Inch from the Horizon

"I have only one request: reach one hundred consecutive wins as quickly as possible!"

"Furthermore, please trouble yourselves to notify the Prefect of Liang'an Prefecture so he can prepare early."

"I have no desire to wait ten thousand years after achieving my hundredth win!"

As one of the four Supreme Planes, Hell is so vast that even an Overgod would need half a day to traverse it.

For God-level powerhouses, traveling across Hell is a matter of centuries or even millennia.

Becoming a Prefect requires guarding the prefecture city, but that does not mean a Prefect cannot leave the city for a short time to visit other planes.

When faced with a challenge, a Prefect is granted a ten-thousand-year window to respond.

This ten-thousand-year period is intended for Prefects who are not currently in the city to receive the challenge notification and return from wherever they may be.

If a Prefect fails to respond to the challenge within ten thousand years, they forfeit their position, and the challenger becomes the new Prefect.

"What? Challenging the Prefect?"

It must be said that Aier's words shocked not only the referee but everyone watching the match as well.

Becoming a hundred-win champion grants one the privilege of challenging a Prefect.

However, a hundred-win champion might only appear in Liang'an Prefecture once every few hundred thousand or even a million years.

As for those who actually challenge a Prefect, one might not see such a person for hundreds of millions or even billions of years.

A hundred-win champion is considered an extremely powerful existence, even among Seven-Star Fiends.

Yet, in front of powerhouses at the level of an Asura Prefect, a Seven-Star Fiend is merely a slightly larger ant.

Aier openly stating his intent to become a hundred-win champion and then challenge the Prefect implies that he possesses at least the strength of a Seven-Star Fiend.

For a powerhouse of this caliber to claim he could take on ten opponents before reaching eighty wins would be perfectly normal.

It is just that almost no one is arrogant enough to shout it out directly.

After all, there are quite a few hidden powerhouses in this world.

Furthermore, to prevent hundred-win champions from wasting a Prefect's time, the Prefect's subordinates usually step in to intercept challengers once their win streak reaches a certain level.

Now that Aier has made such a bold declaration, how much confidence does he have in his own strength?

Could it be that Aier is a Paragon?

However, in the end, everyone shook their heads.

A Paragon is a legendary existence.

In all of Hell, there is only Dunnington, who resides in the Sea of Chaos.

For countless years, no one has heard of a new Paragon being born.

No, let alone a Paragon, there hasn't even been anyone at the level of a "suspected Paragon."

So, what exactly gives Aier such confidence?

Overgod Power?

Or an Overgod Artifact?

But regardless of what it is, it means this person named Aier is very strong!

After checking with the subsequent challengers, an unprecedented battle in Liang'an Prefecture began!

"I admire your courage!"

Aier stood with his arms crossed, looking at the nine High-Gods before him.

Knowing his goal was to challenge the Prefect, anyone who still had the courage to stand before him was a warrior.

"However, I assume you realize that once you step onto this arena, your life and death lie entirely in my hands."

"Now, show me your sincerity; unbind your Space Rings and offer them to me."

"If the wealth within your Space Rings satisfies me, then congratulations: you will be defeated, but you will not die!"

"But if the contents of your rings are like that of the previous fellow, and I feel insulted, believe me, you will regret stepping onto this arena!"

Upon hearing this, the nine challengers exchanged glances before one after another unbinding their Space Rings and tossing them toward Shier.

Daring to step into the arena to fight Aier, they naturally understood the gap in strength between the two sides.

However, everyone who signs up for the Arena Battle is someone who wants to break through their own limits and become stronger through combat with powerhouses.

Even if they hadn't seen Aier's battles yesterday, they had heard plenty of news about them.

Being able to safely fight a stronger opponent and experience immense pressure just by paying some wealth is something many people dream of but cannot attain.

"Very good."

Aier bound these Space Rings one by one, and after checking their contents, a smile appeared on his face.

"I am very satisfied with the wealth you have offered."

"So, I'll give you a guarantee."

Aier extended two index fingers: "Twenty minutes. Within twenty minutes, I won't make a move against you."

"After twenty minutes, I will gradually increase my attack intensity, forcing out your limits!"

"Then thank you very much, Lord Aier!"

Hearing Aier's words, the few people were overjoyed.

It could be said that Aier's approach was almost equivalent to a personal guidance session for the nine of them.

"Begin!"

"Swish--"

As the referee's voice fell, the nine people instantly scattered, each using their long-range attack techniques to strike at Aier.

Before today, the nine of them were strangers.

There was almost no coordination between them.

Under such circumstances, they would first use long-range attacks to probe each other, and then, based on their respective combat styles, coordinate to maximize their combined effectiveness.

"Inch from the Horizon--"

Facing their attacks, Aier stomped his foot, and a yellow light radiated outwards from him.

The attacks launched by these nine High-Gods, upon entering the range covered by this circle of yellow light around Aier, seemed to slow down by dozens of times. Ultimately, before they could even touch Aier, they dissipated.

"What?"

Seeing this, the High-Gods who had launched the attacks were all shocked.

As divine powerhouses, they naturally had a sense of their own attacks.

In their perception, their attacks weren't slowing down; rather, it felt as if the distance between themselves and Aier had been stretched. Their attacks had exceeded their controllable range and dissipated due to a loss of power.

"Laws of the Earth, it can be used like this?"

For a moment, the nine of them were filled with admiration for Aier's abilities.

"Inch from the Horizon" was the opposite of Aier's "Shrinking Earth."

Shrinking Earth could also be called "Shrinking Inches into Feet."

Shrinking Inches into Feet was about infinitely closing the distance between oneself and the enemy.

Whereas Inch from the Horizon was about infinitely extending the distance between oneself and the enemy.

In Aier's view, combat in any world was an art of distance.

If my attack can reach you instantly, then I have the initiative.

If your attack cannot reach me, then I can stand in an invincible position.

Therefore, based on the characteristics of the Laws of the Earth, Aier created the techniques "Shrinking Earth" and "Inch from the Horizon."