Even After Transmigrating into Coiling Dragon, Who Would Still Eat Soft Rice

With Simon's current strength, even an ordinary Saint-level limit expert posed no threat to him. Even if he couldn't win, escaping would be effortless; after all, once Linley had grasped the Profound Mystery of Speed, even a million Blade Demons from the Abyss would be nothing more than fish on a chopping block.

Although Simon had only just entered the threshold of the Profound Mystery of Speed, his limit speed already far exceeded that of ordinary Saint-level experts.

Before long, the two stopped in a wilderness on the outskirts of the city.

Since it was merely a sparring match, neither Simon nor Anthony used their ultimate techniques.

After preparing, Anthony gave Simon a heads-up, and then his entire body merged completely with the darkness, his aura vanishing from Simon's perception.

"These veteran Saint-level limit experts truly cannot be underestimated," Simon remarked as he watched Anthony, who seemed to have fused perfectly with the darkness. At the same time, he channeled his Battle Qi to the maximum to protect his entire body, spreading his soul energy to cover a thousand-meter radius; the fluctuations generated within this range were enough for Simon to react.

Facing these assassin-type cultivators, remaining stationary, defending with all one's might, and seeking an opportunity to counterattack was a very sound choice.

For the sake of caution, Simon chose to respond in this manner.

Seeing that Simon did not lose his composure, Anthony, hidden in the darkness, nodded inwardly.

Suddenly, a faint, almost imperceptible fluctuation of Battle Qi came from behind Simon.

Anthony had made his move. Although to others his aura had been restrained to the extreme, it was still captured by Simon.

Simon turned, the Wind-Annihilation Longsword in his hand turning into a phantom as it met the short dagger in Anthony's hand.

In an instant, violent Battle Qi swept through the surroundings, turning the trees and grass within a hundred meters into powder.

Anthony appeared from the darkness at this moment.

"I am impressed, Brother Simon. My Shadow Strike, which I take such pride in, was blocked by you so casually."

After revealing himself, Anthony said with a sigh.

"What are you saying, Brother Anthony? If you hadn't held back at the last moment and intentionally revealed a trace of your aura, I don't think it would have been so easy to block."

In truth, Anthony, who had been hiding in the darkness, knew full well that the fluctuations caused before his strike had been detected by Simon first, which was why he had released his aura in response.

Regarding this result, both men understood each other without needing to speak; after all, it was just a sparring match. Neither had revealed their trump cards.

But based on the strength displayed so far, it was clear that both were impressed by the other.

Someone capable of casually blocking a Shadow Strike was enough to make Anthony take him seriously.

And for Simon, he would not underestimate an opponent who had cultivated the Shadow Clone Technique within the Laws of Darkness to the point of being able to conceal almost all traces of his aura.

This Anthony was truly worthy of his status as a Guardian Saint of the Charles Empire. Indeed, none of these Saint-level limit experts were easy to deal with.

Simon also knew that the Shadow Clone Technique was a profound mystery that could not only conceal one's aura but also create different clones. It was similar to the clone techniques in the Law of Wind, but there were differences between the two.

The clone techniques in the Law of Wind merely created clones to confuse the opponent, whereas the clones formed by the Shadow Clone Technique in the Laws of Darkness could switch places with one another, making them far more troublesome in actual combat.

In the sparring match just now, Anthony had not manifested any clones, so it was indeed just a friendly exchange.

To this, Simon naturally only displayed enough strength to handle the situation, maintaining a friendly interaction.

Simon was not inherently a bloodthirsty person, and in a situation where the other party clearly had no malicious intent, he would not launch a sneak attack.

After the sparring, the two quickly grew closer. In particular, Anthony's straightforward personality, which lacked the gloomy air one might expect from someone cultivating the Laws of Darkness, was something Simon greatly admired.

Chapter 8: Becoming a God in the Wind Element

When Anthony learned that Simon was not even a hundred years old, his regard for him rose several notches, especially since he also liked Simon's character.

Thus, the two returned to the small courtyard to continue drinking and chatting about everything under the sun.

When one is happy, time passes quickly, and before they knew it, a hint of white appeared on the horizon.

Simon was also pleased that he had managed to make a friend with a compatible temperament on his way to Icewind Canyon.

After it was fully bright, Simon expressed his intention to leave. Anthony did not try to keep him; after all, there would be plenty of time in the future. Once one reached the Saint level, time became the least important thing, and cultivation became the most important.

Moreover, Simon's strength was currently in a period of rapid growth.

Anthony was happy to see this new friend continue to grow stronger.

The two agreed to visit each other often in the future.

And so, Simon flew off once again toward Icewind Canyon.

During the flight, Simon summarized his battle with Anthony and realized that his application of soul energy was indeed still lacking. Anthony's raw soul strength was likely only one-tenth of his own, yet his exquisite stealth techniques had been able to deceive him.

Although everyone has their own area of expertise, he would have to pay more attention to soul-related aspects in the future.

Otherwise, he would easily suffer losses if he encountered an opponent who was extremely skilled in this area later on.

Elodi was a cautionary tale, and Simon decided that once he became a God, he would spend time studying it in depth.

As for the most urgent matter at hand, it was to comprehend and fuse the Profound Mysteries of Speed and Slowness in the Law of Wind to the threshold of becoming a God, and to ascend as soon as possible.

After spending over a month in total, Simon finally arrived at Icewind Canyon at dusk.

"The power of nature is truly awe-inspiring," Simon sighed as he looked at the massive canyon before him.

Since the dawn of recorded human history, Icewind Canyon had existed, and the age of its existence could no longer be verified.

Throughout the long history, it had attracted wave after wave of ascetics seeking to cultivate and adventurers hunting magical beasts.

Countless lives had been buried here, and countless powerhouses had been born here.

Icewind Canyon was vast, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles in depth, with an average height of several thousand meters, appearing like a massive world of ice and snow.

Legend has it that the end of the canyon is an endless Ice Plain, and the end of that plain is the Plane Membrane, beyond which lies endless Spatial Turbulence.

The canyon covers a total area of over ten million square li, roughly one-third the size of the Gale Empire.

At Simon's current speed, it would still take quite some time to explore it entirely.

The temperature in the outer reaches of the canyon remains below freezing year-round, while the temperature in the inner reaches is so low that only powerful warriors can endure it for long; as for the core area, it is said that only those in the Saint Realm can set foot there.

Many water-attribute and wind-attribute magical beasts live here, and the core area even shows traces of Saint Realm magical beasts.

The outer reaches are mostly home to low-level magical beasts like Wind Wolves, Snow Wolves, and Snow Rabbits.

Admiring the magnificent and majestic scenery all around, Simon walked forward as the wind and snow lashed at his face, the howling cold wind carrying ice shards that danced in every direction.

Simon felt as if his very soul had been purified.

"This truly is a holy land for practitioners of the water and wind elements. Not only is the concentration of these two elemental types higher here than in the outside world, but even the fluctuations of the Laws seem clearer."

Simon felt he had come to the right place and continued his journey deeper into the canyon.

With his soul power covering the area, Simon bypassed the ascetics, adventurers, and potential Saint Realm magical beasts that might be training here. It wasn't that he feared these beasts, but his purpose for coming was to cultivate, and Simon did not want to invite unnecessary trouble for the time being.

After careful exploration along the way, he avoided the territory of an Ice Phoenix, a Saint Realm magical beast. The Ice Phoenix is a water-attribute magical beast unique to the Rayast Continent; upon reaching adulthood, it possesses strength at the peak of the Saint Realm. It is massive, hundreds of meters long, and resembles the phoenixes of his past life.

However, Simon was in no mood to spar or challenge it now. After carefully skirting around it, he spent several more hours reaching the deepest part of the Icewind Canyon.

Feeling the extreme cold here, even Simon had to circulate his Battle Qi to form a protective barrier on his skin to insulate against the temperature.

"It's truly freezing. Even a Level 9 Warrior would be frozen into an ice block within minutes here."

Simon spent some time finding a hidden cliffside, and after a thorough search to ensure there were no other Saint Realm magical beasts within a thousand miles, he swung his long sword to carve out a cave.

This cave went deep into the mountain, and even with Simon's soul power, it could not be detected from the outside, making it quite secure.

Simon did not like being disturbed while cultivating, and this cave was perfect.

After a simple setup, Simon sat cross-legged on an ice bed and began his secluded cultivation.

In Simon's Soul Ocean, countless inspirations arose and vanished. Strands of soul power simulated and deduced the Profound Mystery of Slowness, producing tens of millions of results every second. He verified them, kept the correct ones, discarded the wrong ones, and then used the same method to deduce the Profound Mystery of Speed.

After cross-referencing and merging the parts he had comprehended, he would deduce and gain insights once more.

In this way, he alternated his comprehension, merging a little bit at a time.

Simon devoted his entire being to the comprehension of the Law of Wind, while he temporarily ceased his comprehension of the Laws of Water.

This was because Simon felt that his Wind element was nearing the point of becoming a god.

Up until now, Simon had not encountered any major obstacles while comprehending and merging the profound mysteries. The original records clearly stated that there were no major bottlenecks in merging the Profound Mystery of Speed and the Profound Mystery of Slowness before becoming a Midgod. The only major bottleneck previously had been the initial alignment of these two mysteries to enter the Speed Profound Truth.

The threshold for the Wind element to become a Lowgod is to merge the Profound Mystery of Speed and the Profound Mystery of Slowness to the first level. Therefore, if a powerhouse of the Wind element has comprehended both mysteries and is lucky enough to align them and step onto the path of merging the Laws, theoretically, they only need to fully merge these two mysteries to become a Midgod, rather than needing to fully comprehend all three profound mysteries of the Wind element.

Thus, a Wind-element powerhouse who has mastered the Speed Profound Truth faces no major bottleneck in becoming a Lowgod.

The only difficulty lay in occasional minor obstacles, but under the deduction of Simon's powerful soul, these minor hurdles were quickly overcome.

Cultivation knows no time; in the blink of an eye, ten years had passed.

Immersed in the Ocean of Laws, Simon was completely unaware of the passage of time.

One day, Simon opened his eyes, sensing something.

Now, Simon could clearly feel that the fusion of the Profound Mystery of Speed and the Profound Mystery of Slowness had reached a threshold. The divine realm was right before his eyes; once he broke through, he would be a Lowgod.

"I've been in this world for so long, and now I'm finally about to become a god?"

Simon closed his eyes again, concentrating all his focus on the breakthrough.

A continuous stream of inspiration poured in, which Simon verified repeatedly, until at one moment, a flash of insight struck. With a stroke of intuition, Simon successfully merged the Profound Mystery of Speed and the Profound Mystery of Slowness to the first level.

He successfully crossed the boundary between the Saint Realm and the divine realm.

Immediately, a grand, soul-shaking power descended, completely enveloping Simon.

The space around Simon was distorted, as if he had been isolated from all other areas.

Simon's entire body floated upward uncontrollably.

Feeling this grand, boundless, and ancient peculiar power, Simon felt like an ant, possessing no power to resist.

In fact, there was no need to resist; Simon knew this was the Laws of Heaven and Earth determining his ascension to godhood.

Immediately, a peculiar force entered Simon's mind directly, and all of Simon's secrets seemed to have nowhere to hide under the embrace of this power.

"Sss-sss~~"

Above Simon's head, power containing the aura of the 'Laws' began to condense. At the same time, the wind elements within the cave gathered toward him frantically, eventually condensing into a single point.

A moment later, a black crystal emitting a pale cyan light hovered above Simon's head—it was the Wind-attribute Lowgod Godhead!

The moment this Godhead formed, Simon's soul established a connection with it.

After all, this Godhead was formed according to the aura of Simon's soul, making it perfectly compatible with him.

If one were to refine a Godhead to become a god, it would not be perfectly compatible with the soul, and naturally, future cultivation would be extremely difficult.

Looking up at the Godhead emitting a pale cyan light, Simon felt a surge of excitement in his heart.