." Beirut shook his head.

He saw it: on the twelfth floor of the Necropolis of the Gods, Catherine and O'Brien were working together—not to fight enemies, but to hide and flee together.

Two Lowgods working in tandem, yet they didn't even dare to fight the Lowgods on the twelfth floor.

The strong are forged through slaughter; one must have sufficient courage to fight.

"For Baruch and the others, relying solely on their own cultivation is too slow. It seems I must have them go to Hell, return to the Four Divine Beasts Clan, and undergo the baptism at the Ancestral Hall to awaken their divine beast bloodlines. With their foundation, after the baptism, the purity of their divine beast bloodlines will not be lower than that of the descendants of the Four Divine Beasts. Perhaps in the future, they will be able to cultivate to the level of an Asura, which would count as adding top-tier combat power to the Four Divine Beasts Clan." Beirut narrowed his eyes, calculating.

After the Four Divine Beasts fell, the Four Divine Beasts Clan retreated from various planes back to the Skyline Mountains in Hell. Naturally, the enemies of the Four Divine Beasts Clan would not let them retreat easily; the journey was a bloodbath, with countless casualties.

The Four Divine Beasts Clan paid a heavy price before finally retreating to the Skyline Mountains.

Among the enemies of the Four Divine Beasts Clan, several super clans even pursued them across planes into Hell, relocating their entire clans.

They even intended to storm the Skyline Mountains and annihilate the Four Divine Beasts Clan.

It was Beirut who stepped in to provide protection, killing 27 Seven-Star Fiend level elders of the Eight Great Clans and severely wounding the patriarchs of the Eight Great Clans, only then forcing the Eight Great Clans to obediently abide by the rules he had established.

He had certainly done his utmost for the Four Divine Beasts.

"However, given the current situation, if they were to go to Hell on their own, I fear not a single one would make it to the Skyline Mountains. I will have to have the Four Divine Beasts Clan send experts to escort them back to the Skyline Mountains." A light flashed in Beirut's eyes.

Baruch and the other first-generation Four Ultimate Warriors could be considered the fruits of Beirut's experimental creations, and Beirut would check on them from time to time.

Beirut was perfectly clear about the current situation in Hell.

The war between the Four Divine Beasts Clan and the Eight Great Clans was in full swing, and neither side was willing to back down. Although the Four Divine Beasts Clan was at a disadvantage, because of the clan's past glory, they refused to lower their heads or show weakness, and both sides were engaged in a brutal war of attrition.

Seven-Star Fiends do not die easily.

Yet, in the slaughter between the Four Divine Beasts Clan and the Eight Great Clans, more than a few dozen Seven-Star Fiend level elders often died every thousand years. As for the Six-Star Fiend Highgods who perished, there were even more.

Under these circumstances, if Baruch and the others went to Hell without experts to escort them, they would undoubtedly die.