Destruction

Unlike the Mysteries of the seven Elemental Laws, which had traces to follow, every strand of the Mysteries of the four Supreme Rules was intertwined. Destruction, annihilation, slaughter, extinction, creation, and everything else within Destruction were all fused together, inseparable. Some people divided the Destruction Rule into paths similar to the Elemental Laws and analyzed them clearly, yet when such an expert shared his insights with others, he discovered that what another person comprehended was fundamentally not the same as what he himself had comprehended.

Bolan now seemed to have arrived at the lair of the Destruction Rule itself, facing that awe-inspiring world of Destruction head-on.

"The Destruction Rule... no wonder that even among the four Supreme Planes, there are so few beings who have cultivated the four Supreme Rules to the extreme. It's simply too difficult!" Bolan sighed.

The path of Rules was far too complex. Bolan felt that if he took even one wrong step, then even ten thousand years of effort would still be useless. However, there was one aspect of cultivating the Mysteries of Rules that those cultivating the Mysteries of Laws could not compare with.

When cultivating the Mysteries of Elemental Laws, unless one began comprehending and fusing them simultaneously from the start, if one instead fully comprehended them, reached the High God level, and only then attempted to fuse the Mysteries, the difficulty would be more than ten times greater than the former method. Cultivating the Mysteries of the four Supreme Rules was different. Although it was also much harder, once one reached the High God level through the Mysteries of Rules, fusing them would instead become much easier.

Bolan devoted all his focus to comprehending the Destruction Rule. At this time, he could clearly feel his Mysteries of Destruction advancing at an inconceivable speed. Things he had previously failed to understand were also rapidly becoming clear in this exposed "Land of Rules." With every minute and every second bringing progress, his comprehension of the Mysteries of Destruction grew deeper and deeper.

The Antarctic Region was already at the very edge of the continent. There was no sunrise or moonset here, only scorching heat unbearable to ordinary people. Bolan cultivated in such an environment for who knew how many months or years. To a Saint-level expert, time was already something completely unimportant. As long as a Saint-level expert was not killed, he would never die. Perhaps that was the only benefit of this world without the Laws of Time and Space. Yet without the existence of space and time, and without the threat of death, everyone would inevitably grow lax after cultivating to a certain level.

But Bolan was not anxious in the slightest. He had already comprehended the true essence of Destruction. The entire path before becoming a Middle God had already been opened to him; once Bolan raised his level, he could directly become a Middle God.

Time flowed like water, and in the blink of an eye, three years had passed. The Antarctic Region remained unbearably hot. Before a hazy membrane sat a bare-chested man. In Bolan's mind, every path of Destruction continuously evolved, and he continuously fused each path together.

"It's here." A sudden insight struck him. Bolan abruptly opened his eyes and shouted.

At this moment, Bolan clearly sensed that he had crossed the boundary that had blocked him for several years—the God-level.

Bolan instinctively looked toward the sky.

BOOM

A vast power that shook the soul suddenly descended, completely engulfing Bolan. Even the space around him distorted. Bolan's entire body seemed to be lifted directly by some unknown force, and he actually floated into the air.

This was a levitation entirely beyond his control.

"How terrifying. I am actually so insignificant, like an ant." Bolan could clearly sense that vast, ancient, indescribable power. It was a power akin to the Laws or Rules themselves. Even God-level power was merely a tiny ant before it.

So this is the Laws of the World that determine whether one becomes a god. Bolan was deeply shaken.

The descent of the Laws of the World drew the attention of every expert on the Yulan Continent. Any Saint-level expert could clearly sense that another God-level being was about to emerge on the continent.

"It's that rather talented boy. For the Dragonblood Warrior clan to produce such an oddity... this boy's talent truly is quite good. What a pity that he became a god through the Destruction Rule!" The Chief Sovereign Beirut, far away in the Dark Forest, was watching Bolan. "Unfortunately, he does not meet my requirements." He then stopped paying attention to Bolan.

In the Yulan Empire, the High Priest gazed toward the south of the Yulan Continent, her brows tightly furrowed. "Another god has appeared. I wonder which Saint-level limit expert broke through. Two gods have already emerged during this period!"

Originally, there had been only one empire on the Yulan Continent: the Yulan Empire. Back then, no one dared resist. Later, the War God became a god and directly used force to split the Yulan Empire apart, founding the O'Brien Empire.

The birth of any God-level being on the continent would inevitably affect the situation across the entire continent.

Within a lava pool deep in War God Mountain of the O'Brien Empire, "Someone else has become a god. The south? I wonder who it is," the War God muttered. He then looked toward his chief disciple atop War God Mountain, Fain. Seeing Fain's somewhat dejected expression, he sighed as well.

Cesar, who had only just become a god and was preparing to enjoy life, suddenly furrowed his brow. "Who is this? I didn't become a god, and no one came out. The moment I became a god, here they all come." He then sighed in frustration.

Only Dilin, in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, revealed an unfathomable glint in his eyes. "The Destruction Rule..." As he murmured, a fierce gleam that others could scarcely understand flashed across his bewitching face. Then, recalling what that person in the Dark Forest had said, he fearfully withdrew the gleam from his eyes and continued his secluded cultivation.

At this moment, Bolan had no idea what the others were thinking. He did not need to do anything.

A special power directly entered Bolan's mind and enveloped his soul. At that moment, the secrets buried deep within Bolan's soul emerged from his own mind. Even the Destruction Rule he had comprehended was drawn out by that power.

SIZZLE! SIZZLE!

Above Bolan's head, a power containing the "aura of Rules" began to gather. At the same time, the power of Destruction within it frantically condensed above Bolan's head.

In only a few breaths, Bolan saw a black crystal radiating gray light spinning as it floated above his head. It was his own Destruction-aspected Low God Godhead. The instant the Godhead formed, it established a connection with Bolan's soul.

This Godhead had been born according to Bolan's soul, completely fused with it.

Even if one successfully refined another person's Godhead, it could never compare to a Godhead condensed by the Laws of the World based on one's own soul.

Looking at the gray-glowing Godhead floating above his head, Bolan's heart filled with excitement. He had not expected to become a god so quickly. He had expected that, in around ten years, he would directly fuse the Mysteries of Swiftness and Slowness from the Wind Elemental Laws and become a god. He truly had not expected the Destruction Rule, which he had only comprehended for a short time, to surpass the Wind Elemental Laws and allow him to become a god first!

At this moment, the Laws of the World directly sent Bolan a message: "Let him choose whether to become a god within his body or outside his body."