Wind Laws Godhood

Wind elements were everywhere. Wherever wind elements existed, wind could form.

Once wind formed, there was Wind Space.

Wherever wind elements existed, there was Wind Space.

These were the points where the two Mysteries Fang Yun had found aligned.

For the past two years, Fang Yun had continually used sculpting to work out the implications of these points of alignment.

Now, with Fang Yun's efforts to fuse them, the two Mysteries had finally reached a certain threshold.

The degree of fusion required to become a god varied between combinations of Mysteries, though the difference was never too great. In the original story, Linley had become a god after fusing ten percent of the Mysteries of Speed and Slowness. But Fang Yun could clearly sense that his fusion of the Mysteries of Wind Element and Wind Space had not yet reached ten percent—at most, it was around eight percent.

The higher the Mysteries, the harder they were to fuse, and the threshold for becoming a god shifted accordingly.

"Boom—"

The Laws of the World descended.

A force imbued with the aura of the Laws began to gather high above Fang Yun. At the same time, the power of the wind elements surged toward it. A vast amount of the elements of the world rushed in from every direction, eventually condensing into a single point.

A moment later—

The surging elements of the world dispersed, leaving a black crystal glowing with a pale green light, floating above Fang Yun's head. It was a Wind-style Lowgod Divine Spark.

"Hiss—"

Even though he had already become a god once before, the pain of splitting his soul in two still made Fang Yun grit his teeth and suck in a sharp breath.

The pain came from the depths of his soul. It was so intense that even his thoughts ground to a halt. There was no escaping it.

Gradually, the pain subsided.

Under the protection of the Laws of the World, Fang Yun's soul split in two, forming two highly unusual souls shaped like vine plants. One remained within his main body. The other flew toward the newly formed Wind-style Divine Spark, instantly enveloping it before merging into it. In the blink of an eye, it fit perfectly with the Divine Spark. That was the advantage of becoming a god through External Godhood: the soul and Divine Spark were perfectly compatible.

Even gods who refined a Divine Spark could never achieve a perfect fit between their soul and the Divine Spark, no matter how thoroughly they refined it.

"Rumble—"

The space around him trembled. Through the soul inside the Divine Spark, Fang Yun sensed a strange place at the very heart of the boundless universe, a place that only gods could perceive—the Elemental Ocean!

"Boom—"

This misty space had no light in its sky. Only the blue-green glow radiating from the Elemental Ocean itself dimly illuminated this plane.

Boundless elemental tides surged, their waves rising and falling. This was the Wind Elemental Ocean.

The surface of the Elemental Ocean was made up of the elements of the world, condensed into a liquid. Through their Divine Sparks, the souls of god-level experts could sense a certain depth beneath its surface.

The Elemental Ocean's surface was liquid elements, while below... lay endless divine power!

The deeper the divine power lay in the ocean, the purer it was.

Fang Yun could easily sense a depth of nearly fifty meters beneath the Elemental Ocean's surface. Even Linley, in the original story, could sense only ten meters. That was entirely thanks to Bayer's remarkable talent.

The Coiling Dragon World placed far too much importance on talent.

Then, countless streams of divine power within that fifty-meter range suddenly vanished, flowing outward through a passage formed by the Laws of the World.

Where Fang Yun's Wind-style Lowgod Divine Spark hovered, light shimmered and flowed, slowly forming a body identical to Fang Yun's.

With a thought, he conjured a pale green robe over his new body.

"I've finally become a Wind-style god."

Fang Yun let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Becoming a Wind-style god meant he would be able to cultivate for a long time to come. He no longer had to be like before, with nothing to do but travel the continent.

Of course, the most important thing was still to figure out exactly why World Power grew stronger. Only by finding the reason could he increase his World Power faster.

And only after becoming a god could he travel to the Divine Planes of the Coiling Dragon World. The wonders of the Divine Planes far surpassed those of the Material Planes. But they were also vastly more dangerous.

Without revealing his Willpower, only becoming a god could give him some ability to protect himself.

The commotion caused by becoming a god was immense. The other god-level experts on the Yulan Continent naturally sensed the unusual disturbance.

"Someone in the Holy Union has become a god!"

In the Temple of Life in the Yulan Empire, the High Priest abruptly woke from her cultivation and looked northwest, her expression grave. "Could it be that Fang Yun..."

Years ago, she had suspected Fang Yun had found the key to becoming a god.

Any Saint-level expert at the peak on the Yulan Continent could potentially become a god, but Fang Yun was undoubtedly the most likely. Besides, he seemed to be the only Saint-level expert at the peak in the Holy Union.

Saint-level experts at the peak were powerful, but they could not affect the Yulan Continent. Gods were different; they could completely change the continent's balance of power.

The Yulan Continent's current balance had gradually settled into place after O'Brien became a god five thousand years ago.

The O'Brien Empire, War God Mountain.

This was the sacred ground of the entire O'Brien Empire, and the holy site in the eyes of every warrior on the Yulan Continent.

Deep beneath War God Mountain, in an extraordinarily secluded underground chamber, a man with fiery red hair abruptly opened his eyes. His gaze seemed to flash like blades, and his voice held a trace of confusion. "Someone became a god?"

This red-haired man was O'Brien, the founding emperor of the O'Brien Empire.

O'Brien had not become a god on his own. Five thousand years ago, he had obtained a Divine Spark and become a god by refining it.

Though refining a Divine Spark did not bring the descent of the Laws of the World, that did not mean he could not sense the disturbance caused when someone became a god.

"The direction of the Magical Beast Mountain Range?"

O'Brien frowned, a fiery red light dancing in his eyes.

He understood the Yulan Continent's current situation even better than the High Priest did, especially when it came to the Holy Union.

So he knew Fang Yun well. He had even considered taking him as a disciple. But now, it seemed there was no need.

"I hope this won't upset the continent's peace..."

O'Brien spoke slowly.

The Dark Forest,

inside the Metal Castle.

The moment the Laws of the World descended, Beirut noticed Fang Yun becoming a god. But then his face filled with astonishment. "A Wind-style Lowgod???"

Beirut's surprise was understandable. He had been keeping an eye on Fang Yun. In his battles on the Yulan Continent, Fang Yun had always demonstrated his mastery of the Light-style Laws. Beirut had thought Fang Yun was a Saint-level expert at the peak of the Light-style Laws, on the verge of becoming a Light-style Lowgod at any moment. He had even planned to use Fang Yun to spur on the other Saint-level experts on the continent, so he had thought he knew Fang Yun fairly well.

If Fang Yun had become a Light-style god, it wouldn't have surprised him much. But now he'd found out Fang Yun had become a Wind-style god?

The little fellow had been hiding a talent for Wind all this time?

And it was even greater than his talent for Light?

"Interesting..."

Beirut stroked his little mustache, his small eyes narrowing.

He had thought he had already seen through Fang Yun, but he hadn't expected the young man to have hidden so much.

He had become a Wind-style god while also being a Saint-level expert at the peak in the Light-style Laws. The little fellow really had remarkable talent.

It seemed the Yulan Continent was about to get even more interesting.

As far as Beirut was concerned, it didn't matter how many people became gods, or whether they were natives of the Yulan Continent. If anything, it would make things more interesting.

Besides the god-level experts on the Yulan Continent, the living beings around Stone Sculpture Valley naturally noticed the strange phenomenon in the valley.

Even space seemed to twist. The sudden, immense pressure made their hearts tremble.

"What... what happened..."

Doham's lips trembled as he stared toward the valley, his eyes filled with terror.

Dohar could only shake his head and swallow, unable to make sense of it.

Was this... something Lord had done?

How terrifying.

Fang Yun's Wind-style Divine Clone merged with his main body. As long as they were combined, his main body was just like a Wind-style Lowgod.

Although Fang Yun had become a god through External Godhood and split his soul in two, the weakness caused by the split was no major problem for him.

The easiest way for a god to quickly recover their soul was with a Soul Golden Pearl or amethyst. But Fang Yun had no use for either.

After all, Fang Yun was a Highgod. He could simply borrow a Highgod's Might to restore his soul. Highgod's Might made no distinction between the power of a Highgod and the power of a soul, so restoring his soul was easy.

On top of that, Fang Yun's soul had the shape of a special kind of vine plant and seemed to possess a strong natural ability to recover. So when he had first become a Light-style Lowgod, before becoming a Highgod, his soul had recovered quickly.

Now that he was a Highgod, it would recover even faster.

Fang Yun released his divine sense, easily covering the surrounding area and even reaching Fenlai City. It was on a completely different level from probing with spiritual force.

Fang Yun naturally noticed the living beings around the valley. But he didn't mind. With a movement, he appeared at the valley's edge.

Although he had not comprehended the Mysteries of Speed and Slowness, gods who cultivated the Wind Laws were fast by nature. And using Wind Space could make them faster still.

"My lord!"

When Fang Yun suddenly appeared, the Doham brothers snapped out of their shock, but they still couldn't suppress their astonishment.

The scene moments ago had been far too shocking.

Fang Yun gave them a casual nod, in an excellent mood. "You've made good progress."

He could tell at a glance what level the two of them had reached.

Paying the Doham brothers no particular attention, Fang Yun looked around the valley. It was winter now, and a light layer of snow covered the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

When he had released his divine sense earlier, he had unexpectedly sensed Linley. At that moment, Linley was sculpting the Stone Sculpture called "Dream Awakening"...

The seventeen-year-old boy was about to begin his legend on the Yulan Continent in earnest.

It seemed he, too, would be able to witness this iconic moment.

But if everything followed the story, Linley would soon obtain the Violet Blood Soft Sword. And Dylan would soon escape from the Plane Prison.