The Prefect Battle

For a time, even many people who weren't particularly well-off and lived outside Liang'an Prefecture City decided to splurge a little. They planned to enter the city in three days and watch Aier fight Prefect Daniel Chris in the arena.

Meanwhile, Eric, Aier's steward at his temporary residence in Liang'an Prefecture, received many invitations.

Everyone knew that Lord Aier had a very good chance of replacing Lord Daniel Chris as the new Prefect of Liang'an Prefecture.

When that happened, the power structure of Liang'an Prefecture would inevitably undergo considerable changes.

To say nothing of anything else, those who were close to and followed Lord Aier would surely receive better treatment in Liang'an Prefecture.

However, everyone knew that Lord Aier was about to fight Lord Daniel Chris, and no one dared disturb him. So they all turned their attention to Eric.

Over those three days, Eric received almost as many gifts as Aier had won in the arena tournament.

Aier picked out some treasures he could refine for himself. The rest were exchanged for Earth Element High-God Sparks.

Everything else came second to cultivating his Earth Element Divine Clone to the pinnacle of perfection!

Even several, or even multiple, Asura Prefect clones couldn't compare to a single clone at the pinnacle of perfection.

Possessing Willpower didn't just greatly increase Aier's personal strength. More importantly, it gave him the ability to survive before an Overgod projection.

Overgods' divine senses could cover the Supreme Planes, allowing them to descend anywhere directly in the form of an Overgod projection.

Even a supreme powerhouse like an Asura Prefect was as weak as an infant before an Overgod's Willpower. An Overgod could kill one instantly with a single thought.

But those at the pinnacle of perfection also possessed Willpower, so they were immune to being killed by the Willpower of an Overgod projection.

If the Overgods wanted to kill someone at the pinnacle of perfection, they could only do so in person.

However, if an Overgod personally intervened, the others would inevitably take notice.

The Overgod who attacked someone at the pinnacle of perfection would then be shunned by all the other powerhouses at that level.

Whether for an Overgod Mission or on the Plane Battlefield, those at the pinnacle of perfection were the Overgods' best allies.

If a Supreme God Token ended up on a Material Plane, someone at the pinnacle of perfection could retrieve it, and even an Overgod would be powerless to stop them.

On the Plane Battlefield, if one side had someone at the pinnacle of perfection and the other had no one to hold them back, the outcome of the Plane War would be decided the moment that person entered the fray.

"Lord Aier."

"Lord Aier!"

On the third day, Aier walked out of the courtyard, and the people lining both sides of the street greeted him one after another.

Aier smiled as he greeted them back.

"Ah, Lord Aier is so handsome..."

"Mm-hmm! He's so powerful, yet so approachable. It would be wonderful if I could marry Lord Aier."

"What are you dreaming about? Someone like you thinks she can marry Lord Aier?"

"Hmph, at least I dare to dream. What about you? You don't even dare to dream—you're worse than me!"

Aier, walking ahead of them, was speechless.

People on the Divine Planes really were far too bold.

It was true that, because of his strength, Aier had once felt he couldn't protect the people he cared about, so he'd avoided getting involved with other women.

Now, Aier felt he could protect a region. If he met a girl who caught his eye, he wouldn't mind settling down.

But those women saying things like that? No thanks!

When he arrived at the Challenge Arena, he was surprised to find someone already floating above it, waiting.

"You're here!"

Feeling Aier's presence, Daniel Chris opened his eyes.

"As you wished, Aier."

"I've come to accept your challenge."

Aier looked up, smiling. "Thank you, Lord Daniel."

"You accepting my challenge at a time like this is a huge help."

Aier meant every word.

The position of Prefect would bring him many advantages.

Whether Godheads or any other treasures, the Prefecture City had the most and the best.

It was easy to foresee that Aier's strength would improve by leaps and bounds in the coming period.

He flew straight over to Daniel Chris.

"Lord Daniel, before we begin, are you willing to follow my rules?"

Daniel Chris's expression darkened.

When he accepted Aier's challenge, Daniel Chris had already prepared a Space Ring. Still, having Aier ask him so bluntly left a bad taste in his mouth.

But he needed to ensure his own safety. No matter how much he resented Aier, he wasn't about to let it show now.

Just as he'd thought before:

If he proved weaker than Aier, the things in this Space Ring would be his guarantee of survival.

And if he defeated or even killed Aier in the fight, then everything in his Space Ring would still be his, wouldn't it?

So Daniel Chris didn't hesitate. He tossed the Space Ring to Aier.

"Take it!"

"Whoosh!"

Aier caught the Space Ring and claimed it with a thought.

"Hahaha! As expected of someone who's been Prefect for countless years, Lord Daniel. You certainly know how to be generous!"

The Space Ring Daniel had given Aier contained a trillion Inkstones!

That was dozens of times more than all of Aier's current assets.

Probably only Hector Boy's gift, once he arrived with the Boy Family's entire fortune, would surpass Daniel's generosity.

"Don't worry. I'll go easy on you during the fight."

"Heh..."

Daniel gave a cold laugh.

"Then I thank you, Aier."

"Please—"

Aier spoke as though victory were already his, which greatly displeased Daniel Chris. He didn't want to waste any more words, so he went straight into battle.

He extended a hand, and a slender, long green sword appeared in it. Then Daniel Chris's figure split into dozens of afterimages that rushed toward Aier.

"Inch from the Horizon!"

Facing Daniel Chris's attack, Aier's divine power surged, forming a domain with a radius of a hundred meters around him.

As Daniel Chris's afterimages entered Aier's domain, their speed abruptly slowed. They didn't quite crawl like tortoises, but the move was no longer a threat to Aier.

This wasn't the first time Aier had used the move, and Daniel Chris had naturally prepared a way to counter it.

Within Aier's domain, dozens of Daniel Chris's figures instantly merged into one. His long sword swept out—