Chapter 42

Bolan faced two choices. One was to become a god within his body, after which he could only cultivate a single Destruction Rule. The second was to become a god outside his body, directly splitting his soul into two. The advantage was that his Saint-level original body could still cultivate other laws and rules.

Bolan was no fool. His Wind Elemental Laws were already close to godhood, and he had also comprehended the Rules of Death and Fate. How could he possibly choose to become a god within his body? Furthermore, by becoming a god outside his body, even if his divine clone fell in the future, he would not truly die. It was equivalent to gaining another life.

Without hesitation, Bolan controlled the Godhead to hover at his side.

"Ah!" Bolan could not help but let out an agonized scream. The intense pain made every muscle in his body convulse. At that moment, the sword-shaped soul deep within Bolan's Soul Ocean split directly into two under the embrace of the Laws of the Universe.

Splitting one's soul in two was far more unbearable than physical torture. The pain was simply tens of millions of times worse!

At that moment, Bolan's mind was completely blank. He had stopped thinking entirely and could only scream instinctively.

Gradually—

Bolan's screams slowly weakened.

The sword-shaped soul deep within Bolan's mind was split directly into two smaller sword-shaped souls. One remained deep within Bolan's Soul Ocean, while the other swiftly flew out of his body toward the Godhead at his side. The sword-shaped soul then entered the Godhead and effortlessly fused with it. This was true, complete refinement of the Godhead.

Bolan's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened. "Phew." He had regained some ability to think, though the exhaustion in his eyes showed that the damage caused by splitting his soul would not be so easily dispelled.

Splitting his soul in two truly inflicted enormous damage upon it. But when Bolan thought that he would probably have to split his soul at least three more times in the future, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Perhaps this was what they called the troubles of happiness. After all, not everyone would have such troubles. Bolan could only console himself like this.

"What a miraculous feeling. Whether it's my original body or the Godhead, both are me. There doesn't seem to be any difference at all!" Bolan said in amazement. In truth, whether it was a divine clone or the original body, both had been split from the same soul. Fundamentally, they were the same person, with no real difference.

Suddenly, with a rumble, the space around Bolan began to tremble. The soul within the Godhead suddenly sensed a strange place. It was a vast, misty space. There was no light in the sky, only the gray radiance emitted by the Elemental Ocean itself, barely illuminating this unusual plane.

Boundless elemental tides surged and roared, waves rising and falling. This was a sea of divine power containing countless Destruction Rules. Through the Godhead, Bolan's soul could sense a deeper layer beneath the surface of the Destruction Elemental Ocean.

The deeper one went into the Elemental Ocean, the purer the divine power became. With Bolan's soul strength, he could only barely break through to roughly fifteen meters beneath the surface. That was about five meters deeper than Linley had reached in the original story. It was likely because Bolan's Destruction Rule had already reached the level needed to break through to Middle God, though he had yet to begin the breakthrough. That was why he was only five meters deeper than Linley had been then.

Though the difference was only five meters, the intensity of the divine power already surpassed ordinary Low God divine power. It could be said that after Bolan's breakthrough, the likes of the War God would no longer be his match.

Rumble~~~

Fifteen meters beneath the surface of the Destruction Elemental Ocean, a large amount of divine power suddenly seemed to vanish into thin air. Following a special passage formed by the Laws of the Universe, it descended directly upon the Extreme South Sea where Bolan was located. Then, with the sword-shaped soul fused into Bolan's Godhead as its core, it began spreading outward and condensing into a divine body.

Amid a series of strange sizzling sounds, a naked body nearly identical to Bolan's formed from the head downward. With a thought, Bolan immediately controlled the divine power within his body to condense a black-gray robe over its surface.

Just as Bolan finished forming the robe, the special energy representing the Laws of the Universe suddenly dispersed into the air. This strange plane returned to tranquility once more.

"It's over!" A delighted smile appeared on Bolan's face. At the same time, he directly merged the Destruction Divine Clone, clad in a black-gray robe, into the bare-chested body of his original self. The sight was extremely bizarre. As Bolan continuously switched between bodies, he was naked one moment and dressed in a black-gray robe the next, playing to his heart's content.

Before long, after he had played enough, Bolan began examining his changes. Above the Soul Ocean deep within his mind, not only did the smaller sword-shaped soul float there, but beneath it, upon the surface of the Soul Ocean, there also hovered a figure clad in a black-gray robe. This was Bolan's Destruction Divine Clone.

"This soul space is quite extraordinary as well," Bolan marveled inwardly.

Soul space was something everyone possessed from birth. At the Saint-level, one could sense the existence of soul space, but only upon reaching God-level could one clearly see soul space and enter it.

There was actually no difference between a divine clone and one's original body, but there was one point: both bodies were equally important.

"This sea of divine power?" Through the Godhead, Bolan once again sensed that boundless sea of divine power. Endless divine power surged within it, eternal and unchanging!

Bolan once more entered the point fifteen meters beneath the surface. He was attempting to draw in Destruction Divine Power.

"Hmm?" Bolan discovered in surprise that the speed at which he drew in divine power this time was far too slow.

Through a special passage, strands of divine power flowed directly from the sea of divine power into Bolan's body. Though he was indeed drawing in divine power, the speed was truly pitiful, completely incomparable to when the Laws of the Universe had controlled it earlier. Just then, an enormous amount of Destruction Divine Power had been drawn in almost instantly, directly condensing a divine body.

"Looks like I'll have to be careful in the future. Once this divine body is damaged, the divine power required to condense it again will be far too great!" Bolan sighed endlessly.

He could clearly sense the existence of the sea of divine power, yet because the rate at which he could draw from it was so slow, he could only absorb it strand by strand. That feeling was enough to drive anyone mad.

Bolan made a rough estimate. Even if only one arm of his divine clone was destroyed, it would take about a hundred years of continuously drawing in divine power to condense that arm again.

Bolan immediately withdrew from this divine power plane. It's time to go home and take a look. I wonder how many years have passed during this secluded cultivation.

He then released his Destruction Divine Clone, leaving his Saint-level original body behind at this extreme point of the Antarctic Plane to continue comprehending the Destruction Rule. His Destruction Divine Clone, clad in a black-gray robe, found the right direction and flew north toward the Yulan Continent, more than ten times faster than he had been at the Saint-level!