The Far East Prairie.
Kolan drank mare's milk and chewed on beef.
"Desri, Hayward, Buffon, Higginson. How interesting!" Kolan's lips curled slightly.
Kolan had accepted Desri's offer to serve him.
Desri was now at the second level of the Saint Realm, while his three brothers were somewhat weaker.
Still, Kolan took them in and gave Desri a token.
Desri had also found a remote mountain village within the Kolan Empire, where he lived in seclusion and cultivated.
"And now Tulilei is even being called the 'Martial Saint'!" Tulilei had only recently entered the Saint Realm, but he was already one of the few Saint Realm powerhouses on the Far East Prairie.
The Far East Prairie was much larger than the Kolan Empire. Its tribes were constantly at war, and many powerful people had emerged there.
Yet across the entire Far East Prairie, there were only around a dozen Saint Realm powerhouses.
Tulilei had now become a role model for many children and young people on the Far East Prairie.
Kolan had been on the Far East Prairie for exactly half a year. During that time, he had traveled all the way from the Kolan Empire on foot.
Over those six months, Kolan had met plenty of herdsmen. He had treated himself as an ordinary person, living the life of an ordinary traveler.
The Far East Prairie was divided into tribes, which formed its basic units. There were small tribes and large ones. People here grew up on demonic horses, were skilled at riding and archery, and were extremely martial.
Every year, the Kolan Empire bought a great many demonic horses from the Far East Prairie.
Kolan continued wandering across the Far East Prairie.
He had no idea how many years had passed.
One day, Kolan reached the southern part of the Far East Prairie. The Blazing Desert was nearby, and there were some mountain ranges in the surrounding area.
Kolan was exploring a desolate mountain range.
"So this is the Death Mountain Range the herdsmen talk about!" Kolan's lips curled slightly.
"I wonder if it's the same Death Mountain Range that'll still be here thousands of years from now," Kolan mused.
At last, he had arrived. Kolan discovered that this place really was useful for cultivating the Wind Elemental Laws.
But it was useless to him, since he cultivated the Death Rules.
Kolan felt a pang of regret, then continued on his way and entered the Blazing Desert.
The Blazing Desert lay south of the Far East Prairie. It covered roughly a third of the prairie's area and bordered both the Far East Prairie and the Rhine Empire.
Temperatures in the Blazing Desert were high, and it received almost no rainfall each year. It was completely unsuitable for human habitation.
Only a few cacti grew in the desert.
However, all kinds of desert-type magical beasts could be found there.
Kolan wandered aimlessly, searching for opportunities to comprehend the Death Rules.
In the blink of an eye, several hundred years passed.
On December 30, 5600, by the Yulan Calendar—the day before the Magnolia Festival—
people all across the Yulan Continent were making preparations to celebrate the Magnolia Festival.
Even those at war had called a halt, letting their soldiers enjoy the festival.
In the Miniature Plane Space, Kolan's Death God Clone was covered in a fine layer of dust.
Suddenly, a bright smile appeared on Kolan's face.
A wondrous feeling welled up inside him. It was as if he had crossed some kind of boundary in that instant and was about to reach the Mid-God realm.
"Hum~~"
Sure enough, the Laws of the World descended.
They lasted for about fifteen minutes before fading away.
Kolan's Death Rules Divine Clone had finally reached the Mid-God level.
"Next, I'll use Fused Divine Power to strengthen my body," Kolan thought.
Kolan began trying to fuse his Mid-God Life Divine Power with his Mid-God Death Divine Power.
Before long, the two kinds of divine power began to merge.
The resulting Fused Divine Power was ten times stronger than ordinary Mid-God power.
"This power is truly formidable. It's probably no weaker than Highgod Power," Kolan thought.
The terrifying aura radiating from the Fused Divine Power made anyone who sensed it feel their heart tremble.
"Pssht, pssht, pssht~~"
Kolan directed strands of Fused Divine Power into every part of his true body. Its effects were astonishing. He could feel his body slowly transforming: his muscles, meridians, and internal organs were all growing stronger.
The transformation continued for a full day.
Kolan discovered that his Saint Domain True Body was far stronger than a Lowgod Artifact. It was probably on par with a Midgod Artifact!
His body had become unbelievably powerful.
Kolan was confident that, even without using Fused Divine Power, his Saint Domain True Body could kill the War God with a single punch.
After becoming a god, Kolan had sparred with the High Priest and the War God, but they were far too weak. After just one bout, he had lost interest.
"I succeeded this time in the Death Rules, which are more focused on the soul," Kolan thought, considering the matter.
"The Necropolis of the Gods will open in about a hundred years. I should spend the time strengthening my Divine Clones' bodies and nurturing my artifacts until they become Midgod Artifacts," Kolan thought.
"When the time comes, I won't settle for Lowgod Divine Sparks in the Necropolis of the Gods. I'll get Midgod Divine Sparks too. And an Highgod Divine Spark isn't out of the question! I want to see what treasures can be found on the twelfth level of the Necropolis of the Gods and beyond." Anticipation shone in Kolan's eyes.
Having reached the Mid-God level in the Death Rules and gained Fused Divine Power, Kolan dared to take on even a Highgod!
"Also, I hope I can find a Soul Gold Bead in the Necropolis of the Gods. That's what I need most right now!" Kolan desperately wanted a Soul Gold Bead.
Although his soul power would grow as he cultivated, Kolan felt that his Life God Clone was still a long way from reaching its limit.
If that was the case for his Life God Clone, his newly advanced Death God Clone was even further from its limit.
Kolan did not leave seclusion. Instead, he used Fused Divine Power to strengthen his Divine Clones' bodies and nurture his artifacts.
At the same time, he absorbed divine power.
Under the influence of the Laws of the World, absorbing divine power from the Ocean of Divine Power was very fast. Under normal circumstances, however, the process was extremely slow, and one could draw only a tiny trickle at a time.
Kolan would need a great deal of Fused Divine Power in the days ahead, so he had to keep working to draw divine power from the ocean.
The Forest of Darkness, Metal Castle.
"So he's reached the Mid-God level in the Death Rules too. He has a decent talent, but the Yulan Continent is too peaceful to produce strong warriors. Once the Necropolis of the Gods is over, I'll send him to a Divine Plane or Supreme Plane," Beirut said, narrowing his eyes slightly.
He had sensed the descent of the Laws of the World and knew that Kolan had reached the Mid-God level in the Death Rules.
With both the Life Law and Death Rules at the Mid-God level, along with Soul Mutation and Fused Divine Power, Kolan was comparable to an ordinary Highgod. He would be well-equipped to travel to a Divine Plane or Supreme Plane.
To be honest, Beirut had thought Kolan would leave the Yulan Plane long ago and venture into the Divine Planes and Supreme Planes. But several hundred years had passed, and Kolan still showed no sign of planning to set out for them.
That was just ridiculous.
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