The Roc rose with the wind one day, soaring ninety thousand miles!
Those words perfectly captured Aier's current state of mind.
Even though Aier knew he was special, attracting the Overgods' attention would likely bring him considerable trouble.
Especially from Ao Fu, the strongest Sovereign, who devoted himself to research in order to increase his strength.
Aier had no desire to become one of his research subjects.
But right now, Aier didn't want to hold back.
He only had Wind and Earth Divine Clones, so the Overgods wouldn't pay him much attention. Meanwhile, he could still enjoy the admiration of the masses.
As more and more Godheads found their way into Aier's hands in the future, he would have less and less he could display openly. Eventually, he would even have to make himself less conspicuous.
"Phew—"
After taking a deep breath, Aier turned his attention to his opponent.
The man was an upper god of the Wind Element.
"Begin!"
As soon as the arena referee announced the start of the fight, his opponent made no attempt to exchange pleasantries. A long sword appeared in his hand, and he swung it down at Aier!
One had to admit, a Prefecture City was a Prefecture City.
Even some random upper god who showed up here was no weakling.
Under the wind-element upper god's sword, the space of the arena rippled with faint black lines.
Aier was slightly surprised at the sight.
Normally, one needed the strength of at least a Five-Star Fiend to shake the space of Hell.
To tear open a spatial rift in Hell, one needed an attack on the level of a Six-Star Fiend.
The black lines beneath the wind-element upper god's sword were spatial rifts he had created directly with the Dimensional Profound Mystery, a mystery in which he had attained profound mastery.
So, although this move wasn't an attack using Fusion Profound Mysteries, the threat posed by those spatial rifts was beyond what a Four-Star Fiend could withstand.
Even among Five-Star Fiends, few could hold out against them.
This was the first time Aier had seen anyone use a single Law and Profound Mystery to such an extent.
"Interesting!"
"Sure enough, the geniuses of this world never fail to surprise."
Aier's lips curved into a faint smile.
In the Coiling Dragon Universe, the Wind Element was the most powerful offensive force among all the laws and elements.
Among individual Profound Mysteries, the Dimensional Profound Mystery had the highest potential.
But Aier had never seen anyone develop a single Profound Mystery to this degree.
Someone with this level of mastery over a single Law and Profound Mystery would at the very least become a powerhouse capable of fusing two or three Profound Mysteries in the future.
It wasn't beyond the realm of possibility that he might even become an Asura Prefect.
However...
After absorbing so many Wind Godheads, Aier might not yet have reached the pinnacle of fusing the Profound Mysteries of the Laws of Wind.
But when it came to the depth of his understanding of the Profound Mysteries, he was confident no one in the Coiling Dragon Universe could match him.
He hadn't been able to create spatial rifts with the Dimensional Profound Mystery like this wind-element lower god had, but after seeing the move, his mastery of the Dimensional Profound Mystery had already allowed him to deduce how it worked.
Facing the wind-element upper god's attack, Aier flicked a finger. A wisp of finger wind tore through space and swallowed the spatial rift his opponent had created.
"What?"
The arrogant young man's expression changed dramatically.
With that move, he had few rivals in Hell. He had even ambushed and killed a Five-Star Fiend during a Fiend Mission.
Even after coming to Liang'an Prefecture, he had won eight consecutive Arena Battles.
After all, this was a Prefecture City!
Anyone who dared to enter an Arena Battle here had at least one or two special tricks up their sleeve.
The arrogant young man's eight straight victories were proof enough of his strength.
Yet Aier's move struck him as incomparably familiar.
It was as if his opponent had used his own move.
But the arrogant young man had created that move during a moment of sudden enlightenment. He should have been the only one in the world capable of using it.
What was more, Aier's move gave him the impression of a post-deification version of himself casually reproducing a Saint Realm wind-element technique.
The difference lay purely in their mastery of the Laws and Profound Mysteries.
After crushing the arrogant young man's attack, Aier spread his fingers and placed his palm on top of the man's head. Smiling, he asked:
"You don't want to die at my hands, do you?"
"Give me ten million Inkstones, and I'll spare your life!"
"If you don't have it, I'll take your Godhead instead."
The arrogant young man stared at him in astonishment.
He wasn't afraid of death.
But if he could stay alive, who wouldn't want to?
"I have it! I have it, I have it!"
There wasn't a trace of arrogance left on the young man's face. Sweat poured down his head as he hurried to answer, afraid that if he took too long, Aier would simply smash his head apart.
Ten million Inkstones was an astronomical sum to most people.
But for an upper god as powerful as the arrogant young man, it was no more than the income he could earn by killing an upper god.
Afraid that he might not offer enough, the arrogant young man even removed the ownership restriction on his Space Ring and handed it to Aier.
"Now that's what I call generous!"
After seeing what was inside the Space Ring, Aier's smile widened.
Aier wasn't someone who killed indiscriminately.
If there was no conflict of interest or personal grudge, he couldn't be bothered to kill anyone.
Asking the upper god for ten million Inkstones had been no more than Aier's way of picking up an extra benefit while he was at it.
But the arrogant young man's reaction made Aier realize he'd forgotten something: this was a Prefecture City!
How could any powerhouse who came here to take part in an Arena Battle be short on money?
In an Arena Battle, each participant accepted the risk of death.
But if Aier was confident he could keep his opponents alive, there was no harm in making them compensate him for his trouble, right?
An upper god's Godhead alone was worth ten million Inkstones!
"Good. Next!"
With a flick of his finger, Aier sent the arrogant upper god flying off the arena, then turned to the referee nearby.
Just as expected, Aier defeated all nine of his opponents in an instant, taking their Space Rings as the price of sparing their lives.
Under the rules of the Challenge Arena, no one could take part in more than ten challenges in a single day.
So, after winning ten consecutive fights, Aier signed up for the next day's challenges and left the arena.
Even so, Aier's actions that day caused quite a stir.
On one hand, Aier's effortless ten-win streak let the spectators know that another powerhouse had arrived in Liang'an Prefecture.
Judging by the looks of it, he was at least a Six-Star Fiend with forty or fifty consecutive victories to his name.
On the other hand, the upper gods Aier had defeated spread the word about being "robbed." Some were relieved, while others were unhappy.
For a time, though Aier had only just arrived in Liang'an Prefecture, he still gained a modest reputation.
"A challenger who snatches people's Space Rings?"
When the participants in the Arena Battles heard the rumors, their minds raced, and many prepared a few extra Space Rings.
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