Elmer

Elmer thought with a sense of relief as he quickly flew toward the location of his base, as remembered in his mind.

Looking at the ruins before him, Elmer's smile instantly froze.

Where did my massive base go??

He dared not open his eyes, hoping it was just an illusion.

Elmer reached out to rub his eyes, then opened them again, filled with anticipation.

"Crackle, crackle~~"

A breeze blew past, and the lingering flames emitted a burning sound; the ruins before him remained completely unchanged.

"No!!!!"

"Who? Who is it! Across the entire Azeron Continent, who dares to touch my, Elmer's, belongings!"

A roar erupted from the mountain range, startling countless Soul Crows into flight.

On a tree in the distant mountains, Lynn, who had returned, watched Elmer with a calm expression.

"This must be the Saint Domain the Black-Clad Soldier mentioned. Is he actually not a human?" Lynn frowned slightly, with his cousin Kasa following behind him.

In the darkness, Elmer's three golden pupils were far too conspicuous; they were clearly not something an ordinary human could possess. He was definitely from a special race.

"Three eyes?"

Lynn's gaze swept over the golden pupils radiating light atop Elmer's head. Recalling the large number of ordinary people and the high-priority mages imprisoned within the base, and thinking back to the original work, a guess flashed through his mind.

"Could this Saint Domain be from the Three-Eyed Winged Human Race, kidnapping people to refine their soul essence?"

Lynn guessed, but he wasn't certain. After all... the Coiling Dragon World had thousands of races with strange and bizarre appearances; the Three-Eyed Winged Human Race wasn't the only one with three eyes.

"It's a pity he's an unknown race. If he were an ordinary human, I could have tested his strength, or perhaps even killed him outright."

Watching Elmer, Lynn shook his head with regret.

Elmer was of a special race, and Lynn could not determine how much of a strength boost that race provided him.

Without Elmer making a move, Lynn couldn't gauge his comprehension of the Fire Laws. If they were both at the Saint Domain limit, Lynn would likely be no match for Elmer due to the racial advantage, so he naturally wouldn't choose to take the risk.

"I'll find someone to ask about him later..."

Lynn took a deep look at Elmer, memorizing him well. The two were now enemies, and they would inevitably clash one day in the future.

"If he is at the Saint Domain limit, I will move to the Starfire Kingdom and face the enemy alongside Xiao Yan. If he is only at the peak of the Saint Domain..."

A hint of coldness flashed in Lynn's eyes. Wrapped in the Fate Law, he left the Dark Night Principality without a sound.

In the Starfire Kingdom, after seeing Roger off, Xiao Yan entered seclusion once again.

Relying on the boost from his silver talent [Do Not Bully the Young and Poor] to his comprehension of the Fire Laws, Xiao Yan's cultivation progressed very smoothly.

In addition to the Fire Element he had comprehended at the very beginning, Xiao Yan had also successfully mastered the Fire Body Technique and Combustion mysteries during this period.

"Hoo~"

Xiao Yan opened his eyes from his cultivation.

"The current priority is to become a god. Compared to the newly mastered Fire Body Technique and Combustion mysteries, my focus should be on the Fire Element mystery, which is already more than halfway comprehended."

Determining his next direction for cultivation, a look of regret flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes.

"It's a pity... the silver talent's boost is limited, and fusing laws is incredibly difficult. I have a feeling that if I follow the path of mystery fusion, I won't be able to make any progress for decades. It seems the upper limit of the silver talent is roughly the level of an ordinary Highgod, perhaps around a zero-fusion Highgod."

On the other side, after Lynn brought Kasa and his cousin back to the Roland Empire and settled them in, he disappeared once again to inquire about news of Elmer.

"Wilbur has lived for tens of thousands of years; perhaps he knows information about this mysterious Saint Domain."

Lynn thought to himself as he flew into the Zhongyuan Empire palace.

"Wilbur, come out and see me!!"

Inside the pavilion, Wilbur, who was playing "eagle catching the chick," felt his body tremble in fright upon hearing Lynn's voice. Without hesitation, he pushed the maid aside and rose to fly outside.

"Mr. Lynn, you've returned!"

A disheveled Wilbur quickly approached Lynn.

Lynn glanced at the scratch marks on Wilbur's chest, raised an eyebrow, and felt a bit awkward. He hadn't used his spiritual energy to scout ahead before coming this time; it seemed he had interrupted someone's good time.

"Ahem~" He gave an awkward cough.

Lynn calmly shifted the subject to divert Wilbur's attention. "Among the Saint Domains on the Azeron Continent, is there an old man with three eyes?"

"An old man with three eyes?" Wilbur looked stunned. "Is the lord speaking of Elmer?"

"Is he the only one?" Lynn's expression remained unchanged as he secretly observed Wilbur.

"There are many Saint Domains on the continent, but Elmer is the only one with three eyes!" Wilbur said with certainty.

"How is Elmer's strength?"

Wilbur recalled for a moment.

Elmer has an eccentric personality and never interacts with other Saint Domain experts, but a thousand years ago, he had a conflict with the Church of Light. Elmer once exchanged over a hundred moves with the Pope of Light, Abraham, and the two fought to a draw.

"His strength should be slightly greater than mine; he counts as a powerhouse of the second tier and is a death-style Saint Domain expert."

"During the battle with Abraham, did Elmer use that third eye?" Lynn suddenly spoke up.

Special races always possess special talents; in the Coiling Dragon World, talent is king, after all.

Ever since Xiao Yan took that blade in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, Lynn, as a transmigrator, had long since curbed his arrogance and impatience, no longer underestimating the natives of the Coiling Dragon World.

Elmer's third eye, which differed from ordinary people, was surely his special talent. Lynn would remain vigilant until he figured out Elmer's trump card.

"No... he didn't." Wilbur recalled the information from the great war a thousand years ago, his tone carrying a hint of uncertainty.

"Oh." Lynn's expression was indifferent, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Lynn naturally would not fully believe the words of Wilbur alone.

"If Elmer is only a second-tier Saint Domain expert, I can have Xiao Yan take action directly. My clone possesses combat talent and uses Fire Laws to double his combat power, which is almost on par with using Fate Laws; he is perfectly suited to test Elmer."

"Furthermore, since Xiao Yan uses Fire Laws, if he truly encounters danger, his escape speed far exceeds that of the Fate Laws."

Lynn made up his mind.

As Xiao Yan headed toward the Dark Night Principality, Lynn looked up at the black firmament and fell into deep thought.

"It seems a bit different from a dozen years ago."

Lynn sighed softly, his tone ethereal.

Lynn's initial purpose in approaching Kasa was merely for intelligence; his fundamental goal was to let his clone cultivate in peace.

Yet now, Lynn was having his cultivating clone... come out of seclusion early to fight Elmer, whose trump cards remained unknown.

It was inverted; everything had been inverted.

However, Lynn did not regret this.

There are always some things that rank higher than others.

Lynn had always understood one thing: cultivation is for the sake of becoming stronger, and the purpose of becoming stronger is to grasp one's own fate and allow oneself more choices.

If one could remain indifferent even when a close friend goes missing, then what kind of fate could one possibly grasp!

One would be nothing more than a puppet subservient to power.