Manifesting a Micro-Planar Space

"Yes." The woman in white's expression shifted as she admitted it. Lying in front of an expert was foolish; when the gap in strength was too vast, the other party could sense it.

"Fine. Since that's the case, you can go join those people." Sean said indifferently.

The Coiling Dragon world was indeed a place where the weak were prey to the strong. Anyone doing anything, as long as their strength was sufficient, could not be called wrong—much like the dark turmoil in the Shrouding the Heavens world.

When the Death Law could be used to refine Soul Golden Beads, the tragedy of countless ordinary living beings was already destined.

Even for Sean, while he might not take the initiative to do such things, if such events occurred and the victims had nothing to do with him, he would not necessarily intervene.

In the Coiling Dragon world, countless such tragedies occurred every second, much like the animal kingdom on his past Earth; lions killing cattle was nothing more than the norm.

However, Shengyue City was different; he had grown up there, raised by people of the Darkness Church, and some of them could be considered his friends. Since they had all been killed, it could be considered a personal vendetta.

He lacked the ability for now, so naturally, he wouldn't act rashly, but if he ever gained the power, he would absolutely not let the person behind this go.

"My lord, no, I can do anything for you." Despair showed in the woman's eyes. She could barely be considered a peak Saint-level expert, yet in front of Sean, she had no confidence at all.

Sean did not use the Purple Blood God Sword again. A pale gray light shot out from his forehead, striking the woman's head like lightning. Without any energy fluctuations, the woman's body shuddered, and she fell directly from the sky.

Although the Shadow Clone and the Laws of Darkness were not specialized in soul attacks, the most unique aspect of profound mysteries was that once fused, all abilities improved, including soul attacks—though they were not as potent as those specifically involving soul-related mysteries.

Sean's soul attacks were far inferior to his material attacks, but they were not something an ordinary Saint-level expert could easily withstand.

Beside him, Ram felt its entire heart trembling. It hadn't been confident in escaping a one-on-one fight against this human woman, yet Sean had finished her off with a single casual move, and not even his strongest material attack at that.

"Ram," Sean said.

"Lord Sean." Ram immediately shrank to the size of a cat and flew over to Sean before speaking.

Sean said, "Gather the corpses of these six people and burn them to ashes. The first person I killed had a spatial ring; claim it as your own. Collect everything that cannot be destroyed into the ring, then remove all traces of this place."

A spatial ring was indeed a treasure, but Sean already had one, and one was enough. At least for now, he was alone and had no faction, so he didn't need extras.

"Yes, Lord Sean." Ram quickly agreed and flew to the side to clean up the aftermath.

In a short while, Ram returned. A few corpses were easily reduced to nothing by a fire; as a Saint-level fire-type magical beast, it could melt steel into water with a single breath. As for the weapons, treasures, and several artifacts that couldn't be burned or destroyed, they were all placed into the spatial ring.

"I am preparing to leave the Dark Forest," Sean said. "I suggest you leave as well. Although we destroyed the evidence, these six were likely high-ranking members of the Darkness Church. Once they go missing for too long, it will inevitably alarm a large number of experts, perhaps even God-level ones. Plus, there is still this magic array here; if we stay, we will surely be targeted."

God-level and Saint-level were an insurmountable chasm, much like the gap between a Sovereign and a Highgod. Their current cover-up would only delay the discovery for a short time. If he and Ram stayed, it would be suicide. Out of consideration for the company it had provided, Sean didn't mind offering a warning; after all, it was just a suggestion.

"Lord Sean, may Ram follow you?" Ram asked.

"You may, but not now," Sean said, shaking his head. "I need to go to a unique place, a place only I can enter. If you truly wish to follow me, you can find a place to hide first. There are many areas in the Zhongyuan Continent with clusters of magical beasts; just go to one of them and stay there. After some years, I will come to find you."

The Dark Forest was merely a place within the Zhongyuan Continent suitable for dark-type magical beasts. In other regions, there were even larger gatherings of magical beasts, such as the Ten Thousand Mountains, the Qingjue Grassland, and so on. These areas spanned hundreds of thousands of miles and contained numerous Saint-level magical beasts, perhaps even God-level ones. Because the natural environment was unsuitable for human habitation, they had long coexisted with human forces on the Zhongyuan Continent.

"Very well, then I will go to the Ten Thousand Mountains. I will stay near Lingyang City. If Lord Sean comes to find me, just set a large fire there," Ram said. Although every powerful magical beast had its own territory, it was all the same if it just needed a place to stay. If not for the fear of being discovered by human God-level experts, blending into a city as a small cat would have been no problem at all.

"Fine. When the time comes, I will definitely give you a surprise," Sean said nonchalantly.

He was leaving this time to prepare for his breakthrough to the God-level. Once he reached the God-level, combined with his weapons and the treasures he could continue to manifest, he would have enough to protect himself against Midgods. Especially since reaching the God-level would allow him to open the Coiling Dragon Ring and take out the Sovereign Power within; even ordinary Highgods might not be able to defeat him.

Once he reached the God-level, he could simply use his divine sense to locate Ram; there would be no need for the trouble of setting fires. As for the surprise, it would naturally be a Lowgod spark. Once he became a god, he would need a few god-level subordinates to handle tasks.

In fact, when he became a Saint, he could have manifested several god sparks. Linley had obtained three in the Necropolis of the Gods, and Beirut had even gifted one to Delia as a wedding present. However, he wouldn't gamble on who would become a god first; only after he himself became a god would he take out the sparks for others.

The man and the beast parted ways decisively. Sean, carrying the Purple Blood God Sword, left the sealed magic array entirely. During the time he wasn't fighting here, he had kept the sword plunged into the magic array, as he wasn't sure if this manifested seal was truly linked to the Plane Prison of the Zhongyuan Continent.

But now, he couldn't worry about that anymore. If a true expert emerged from within, that would be a problem for the Darkness Church to worry about. Given the insane, city-slaughtering behavior of the Darkness Church, what worse could people from the Plane Prison possibly do?

Strangely, even after the Purple Blood God Sword had been pulled out for quite a while, Sean specifically observed from a distance.

In the original story, the magic array shattered immediately after Linley pulled out the Purple Blood God Sword, but this one did not. It was merely unstable; perhaps it would collapse after some time.

He didn't know if it was because the plane was different, or if in the original story, it was because when Linley pulled out the sword, Diling on the other side happened to discover it and might have acted from the opposite side as well.

After watching for a while, Sean stopped caring. He could no longer stay here.

Two years later, Sean, who had kept a low profile the entire way, arrived at one of the most dangerous forbidden zones of the Zhongyuan Continent: the Kahali Desert.

There were no heaven-defying magical beasts here, but it was eternally arid. For hundreds of thousands of miles, there was almost no water. Even a 9th-rank water-type mage, exerting all their strength, could only cast a small rain shower at the edges. As for the deep interior, those below the Saint-level dared not enter, for the directions within were chaotic; once inside, one might never come out again.

As for Saint-level experts, they could alter the moisture in certain areas, but they wouldn't be so bored as to do so. Even God-level experts generally wouldn't come here.

After spending several more days, Sean arrived at the very center of the Kahali Desert. At this moment, the surroundings were incredibly scorching, making even him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Subsequently, he immediately used Earth Walk to drill into the ground, drilling down endlessly until Sean felt the infinite pressure above, which had reached his limit. If not for his incredibly strong body, even an ordinary peak Saint-level expert would likely have been crushed to death here.

"Manifest micro-plane," Sean communicated with the Coiling Dragon book in his mind and issued the command.