Momentum of Heaven and Earth

The night was as still as stagnant water.

"Crackle!"

The campfire burned.

Kolan sat cross-legged on the ground, his heavy sword resting flat across his knees.

Surrounding him, peak level-nine undead lifeforms and a Saint-level Undead Lifeform stood guard, ensuring that nothing could go wrong.

Kolan's heart was in perfect harmony with life.

Even without using soul power, even from a distance of several hundred meters, Kolan could sense everything clearly.

A flash of inspiration flickered through his mind.

A smile appeared on Kolan's calm, unruffled face.

He opened his eyes, stood up, and drew his heavy sword. The moment it left its sheath, it erupted with an astonishing momentum, as if the surrounding space had been instantly frozen solid.

A peak level-nine Old Corpse Demon tried to dodge, but at that moment, it felt as if it were trapped in an endless quagmire; even its voice vanished.

"Pfft!"

The heavy sword cleaved into the Old Corpse Demon, and its body, from head to toe, was instantly reduced to a pulp of flesh and blood.

The corners of Kolan's mouth curled upward.

Finally, the accumulation was sufficient; reaching the realm of "momentum" had come as naturally as water flowing into a channel.

To suppress others with "momentum"—this "momentum" was the momentum of heaven and earth. A single sword strike could influence the surrounding space.

"But what comes next is the level of laws and rules; that is the true difficulty!" Kolan muttered to himself in a low voice.

Regarding the seven elemental laws, he still knew of different profound mysteries.

But for the four major rules, there was no clear division of profound mysteries at all; one had to rely on one's own enlightenment.

If one reached the realm, one would become a god.

If one did not reach the realm, no one knew how many rules one had to comprehend, not even oneself.

There was no direction, and one did not know the depth or scale of the ocean of rules.

He cultivated the life rules and death rules; now, no one could help him or guide him. He had to rely on himself.

No, that wasn't entirely absolute. Perhaps the High Priest, who had become a god through the life rules, could guide him in that area.

However, the High Priest was the guardian deity of the Yulan Empire, high and aloof, looking down upon the mortal world. He didn't know the High Priest, and since they had no connection or friendship, why would she guide him?

"Next, it's the Magical Beast Mountain Range. Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. By fighting and training in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, perhaps I can carve out a path!" A look of determination appeared in Kolan's eyes.

The Magical Beast Mountain Range was the number one mountain range on the Yulan Continent, running almost entirely from north to south. The entire range was over ten thousand miles long and contained countless magical beasts, including Saint-level magical beasts with the power to "destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth." The entire continent had formed its different patterns because of this mountain range.

To the east of the Magical Beast Mountain Range lay the four great empires: the centrally located Yulan Empire, the southeastern Rhine Empire, the eastern Luo'ao Empire, and the northern O'Brien Empire. Besides the four great empires, there were several kingdoms and numerous duchies. To the east of the Magical Beast Mountain Range, there were also over a dozen kingdoms and dozens of duchies, which were divided into two factions: the Holy Union led by the Radiant Church and the Dark Alliance led by the Dark Church.

In the past, the territory of the Holy Union and the Dark Alliance was the land of an empire called the Pu'ang Empire. This Pu'ang Empire was established as early as the year 1500 of the Yulan Calendar, but it perished in the year 4400 of the Yulan Calendar.

As for the reason for its demise, it was simple: the chief mage of the Pu'ang Empire, Doering Cowart, had died. Without enough powerful experts to hold the fort, the royal family of the Pu'ang Empire could not control such a large empire, and so kingdoms and duchies were formed.

Of course, the shadows of the Radiant Church and the Dark Church were behind this.

The current Pope of the Radiant Church was Ernst, who had single-handedly founded the Radiant Church.

Besides Ernst, who was at the peak of the Saint-level, the Radiant Church had another Saint-level peak expert: Desri.

Not long after the Pu'ang Empire fell, the Radiant Church and the Dark Church took action to integrate those kingdoms and duchies, forming the Holy Union and the Dark Alliance.

Kolan headed north, not flying through the air, but traveling on foot.

On this day, Kolan stood at the northern edge of the Magical Beast Mountain Range and looked north, where he could see the boundless, azure North Sea.

"The North Sea, it really is vast." This was the first time Kolan had seen the ocean; the boundless, azure sea left Kolan feeling deeply shaken.

Thinking of the rumors he had heard along the way, "Baruch is truly powerful to have slain that Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor!" Kolan sighed to himself.

That Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor was terrifying, powerful to a frightening degree. During that beast tide, led by the Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor, there were two other Saint-level magical beasts commanding an army of hundreds of thousands of magical beasts.

That day, tsunamis raged incessantly, and cities crumbled.

Kolan happened to be passing by and resolutely chose to join the army to resist the magical beast horde.

Baruch was the first Dragonblood Warrior of the Yulan Continent!

At that time, Kolan held back the Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor, while Baruch fought two Saint-level magical beasts one-on-two.

Kolan had not expected that Baruch would not only slay those two Saint-level magical beasts, but after he himself fell into the Yulan River, Baruch had fought the Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor for a full day and night and actually managed to kill it.

"My strength now should not be weaker than Baruch's!" Kolan thought to himself. He possessed not only powerful spiritual energy but also a powerful body.

Currently, his greatest strength was no longer magic, but his prowess as a warrior.

This was because the power of fused battle qi was far greater than that of ordinary battle qi.

Fused magic power could not be used to cast fused spells, nor could it cast regular spells; it provided almost no boost to magic.

But fused battle qi was different; it made his battle qi ten times more powerful!

Coupled with his strong spiritual energy and formidable body, Kolan's strength was not to be underestimated.

"This time, I will traverse the entire Magical Beast Mountain Range and battle against magical beasts!" A flash of determination crossed Kolan's eyes.

Although he could summon undead lifeforms to fight, undead lifeforms were inherently much weaker than magical beasts of the same rank. Furthermore, since undead lifeforms obeyed his commands, they could never truly harm him, making them far inferior to magical beasts in terms of practical combat experience.

Kolan took a step forward, entered the Magical Beast Mountain Range, and began this journey of arduous training.

The Yulan Continent had three great forbidden zones: the Magical Beast Mountain Range, the Forest of Darkness, and the Sunset Forest.

Kolan had been to all three of these forbidden zones.

His experience could be described as extensive.

Back when Kolan apprenticed under a necromancer to learn Necromancy, it was on the outskirts of the Forest of Darkness at the edge of the Chaotic Territory.

Now, Kolan felt quite fortunate; it was a good thing his predecessor hadn't acted recklessly in the Forest of Darkness, otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he had died.

That 'King of the Forest of Darkness', Beirut, was not merely a god-level expert; he was an Sovereign, and an Sovereign who loved to play the pig to eat the tiger at that.

And that was not even mentioning Beirut; his three sons, the Harvey brothers, were existences who could annihilate him ten million times over with a single breath.

He did not believe for a second that, as Beirut's sons, the Harvey brothers were merely Saint Realm magical beasts. He suspected that the Harvey brothers were just like their father, Beirut—fond of playing the pig to eat the tiger, using the guise of Saint Realm magical beasts to specifically lure and kill other experts.