Changes

After the two left, Richard finally had time to examine the changes that had come with becoming a god.

First was the weakness of his soul. Even now, recalling the pain of splitting his soul in two left Richard with lingering fear. Yet in the foreseeable future, he would have to do it at least once more—perhaps even more.

Then there was Divine Power. Having just become a god, he could now draw Low-level Divine Power from the ocean of Wind Divine Power.

The deeper one went into the ocean of Divine Power, the purer the Divine Power one could extract. With his current strength, he could only draw Divine Power from roughly ten meters beneath the surface.

One had to remember that although he had only just become a god, his strength was far beyond that of an ordinary newly ascended Low-level God.

Of the nine Profound Mysteries of the Wind Element Law, he had already comprehended six: Wind Elemental Profound Mystery, Wind Movement Technique, Sound Wave, Sound Music, Fast, and Slow. Only Wind Space, Dimensional Blade, and Clone remained beyond his grasp.

Of course, the six he had comprehended varied in depth. For example, he had only just begun with Sound Wave and Sound Music.

However, he had fully comprehended Wind Elemental Profound Mystery, while Wind Movement Technique was only one step away from completion. He had also comprehended more than half of the Fast and Slow Profound Mysteries.

Most importantly, he had already begun fusing Profound Mysteries. Wind Elemental Profound Mystery and Wind Movement Technique had long since begun to merge. In addition, Wind Elemental Profound Mystery had separately become compatible with Fast and Slow, while Fast and Slow had also begun to fuse.

Thus, his current strength far surpassed that of an ordinary newly promoted Low-level God.

Even with his current strength, he could only extract Divine Power around ten meters below the surface. Any deeper, and it was likely the region of Mid-level Divine Power.

Richard flipped his palm and drew out his only Divine Artifact, the Azure Forest Sword. This was a Divine Artifact nurtured by Wind Divine Power. In the past, Richard had only used its inherent toughness and sharpness against enemies.

Now, however, he could unleash its full power. Richard lightly swung it toward the sky. A pale cyan sword aura streaked across the heavens, slicing apart the clouds before vanishing into the distance.

Richard chuckled. He had used only a trace of Divine Power just now. As expected, Divine Artifacts were meant to be wielded by gods.

Even if he was merely a Low-level God, and even if the Azure Forest Sword in his hand was merely a Low-level Divine Artifact, their combined power was still incomparable to before.

Now that he had become a god, he could select a batch of top-quality weapons and equipment from his clan and nurture them into Divine Artifacts.

This world was just that simple and crude. There were no pills, no arrays, and no artifact refiners. Divine Artifacts were forcibly nurtured by gods using Divine Power, while Sovereign Artifacts were nurtured by Chief Gods with Sovereign's Might.

The nurturing process took at least hundreds or thousands of years, and at most tens of thousands of years. In any case, a god's time was worthless.

The classification of Divine Artifacts was equally simple and crude: Material Attack Divine Artifacts, Material Defense Divine Artifacts, and Soul Defense Divine Artifacts. There were only these three types, nothing more. There were no other functional Divine Artifacts or the like.

There was a plain, unadorned sort of beauty to it.

Richard now intended to follow local customs and nurture a batch of Divine Artifacts himself.

At the very least, he needed to make up for his lack of a Material Defense Divine Artifact. And now that he had another Clone, he also had to equip it with a full set of Divine Artifacts.

As for Soul Defense Divine Artifacts, they were extremely precious. Ordinary gods simply could not make them. One needed an expert in souls to do so. Generally, only High-level Gods of the Laws of Life, Death, Fate, and similar elements could create them.

There was no point even thinking about Tara Plane. It did not have a single High-level God. Its strongest experts were merely several Mid-level Gods.

Richard had no intention of heading to the Four Supreme Divine Planes to risk his life just yet. His strength was still improving rapidly. Why would he be in such a hurry to become cannon fodder in the Supreme Divine Planes? At the very least, one of his Divine Clones had to become a High-level God first.

Finally, he turned his attention to the Godhead within his body.

This was one of the distinctive features of the Coiling Dragon World. The entire Coiling Dragon World possessed the seven elemental laws of earth, wind, water, fire, lightning, light, and darkness, along with the four rules of life, death, fate, and destruction—a total of eleven types of Godheads.

Godheads were further divided into Low-level Godheads, God Divine Sparks, High-level Godheads, and Sovereign Sparks.

Sovereign Sparks were created by Hongmeng, the Creator God. There were only seventy-seven of them, a fixed number. Once all Chief God positions were filled, no other god could become a Chief God.

Becoming a Chief God had little to do with strength. It mostly depended on luck.

The earliest batch of Chief Gods had basically all been lucky people—the sort who walked down the road only for a Sovereign Spark to fall from the sky into their arms.

Therefore, quite a few Paragon High-Gods looked down on Chief Gods in private. They were the sort who called grapes sour because they could not reach them, convinced that they would be stronger if given the chance.

After all, they had relied on their own talent and strength to cultivate to the pinnacle of godhood, comprehending every Profound Mystery of one set of laws and fusing them all into one. There was nowhere further to advance.

If they obtained the same Sovereign Spark, they truly would be stronger than Chief Gods who had not cultivated to the Paragon level.

Unfortunately, there were no ifs in this world. No matter how unwilling Paragon High-Gods were, they still had to remain beneath Chief Gods.

Richard could see the cyan Low-level Godhead bead within his body. It was a genuine, materialized bead—the kind that could drop when one died, just like killing monsters for equipment.

It contained all of his insights into the Wind Element Law. If a Saint Domain expert found this Godhead, they could use the law insights within to guide themselves into becoming a Low-level God. Though they would become the weakest sort of god, and would basically be unable to continue down the path of comprehending laws, forced to walk a single path to the end by refining God Divine Sparks and High-level Godheads until eventually becoming the weakest kind of High-level God, it was still a shortcut to godhood. How many Saint Domain experts longed to become gods but could not?

Finally, there was the matter of Divine Clones. A Divine Clone was also himself. It was not as simple as growing another consciousness within a Clone, nor was it merely multitasking. Rather, it was a higher-level unity, like One Qi Transforms into Three Purities. They were all himself, yet each possessed an independent consciousness.

Richard could not quite explain the feeling.

This Divine Clone was not only the main source of his combat power now, but could also share the burden of comprehending laws. In the future, his Divine Clone could comprehend the Profound Mysteries of the Wind Element Law while his original body focused on the Profound Mysteries of the Laws of Water.

He could even try comprehending the Laws of Fate. He had previously grasped a trace of the Laws of Fate, but they were simply too obscure, making them exceptionally difficult to comprehend.

In order to become a god as quickly as possible, he had set aside his comprehension of the Laws of Fate and focused on the Wind Element Law and the Laws of Water.

Now that he had become a god, time was no longer so pressing. He could perhaps set aside some time to give it a try. The Laws of Fate were the most mysterious of the Four Rules. It was impossible for Richard not to be curious.

Previously, Richard had always felt a sense of urgency. After all, this was Tara Plane, not the Yulan Continent described in the story of Coiling Dragon.

There were hundreds or thousands of times more Saint Domain experts here than on the Yulan Continent, as well as dozens of gods. Unlike the early stages of the Yulan Continent's story, where there were only three gods known publicly.

On Tara Plane, there were already dozens of Low-level Gods known publicly, along with several Mid-level Gods.

Before becoming a god, Richard had never felt secure. Back then, he had scarcely dared to roam the continent. After reaching the Saint Domain, he had only traveled twice in haste before returning to seclusion. Although Saint Domain experts held relatively respectable status, once they got involved in matters related to gods, they could die without anyone caring.

Only now that he had become a god—and even had some confidence in surviving against a Mid-level God—did that sense of urgency ease somewhat.

Because he knew that from now on, he only needed to advance step by step. His strength would naturally grow, and he would eventually become the strongest person on Tara Plane. At that point, he would be completely safe.

Just as Richard was planning out his future cultivation path—

"Ding, the Myriad Worlds Chat Group invites you to join. Please choose whether to accept."

Richard was nearly stunned senseless, but quickly recovered. First, this was not some god of Tara Plane playing a joke on him. Then was it a Chief God?

Had Tara Plane ever produced a Chief God? He did not know. It was possible, but unlikely.

If some great existence really was playing a joke on him, he was more inclined to believe it was the Controller of Hongmeng. Perhaps that being had seen through his nature as a Transmigrator and decided to play a small joke on him.

If it was not a joke, then did that mean he had lived for centuries, cultivated bitterly for centuries, and had finally become a god—only to be told now that his cheat had arrived?

Whatever. Whether some great existence was joking with him or this really was a cheat, he had to click in and see what exactly was inside. Even if he died, he needed to die understanding why.

Thus, Richard clicked [Accept] without hesitation.