Bayer's Surprise

Wind Divine Plane, Wind-Blood Castle.

Wind-Blood Castle, located in the heart of the continent and surrounded by a series of mountain ranges, covers an area of over a thousand square kilometers and is one of the largest cities on the continent.

Although the castle itself is not the Wind Hunter Castle under the command of the Overgod, but rather a private castle similar to that founded by Mosi on Miluo Island, no one dares to cause trouble here.

Because the master of Wind-Blood Castle is the number one person below the Overgod of the continent, Paragon High-God once broke into Hell and earned the title of Wind-Blood Fiend, and the strongest person in the wind element, Bayer.

"Boom~~"

After a pale blue stream of air shot into the sky, a figure draped in a white robe slowly emerged. It was none other than the master of Wind-Blood Castle, the Wind-type Paragon High-God — Bayer.

Bayer had a head of white hair, white eyebrows, and white eyebrows that stood upside down. His eyes were very narrow and long, and when they closed, a cold light seemed to seep out. Even when he was walking, people couldn't help but look up at him.

"Mr. Bayer, it's been a long time."

A young man in white robes smiled and spoke to Bayer, who had just emerged from the pass, as if the two were old friends who had not seen each other for many years.

The young man had long, emerald-green hair that reached his waist. His handsome face had translucent skin, and most strikingly, a crescent moon mark between his eyebrows.

Aolarowell is a powerful Asura level expert of the Moon God Elf Clan in the Life Divine Plane. She has been to the Planar Battlefield many times and is very strong. She can walk on the Planar Battlefield alone. Even Purgatory Commander like Leisjing would not have a good time with her.

Of course, for Aolarowell, his greatest source of confidence was not his own strength, but the fact that he had once made Bayer owe him a favor.

"Aolarowell Will, it has indeed been a long time, perhaps ten billion years?"

A smile appeared on Bayer's usually impassive face, and he nodded to Aolarowell.

Although he and Aolarowell weren't exactly best friends, they were among the few acquaintances of Asura level, so Bayer was somewhat interested in Aolarowell's visit.

"Mr. Bayer's seclusion this time must have brought him some new breakthroughs."

Aolarowell offered a flattering remark, a hint of envy flashing in his emerald green eyes.

Aolarowell's words were not entirely flattery. He naturally knew that Bayer had reached the Paragon many years ago, and there was no room for further progress in the Wind Law Profound Mysteries.

However, this does not mean that there is no possibility of becoming stronger after Paragon. Even with the same profound Mysteries, there are different ways to apply them. Bayer has also studied many different kinds of ultimate techniques.

As veteran Paragon cultivators, each of them has developed their own unique techniques. After all, once you reach Paragon, there is no longer a path to continue cultivation, so you always need to find something to do.

This is true not only for Paragon High-God, but also for the Destruction Overlord and the Fate Overlord who reached the Paragon early on. Their infinite life force makes them, the most powerful beings in the world, always need to find something to do.

Some lazy people choose to enjoy life, such as Blood Peak Sovereign Pash who likes playing chess, and Sovereign of Death Thanatos who likes fishing, while Oufu and Uterede are single-mindedly focused on becoming stronger.

Uterede only had eyes for Oufu, but Oufu was already invincible. His only goal was this world.

"You little rascal, breakthroughs aren't that easy."

Bayer raised his hand and placed a set of table and chairs out, gesturing for Aolarowell to sit down, then took out a cup of tea and began to drink it.

"Haha, I believe in Mr. Bayer, he'll achieve it sooner or later. By the way, Mr. Bayer, quite a few things have happened in Hell recently; the Four Divine Beasts Clan have been wiped out."

Aolarowell sat down politely opposite Bayer, picked up his teacup but didn't drink it immediately, instead asking a question.

"Oh? The Four Divine Beasts Clan was wiped out? What happened?"

Bayer's white eyebrows twitched, and his tone became more surprised; he had been in seclusion for a long time and truly knew nothing about this.

Bayer was naturally very familiar with the Four Divine Beasts Clan. When he was young and roaming the Hell, the Four Divine Beasts Clan had already risen to prominence and was known as the number one family in the Divine Plane. At that time, even the Wind-Blood Fiend Bayer had to give way.

Later, after Bayer became Paragon High-God, he had little contact with the Four Divine Beasts Clan, becoming the kind of person who would neither provoke nor offend the other.

Now, upon suddenly hearing that the Four Divine Beasts Clan had perished, even the usually Bayer couldn't help but feel shocked, after all, they were top-tier Overgod families on par with the Augusta Clan.

"This is no longer a secret. After the fall of the Four Divine Beasts Sovereign, the Four Divine Beasts Clan suffered a backlash..."

It was rare to see Bayer show such a surprised expression, so Aolarowell immediately began to recount the whole story with great interest.

The entire process, from the pursuit by the Eight Great Clans, the battle in the Heavenly Sacrifice Mountain Range, the fall of the Four Divine Beasts clan leaders, to the deaths of Rernas and Venna, was described in detail.

Although Bayer was initially taken aback, he quickly calmed down. After hearing what happened next, he shook his head speechlessly.

"Those people from the Four Divine Beasts Clan were truly foolish; they brought this upon themselves."

Bayer quickly lost interest in the Four Divine Beasts Clan. Ultimately, the root of the matter lay with the Four Divine Beasts Sovereign. With the Overgod gone, everything else was already predetermined.

"Yes, even if the Four Divine Beasts Clan escape this time, it's useless. Without the protection of the Overgod, Mr. Ren will not let them go."

Aolarowell touched the green crescent moon between his eyebrows and said with a helpless smile.

"Ren? Who's that?"

Upon hearing Aolarowell's words, Bayer. It was an unfamiliar name, and judging from Aolarowell's tone, he seemed to be a powerful Asura.

"Mr. Bayer, you don't know... Well, that's right, Mr. Bayer has been in seclusion for quite some time this time!"

Aolarowell was stunned at first, then a glint of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he stood up and spoke:

"Mr. Bayer, Mr. Ren, he is the Prefect of Liang'an Prefecture on the Bifu Continent Hell, a newly ascended Wind-elemental Paragon High-God who broke through tens of thousands of years ago!"

"Smack!"

Bayer suddenly stood up, his white eyebrows fluttering in the wind, his whole body enveloped in a blue aura, looking extremely excited.

"You just said that Ren is a high- Paragon High-God?"

A long-lost fighting spirit resurfaced on Bayer's face—an anticipation he hadn't felt for countless years.

"That's right, Mr. Bayer, are you planning to fight Mr. Ren? If possible, I'd like to accompany you!"

Aolarowell gave a knowing look, then said in a similarly excited tone.

Once you reach Aolarowell's level, breaking through to the next level is almost impossible. Therefore, they are very interested in battles between powerful individuals, especially a duel between two Paragon cultivators, which is absolutely rare in the world.