Ultimate Move

Five-star mission: The head or proof of kill of the Black Mountain Range bandit leader, Kelo. Reward: 5 billion Inkstone. Number of participants: 1 (1). Deadline: three years. (Note: This mission is extremely dangerous; it is recommended to have the strength of a Six-Star Fiend before accepting.)

Hodan accepted this subjugation mission right then and there.

After leaving Silvermoon City, Hodan took a Metal Lifeform out of his interspatial ring. This Metal Lifeform transformed into the shape of a golden long dragon, about a hundred meters in length; because it was a Metal Lifeform, it could shift into various appearances.

The dragon is the eternal totem of our Zhonghua Family. Even far away in a different world, Hodan would never forget the totem carved into his own bloodline.

Metal Lifeforms are the pinnacle works of alchemy and are the most common and ubiquitous means of transportation across the four supreme planes and seven divine planes.

"Truly peculiar. Even just a High-God level Metal Lifeform has a flight speed a notch faster than my own High-God clone," Hodan praised inwardly as he controlled the Metal Lifeform.

The High-God level Metal Lifeform in Hodan's hand had a flight speed more than ten times faster than his own. If Hodan drove it at full power, it could go even faster.

Hell is so vast that the speed of a Metal Lifeform can greatly save a god's travel time.

Because he wanted to attract the attention of bandits, Hodan put away his Fiend badge. He also maintained the Metal Lifeform's speed at a level similar to that of a Mid-God and disguised his soul aura as that of a Mid-God as well, so that it would be easier to go fishing.

This was the first time Hodan was truly traveling through Hell independently. He took out a map to study it, and looking at the map, he couldn't help but sigh at the vastness of Hell.

Hell is incomparably vast, almost boundless. Normally, a High-God might never have been to other continents; only Six-Star Fiends or Seven-Star Fiends would venture across Hell.

"If there were no map, it would be very easy to lose one's way," Hodan frowned slightly. Fortunately, the map in his hand was a gift from Silvermoon.

It detailed the various continents, the Chaotic Sea, the Starry Fog Sea, as well as some iconic buildings and terrain.

However, Hodan dared not be careless. Sometimes a difference of one centimeter on the map could mean hundreds of millions of miles in reality. After all, Hell is truly too vast; a prefecture capital covers a radius of over a billion miles, while a single city is only a few thousand to ten thousand miles across—a mere dot on the map.

"Hahaha, little ones, look what I've found? A Mid-God actually daring to fly around swaggeringly in a Metal Lifeform? Is there anything more delightful than this?" A haughty laugh instantly resounded throughout the Metal Lifeform.

Hodan's divine sense swept over, discovering dozens of divine-level experts standing in the air ahead. The leader among them wore a green robe and had green hair. Judging by his aura, he was a wind-element High-God, though it was hard to tell how many profound mysteries he had fused. But it likely wasn't many; experts generally wouldn't come to such a poor place to be bandits, especially with so few subordinates.

The auras of the other dozens were all Mid-Gods, and his soul perception didn't register any sense of danger from them, so Hodan knew the strength of these bandits was just so-so.

"There is actually a High-God among this group of bandits," Hodan looked at the green-robed youth. "Sure enough, one cannot get rich without ill-gotten gains. Being a bandit is a shortcut to rapidly accumulating wealth; even a High-God is no exception."

Hodan flew out of the Metal Lifeform, and the Metal Lifeform turned into a streak of light that Hodan stored away in his interspatial ring.

"Kid, seeing as you dared to fly across our Bonela Mountain Range alone as a Mid-God in a Metal Lifeform, I admire your courage. Leave your toll money, and we'll spare your life. Consider this a lesson to help you understand the cruelty of Hell!" the green-robed youth laughed loudly, and the other bandits roared with laughter as well.

In everyone's eyes, Hodan was just a rookie venturing into Hell for the first time, perhaps just teleported from a material plane. He clearly didn't know the rules of Hell, otherwise, why would he be flying around alone in a Metal Lifeform without being at the High-God level?

One had to know that those Mid-Gods usually traveled in groups, and even those High-Gods who had refined Godheads traveled in groups of three or five to prevent being ambushed by bandits. This was the first time they had seen someone like Hodan, who dared to fly around alone in a Metal Lifeform at the Mid-God level.

Clearly, the effect of Hodan hiding his cultivation level was working; these bandits didn't realize at all that Hodan was a High-God, and one whose strength was far greater than theirs.

"No wonder so few Mid-Gods dare to venture through Hell; most only dare to operate around the cities. It is truly because there are too many bandits in Hell. For an ordinary Mid-God to venture through such a cruel environment, whether they can survive for three days is a question." Hodan produced Zhengdu in his hand. As the blade light swept across, dozens of people instantly lost the luster in their eyes and plummeted from mid-air.

Killing dozens with a single strike!

From the outside, these people didn't have a single wound. Yes, this was Hodan instantly unleashing the sharpness of Zhengdu while fusing it with a soul attack, using the edge to break through their soul defenses and then sending the soul attack straight into the depths of their souls. That was how he killed them, which was why there wasn't a single wound on their bodies.

The moment Hodan struck, his High-God aura was revealed without reservation.

"A High-God? You are actually a High-God?" the green-robed youth said in terror. He knew he had kicked an iron plate. To be able to disguise his soul aura as a Mid-God so that even he, a fellow High-God, couldn't sense it, and to kill everyone except him in one strike—this was definitely an expert among High-Gods.

At the very least, he had the strength of a peak Five-Star or even a Six-Star Fiend.

The green-robed youth was a High-God after all, and since Hodan's ultimate move was still in its infancy, he managed to block this area-of-effect attack.

Hodan took the opportunity to test and refine his ultimate move multiple times. Finally, after one more test, Hodan slashed out directly, instantly extinguishing the green-robed youth's soul and killing him. This wind-element High-God was just an ordinary High-God who hadn't fused any profound mysteries; he simply couldn't withstand Hodan's attack.

"In Hell, it's not very common to cultivate other divine clones," Hodan looked indifferently at the dozens of divine bodies on the ground. None of these dozens had other divine clones, or their divine clones were elsewhere.

Don't look at Linley in the original story having four clones; even the current Hodan only had two divine clones. In fact, in Hell and even the various supreme planes, most people only have one divine clone and one Saint-level original body. This is the reality of the world; people with multi-elemental talent who can also cultivate to become gods are, after all, in the minority.

Even Beirut, or even big bosses like Oufu, only have two divine clones. One can imagine how rare multi-elemental talent is.

One must know that Beirut could ask the Death Paragon Dannington to help strip away soul fragments, and even then, he only had two divine clones. From this, one can see how rare multi-elemental divine-level experts are.

Hodan waved a hand, and the interspatial ring on the green-robed youth flew into his hand. Hodan dripped a drop of blood onto the ring, and the blood actually merged into it.

There was only over a hundred million Inkstone in wealth inside; it seemed this bandit group wasn't doing very well.

"However, I have already created the prototype of this ultimate move. It should be fully perfected soon," Hodan smiled.

Afterward, Hodan began his days of driving the Metal Lifeform while studying his ultimate move. Hodan experimented constantly and discovered that when he unleashed the sharpness of Zhengdu, the dissipated energy was too powerful.

So, Hodan kept concentrating the sharpness of Zhengdu, slowly focusing it onto the blade edge, and even the tip of the blade. When all the sharpness of Zhengdu was concentrated on the blade, it could even emit a buzzing sound.

Hodan knew this was a sign that Zhengdu had reached its limit of sharpness.

Meanwhile, after a long six months of flight, Hodan finally arrived at the Black Mountain Range. The reason it took so long was that over these six months, even with the map as a guide, he had lost his way three times, and he had encountered bandits hundreds of times. Thousands of bandits had become souls under Hodan's blade.

This also provided test subjects for the formation of Hodan's ultimate move.

Finally, when Hodan felt it was about right, he began the final polishing of his ultimate move.

That day, Hodan's afterimages flashed continuously across the sky of a mountain range, and even the dissipated energy was severely damaging the mountains.

"Chi chi~"

Fate divine power rolled continuously across Hodan's body, and various construction methods kept appearing in his mind, while the fate divine power on his body changed its composition accordingly.

After half a year of effort, Hodan finally researched an ultimate move that satisfied him.

Under Hodan's full exertion, Zhengdu buzzed continuously, and the blade manifested a hazy cyan-green mist. These were not dissipated energy; they were soul attacks meant to confuse the enemy's soul. After confusing the enemy's soul, the sharpness would break through the enemy's body and soul.

Hodan's strike contained both material and soul attacks. However, Hodan's current strength was insufficient to support the full power of both simultaneously, but he could switch between them instantly.

Relying on this ultimate move alone, with Hodan's peak Five-Star Fiend cultivation, he could firmly stand at the level of a Six-Star Fiend.

Therefore, an ultimate move that suits oneself can greatly amplify one's strength, which is why Hodan spared no effort to develop an ultimate move unique to himself.

"But to truly unleash the power of this move, one must have the strength of a Seven-Star Fiend. Otherwise, one can only be like this, having to choose between sharpness and attack, unable to possess both at once."