Qinghuo understood that Hodan had a point. Paragons had the pride of Paragons. As long as you did not provoke them, they would not lower themselves to attack an ordinary god.
"Maybe I'll even provide them with protection, hahaha!" Hodan joked.
Qinghuo took those words as a joke. After all, they had been enemies before. Only Hodan himself knew that he would absolutely protect Linley and prevent him from undergoing a soul mutation.
"Alright, then. Go wander around on your own. I'll find some opponents to temper this clone!" With that, Hodan did not wait for Qinghuo's reply. He transformed into a streak of light and vanished from Qinghuo's sight.
Qinghuo was left alone, standing where he was and thinking.
Like Qinghuo, Hodan followed Linley from afar. However, because his Destruction God Clone possessed three portions of Willpower, if he truly wished to hide, even a Paragon would be unable to detect his trace.
Naturally, Hodan encountered some Commanders along the way. Such excellent opportunities to gain experience were not something he would let slip by.
Sixty years passed in the blink of an eye, and the number of golden badges in Hodan's possession had risen to eight. This meant that at least five more Commander-level figures had died at Hodan's hands.
In truth, Hodan had encountered more than just those five Commanders. Of course, only five had died at his hands and contributed their badges to him.
His death clone took action time and again. After battle after battle, his accumulation in the Death Rule grew ever deeper. When the day of eruption came, Hodan's strength would surely rise tremendously.
Naturally, through those repeated battles, Hodan's reputation spread as well. At the same time, because he had only recently become a Prefect and had changed his appearance, those Commanders