Brothers Reunited (Part 1)

Wharton could now be considered a genius himself, but compared to his two brothers, who seemed practically blessed by the heavens, he was admittedly a little less impressive. Wharton was still known alongside Olivier's younger brother, Blumer, as the Empire's "Twin Stars." Blumer, now over thirty, and Wharton, in his twenties, had been at odds since their academy days. They had chased each other all the way, and in the end, both broke through to the Saint level. Wharton had even reached Level 9 in human form, becoming something of a legend. This also completely shattered Olivier's former myth as a genius Sword Saint.

No one in the O'Brien Empire spoke of a genius Sword Saint anymore. Instead, they spoke of the Empire's pride, the "Twin Stars"—Wharton Baruch and Blumer Achisoren. When the two broke through to the Saint level, the king of the O'Brien Empire was overjoyed and directly granted them both the title of duke.

Of course, to true experts, an imperial title was nothing more than something easily obtained. However, just as in the original story, Wharton had fallen for the old king's own daughter, so he accepted the title. Blumer, meanwhile, saw Wharton accept the imperial title and felt somewhat dissatisfied, so he too accepted the title granted by King Joanne.

Bolan was still at the Extreme South Sea of the Yulan Continent, observing the Spatial Turbulence separated from the continent by only a thin barrier. Although countless wonders of the Destruction Rule continued to evolve within it, its increasingly obscure manifestations suggested that the exposed Destruction Rule here would not last much longer.

Bolan no longer intended to cultivate other rules or elemental Mysteries. After all, becoming a god through every additional Mystery would weaken his soul, slowing his future comprehension of laws. Moreover, an excessively weak soul could easily become his weakness. Yet aside from Beirut's place, there probably was nowhere else on the Yulan Continent with something like a Soul Golden Pearl that could replenish the soul.

Therefore, Bolan could only focus exclusively on the Destruction Rule. Fortunately, he had found this precious place for comprehending the Destruction Rule back then. Otherwise, his Destruction Rule would probably have found it difficult even to reach godhood by now, let alone the Middle God level!

"It's becoming more and more obscure. At most, the Destruction Rule here will disappear completely within ten years. It will probably only be enough to push my Destruction Rule to the peak of the Middle God level. I'm still just short of becoming a High God!" Bolan said with a sigh.

After saying that, he once again devoted all his energy to comprehending the Destruction Rule.

In the blink of an eye, six years passed...

Bolan, bare-chested and sitting quietly at the Extreme South Sea, rose to his feet. "Sigh, I didn't expect the exposed Destruction Rule here to disappear so quickly." Feeling the explosive power within his body and silently sensing the divine power that was far stronger than when he had first broken through as a Middle God, he muttered, "I probably have the strength of a Three-Star Demon in Hell now." That was equivalent to a High God who had fused with a Godhead.

"Although I didn't reach the High God realm I expected, my current strength should be enough to deal with most unexpected situations." Bolan was extremely confident. He was not even thirty yet. Compared to the peerless geniuses Beirut often spoke of—Low Gods in ten years, Middle Gods in a hundred, and High Gods in a thousand—he seemed to have far surpassed those figures.

"Not a thousand years. At most, within a hundred years, I'll become one of the powerful High Gods," Bolan murmured. It was unclear whom he was saying it to, or perhaps he was simply setting a goal for himself.

"There's nothing left here worth staying for." With that thought, he merged the Destruction Divine Clone dressed in gray-black robes into his bare-chested true body. He then took out a white robe he had often worn in the past from his spatial ring, draped it over himself, and leaped into the air, flying at high speed toward the Yulan Empire...

He had not seen his wife for several years. This time, Bolan intended to bring Catherine home directly and, while he was at it, hold a grand wedding for her.

The O'Brien Empire was especially lively at this moment. That very morning, the Empire's Twin Stars had both asked His Majesty Joanne of the O'Brien Empire for the hand of the king's most beloved daughter, Princess Nina. It left everyone utterly stunned.

Everyone in the Empire knew about Wharton and Princess Nina. Originally, His Majesty Joanne had intended to marry Nina directly to Wharton. However, just a few days earlier, Blumer's elder brother had returned from cultivating elsewhere and killed the "strongest expert of the Saint level," Heidesen, with a single sword strike. This put His Majesty Joanne in a difficult position.

Thus, he had them settle the matter with a duel. The winner would marry Princess Nina. Both men agreed to the battle.

Within half a day, the news spread throughout the entire Empire, and all its people erupted in excitement. Ever since the two had both broken through to the Saint level during a duel several years ago, they had not fought each other again. They were both geniuses, and most terrifyingly, both of their elder brothers were Saint-level experts as well. Very few people knew that Bolan was God-level. This duel therefore caused an unprecedented sensation.

While the two were preparing for their battle half a month later, a bare-chested man covered in scars appeared at one end of the Sunset Mountain Range. A seemingly unsharpened heavy sword was strapped to his back, and a small black talking mouse sat on his shoulder. The two looked remarkably harmonious together. Behind him followed a golden giant dragon, less than ten meters tall, yet radiating an immensely powerful pressure from within. It was an exceptionally powerful Saint-level Golden Dragon.

This was Linley, who had completed his training. He had truly fought his way through the Sunset Mountain Range, which was as famous as the Magical Beast Mountain Range. The Golden Dragon behind him was proof. His final battle in the Sunset Mountain Range had been against three long-famous Saint-level dragons: a Saint-level Thunder Dragon as swift as lightning, a Saint-level Tyrannosaurus with boundless strength, and the Saint-level Golden Dragon behind him, a great healer he had subdued.

After Linley decisively defeated the three giant dragons, they were all deeply impressed by this Dragonblood Warrior who had beaten them barehanded. They immediately offered him their loyalty. However, Linley already had two magical beasts, so he chose only the more imposing Golden Dragon as his mount. He then leaped onto its back and flew directly toward Chier County City, where he had parted ways with Barker and his five brothers.

Linley's heart was complicated. It was not because this period of cultivation had been incomplete. Linley could now be considered one of the strongest experts beneath the God-level, fully comparable to other Saint-level limit experts. In the nearby Chier County City, a gentle woman was waiting for him. But he already had Delia, leaving Linley deeply conflicted.

He did not know how to face the two women who had both left such deep impressions in his heart...