Void Dimensional Slash

"Boom!"

Tamojin Lake, whose waters originally radiated a golden glow, was now covered by a layer of emerald cyan. Massive wind-style divine power swirled around the entire area, and a black-haired figure floated in mid-air.

Three years had passed since Ren arrived at Tamojin Lake. Ren had been constantly attempting to improve his ultimate technique and fuse his profound mysteries. During these repeated attempts, his divine power radiated throughout the entire region, forming a unique energy that kept ordinary god-level beings from daring to approach.

"So that's it. I understand now. This is the direction for the fusion of the Dimensional Blade."

Ren suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't know how many times he had tried, but this time, a look of joy could be seen between his brows. A long cyan sword instantly appeared in his right hand.

"Swish!"

In an instant, divine power surged into the cyan longsword, turning it semi-transparent. A cyan halo radiated outward, and the sword suddenly became illusory, transforming into countless sword shadows. From a distance, it looked as if there were thousands of them.

"Chi chi~"

The thousands of sword shadows expanded, finally converging into a single point. From afar, they formed a massive lotus. At the center of the lotus, the Dimensional Blade surged, causing the space to instantly shatter. Seven-colored spatial turbulence churned chaotically before finally settling into calm.

"Thousands of dimensions, gathered into one. This move shall be called—Void Dimensional Slash! Its power is several times stronger than the previous version. Now, as long as it's not a Sovereign or someone like Beirut, I have nothing to fear from ordinary Asuras."

Ren lowered his head and muttered softly, feeling very satisfied with the improvement of his ultimate technique. Ever since he arrived in this universe, he had never given up on researching his techniques; he knew better than anyone the boost a powerful ultimate technique could provide.

Resjing's Amethyst Blackstone space, Linley's Inch Earth Foot Heaven, Uterede's World Destruction and Space-Time Chaos, and Oufu's Samsara Golden Body and Transcending Samsara—these were all boons brought by ultimate techniques. Although his own technique was not as powerful as theirs, it gave him an extra trump card when facing other Asuras.

Ren gripped his longsword and nodded in satisfaction. At this moment, he had not only perfected his ultimate technique but also found the direction to continue fusing his profound mysteries.

The Dimensional Profound Mystery was one of the nine profound mysteries of the Wind Laws, representing material attack. It was the foundation for the Wind Laws to possess such overwhelming material attack power. However, it stood apart on its own, and fusing it with other profound mysteries was extremely difficult. Previously, Ren had been unable to find a path.

But today, Ren had an epiphany: by using his clone technique, he could channel a portion of his divine power into each clone, combine the power of the dimension with other profound mysteries through these clones, and finally, when the thousands of clones returned to one, he could achieve true perfection.

At this moment, Ren felt the bottleneck that had held him back for twenty million years loosen just a fraction, and he began to advance toward the path of perfection.

"At this rate, within a hundred years, I will be able to break through and become a true Wind-style Paragon. Only then, in the Divine Planes, can I become a truly invincible powerhouse."

Ren slowly raised his right hand, and a large number of cyan wind blades appeared out of thin air. Then, cyan air currents spread out with Ren as the core, and the dimensional wind blades randomly merged into them, turning the surroundings into a Wind Space Domain that prevented ordinary gods from entering and disturbing him.

Afterward, Ren turned into a streak of light and landed on the ground. He sat cross-legged and began to comprehend the profound mysteries of the Wind Laws, pushing forward the final stage of his fusion.

On the other side, fifty years later, Beifei City, the temporary palace of the Four Divine Beasts Clan.

A man wearing red robes, his eyes containing a peculiar light, walked slowly to the entrance of the courtyard.

"This Emmanuel, he loves to enjoy himself wherever he goes!" Conofier looked at the exquisite architecture and the unique carvings in front of him, unable to help but complain.

With Conofier's experience, he could tell at a glance that this was definitely the most luxurious and comfortable residence in the entire city. The price was certainly not cheap. Although it was nothing to people of his and Emmanuel's level, given his own personality, as long as a residence was decent, he didn't feel the need to go out of his way to find something so extravagant.

"Who... is there? Elder?"

The guards outside the gate, seeing a stranger approaching, had their reprimand cut short as their expressions stiffened. The person before them was wearing the red robes of a Four Divine Beasts Clan Elder, leaving them momentarily at a loss for what to do.

"Emmanuel is upstairs, right? I'll go find him."

Conofier glanced at the guards indifferently and, without saying anything more, headed straight upstairs.

The guard opened his mouth, instinctively wanting to say that Elder Emmanuel had given orders not to be disturbed, but he quickly shut his mouth and swallowed the words.

At this moment, Emmanuel was lying on a rocking chair. Several female Highgods dressed in exquisite robes stood respectfully by his side, and some specially prepared fruits and wine were placed on the table, looking incredibly comfortable.

As for Alfred, he had been dismissed to a room downstairs, and Emmanuel hadn't paid him much mind, simply enjoying life quietly by himself, having bought various delicacies from the city and hired people to serve him.

"Creak!"

After the sound of the door being pushed open, a series of light footsteps followed. Emmanuel frowned, sat up, and was just about to speak, but upon seeing Conofier's familiar figure, he immediately changed his expression:

"You've arrived quickly, Elder Conofier. Come, have a taste. The local specialties of the Bifu Continent are actually quite good."

Conofier's mouth twitched. Feeling somewhat speechless, he sat down next to Emmanuel, picked up some fruit to taste, and then glanced at the women nearby.

"You all go down first." Emmanuel chuckled, noticing that Conofier didn't seem to be in a high mood, and waved his hand at them.

"Let's get down to business first. That Ren, he should still be in Liang'an Prefecture, right?" Conofier put down the fruit and got straight to the point. He personally didn't care much for enjoying life; even if he occasionally indulged while cultivating on the Blood Peak Continent, there was no need to run this far. Now, he just wanted to finish the mission and go back as soon as possible.

"That's right. That Ren moved directly into the Tamojin Lake where Alfred previously lived. I heard he seems to be cultivating! And the commotion he's making is not small." Mentioning business, Emmanuel didn't say anything else and explained. Naturally, he had arranged for people to investigate Ren's whereabouts over the years.

Of course, this was also because Ren hadn't hidden his tracks at all, so it was easy to know he was at Tamojin Lake. Especially since Ren sometimes caused quite a stir while cultivating, many people from the tribes active near Tamojin Lake had seen him, making it not difficult to gather information.

"Cultivating? This Ren is quite a talented person to be able to gain insights after a battle with an Asura." Conofier raised an eyebrow, his tone filled with a hint of admiration. At the very least, he himself hadn't had any new insights for many years; it seemed his cultivation had reached its limit, and fighting against powerhouses of the same level was no longer enough to help him break through and become stronger.

"What does talent matter? It's only been a few decades. Can he really make further progress? You know how difficult it is to break through at this level." Emmanuel snorted through his nose, his tone sounding very disdainful of Ren's performance.

Conofier understood Emmanuel's personality and knew that this guy would do everything he could to belittle people he didn't like. He didn't bother to expose him; in any case, Ren was about to die, so there was no need for him to say anything for a dead man.

"Alright, let's go!"

Conofier slowly stood up, his cold, sharp eyebrows radiating an aura like a blade, his tone filled with confidence in his own strength.