"Patrick? We haven't seen each other for hundreds of thousands of years, have we? You've actually become a midgod." Deep beneath the sea, a powerful divine sense quickly answered Petrick. "What are you doing in the South Sea?"
"Of course I came looking for you. It took me over eighty years to find you, and it wasn't easy," Patrick said with a laugh.
Most of the Material Plane of the Zhongyuan Continent was ocean, especially the boundless South Sea, whose total area was more than a hundred times that of the continent itself. Finding someone in a place like that was difficult. Even with his divine sense extending a hundred thousand miles in every direction, the search was still painfully slow.
The person he was looking for lived alone and had no fixed home. He might even be constantly on the move. Finding him within a century had been a stroke of luck.
"Haha, if you went to all this trouble to find me, it must be something important," the mysterious man said again, already flying toward Patrick.
In the Material Plane, midgods moved extremely fast. Before long, he had arrived in front of Patrick.
"Jialuoke, your divine beast talents really are terrifying. Even your speed is far greater than mine," Patrick said in surprise.
"You knew that a million years ago," Jialuoke replied. "So, what did you come to me for?"
"It's like this." Patrick told him everything that had happened on the Zhongyuan Continent.
"What? He became a god in just over ten years?" Jialuoke asked incredulously.
"That's right. And he's incredibly powerful. Do you think he might be a divine beast whose true form resembles a human? Otherwise, I can't understand how he could be so strong," Patrick asked.
"It's possible." Jialuoke nodded. "Whether he's extraordinarily gifted or some kind of unusual divine beast, I'll have to go take a look."
"Haha, good. He must be hiding a huge secret. When we find out what it is, we'll split it fifty-fifty," Patrick said with a hearty laugh.
"No. I get seventy percent, you get thirty. If it's knowledge, we'll share it," Jialuoke said.
"Fine, agreed." Patrick readily accepted. The other man was far stronger than he was, and he was the one asking for help. Naturally, he would have to rely on him.
"Then let's go." Jialuoke nodded.
A black-and-teal streak of light shot toward the Zhongyuan Continent.
A month later, just outside Qingyue City, Jialuoke frowned. "Why are there so many lowgods here? Patrick, did you lie to me?"
Midgods were indeed powerful. Against an ordinary lowgod, they could usually kill them with a single blow, whether by soul attack or physical attack, leaving their opponent little chance to fight back.
But with more than thirty lowgods gathered together, even the two of them working in tandem wouldn't have the upper hand. They could even end up dead.
"I... I don't know either. When I left the Zhongyuan Continent, the Radiant Church had only eleven lowgods." Patrick was dumbfounded. He had thought that bringing along a midgod stronger than himself would make dealing with them a piece of cake.
He hadn't expected more than twenty additional lowgods to appear. If they really fought, he would be in serious danger of dying.
"You left the Zhongyuan Continent over eighty years ago. In that time, I only recall the laws of heaven and earth descending once in that direction. So these new lowgods must have become gods by refining divine sparks," Jialuoke reasoned.
On a Material Plane, an event as momentous as the descent of the laws of heaven and earth couldn't be concealed from other god-level experts. They could sense it from anywhere, though the strength of the sensation varied.
"Most likely. I sensed those lowgods from the Radiant Church, and they were indeed Saint-level experts before," Patrick said. "I just don't know where they got so many divine sparks!"
"They definitely didn't come from the Radiant Church. I've sensed over a thousand Saint-level experts myself. If they'd had divine sparks before, they would have chosen people to refine them long ago," Jialuoke said.
"Then they must have come from that Sean," Patrick replied. "There's no other explanation."
"Sean really is remarkable. He must be hiding some special secret," Jialuoke said with a smile.
Even a Lowgod Spark was the most precious of treasures to a midgod.
"So what do we do now?" Patrick asked. He knew Sean must be hiding a major secret, too.
"The two of us can't take on that many. Let's go back to the South Sea and find some others to join us." Jialuoke thought for a moment.
A year later, a little over ten thousand miles outside Qingyue City, Jialuoke and Patrick stood with more than a dozen other powerful figures hovering behind them.
"Everyone, we've already gone over the rules. It's rare for you to visit the Zhongyuan Continent, so I don't care what you do afterward. But until we've killed all the god-level experts of the Radiant Church, you must not wander off," Jialuoke warned them.
"Lord Jialuoke, don't worry. We know what to do. All we ask is that you honor our agreement: once this is done, each of us gets one Lowgod Spark," one lowgod said.
"Of course." Jialuoke agreed. "We'll head to Qingyue City shortly. Don't get too close, or they'll sense you. Patrick and I will attack first. Once the energy from our battle reaches you, you can come over."
"Understood," the dozen or so lowgods replied.
"Let's go." Jialuoke turned to Patrick.
"Right." Patrick nodded. All these lowgods had become gods independently.
It wasn't that everyone in the South Sea was exceptionally talented. As a native midgod, Jialuoke knew the situation there and had deliberately selected these people. In any case, divine sparks were a tempting reward for any god-level expert.
It would have been even safer to bring in another midgod. There were several more in the South Sea. But if another midgod met Sean, they would probably notice that something about him was unusual. If they later discovered some treasure or secret and caused unnecessary trouble, that would be a problem.
With more than a dozen lowgods who had become gods independently to help, plus the two of them, taking on more than half of the thirty lowgods—most of whom had only recently refined divine sparks—would be no challenge.
Even if they were still outnumbered, they only needed to stall long enough for the two midgods to slaughter some of the others. That wouldn't be a problem, especially since they could first kill several with a surprise attack.
Qingyue City:
Sean, who had been in seclusion, suddenly sensed intense hostility all around him. He immediately spread out his divine sense and shouted, "Everyone, be careful!"
But it was already too late. Two powerful attacks struck six lowgods from the Radiant Church who were maintaining the Radiant Magic Array.
Boom! An enormous burst of energy erupted inside Qingyue City, reducing everything within several miles to ashes. The shockwaves from the battle between the god-level experts swept away every building within dozens of miles.
Countless ordinary people died. Even Saint-level experts who were too close were almost instantly killed.
"Two midgods." Sean's expression changed. Besides Patrick, there was another midgod who cultivated the Water Law.
Under the two midgods' coordinated surprise attack, five of the six lowgods maintaining the Radiant Magic Array died on the spot. The sixth, Huoqi, was gravely wounded, then immediately burrowed underground and fled.
P.S. The Material Plane arc is almost over. Guess which Divine Plane the protagonist will go to?
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