Battle Against the Saint Realm

Flying through the air, Garen curiously opened the system panel to take a look. He still didn't know what the system panel would look like after comprehending a Law Mystery.

Warrior Level: Level 8 (110,228/200,000 experience)

Wind Element

Law Mystery: "Mysteries of Wind Element" (820,000/20,000,000 experience)

"Damn it, this experience requirement is terrifying. It needs a full 20 million?"

Garen did a quick calculation. He gained about 600 experience points for killing a Level 8 Magical Beast, and only a little over 1,000 for a Level 9. He would have to kill over 30,000 of them to max out the Mysteries of Wind Element. Wouldn't that mean wiping out every single Level 8 and 9 Magical Beast in the Magical Beast Mountain Range?

It seemed he couldn't pin all his hopes on killing these Level 8 and 9 beasts. He would have to see how much experience Saint Realm Magical Beasts provided later on. He also couldn't slack off; this first entry-level comprehension had already granted him over 800,000 experience, so his own future insights would likely be the main source.

With a few thoughts passing through his mind, the Golden Sun Eagle had already arrived at the territory of the Skin-Shattering Beasts, circling in the air.

Garen looked down at the black giant beasts below. They were over 20 meters long and 10 meters high, covered in black skin with incredibly sharp claws and rows of protruding, jagged teeth. They were lying down resting at the foot of a nearby mountain.

"Stay up here, I'm going down for a bit."

After Garen sent a soul transmission to the Golden Sun Eagle, he looked at the group of Skin-Shattering Beasts below.

"Let you all be the first to experience the slaughter I bring after comprehending the Law!"

Garen vanished from the back of the Golden Sun Eagle and, in the blink of an eye, arrived among the Skin-Shattering Beasts hundreds of meters below. Before the beasts could even react, streaks of cyan blade light crisscrossed. In an instant, over 50 Skin-Shattering Beasts were decapitated.

Fast, very fast, extremely fast. Wherever there was wind, there was his blade. Fifty-plus strikes in a single second—he finally felt a bit like a transmigrator. Using a Law Mystery to kill Level 8 Magical Beasts was truly using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

He had farmed over 30,000 experience in one go, along with a Primary Enhancement Stone, a Level 1 Moonstone—which he noted could increase defense once inlaid—and a Primary Experience Card.

Garen was very satisfied with this efficiency and the loot, easily collecting the Magic Crystal Cores of the Skin-Shattering Beasts.

Having learned in advance that there was a group of Level 9 Black Dragons and a Saint Realm Black Dragon King not far ahead, Garen didn't dare to be careless. Yet, he was unwilling to give up on this massive pile of experience, so he carved a stone cave into the mountain peak to study his techniques.

After comprehending a Law, if one couldn't convert it into corresponding techniques, the power wouldn't manifest.

The Black Dragon clan were inherently Level 9 Magical Beasts. Even if they reached the Saint Realm, they weren't top-tier Saint Realm beasts; they were roughly equivalent to a human who had just reached the peak of the early Saint Realm.

"Linley could take down a Saint Realm mid-stage Four-Winged Angel while at the peak of Level 9. Now that I, a Tiger-Striped Warrior, have also entered the threshold of the Mysteries of Wind Element, even if I can't beat the Saint Realm Black Dragon King, escaping shouldn't be a problem."

Thinking of this, Garen decided to first develop a finishing move.

The greatest characteristic of the Wind Element was its extreme speed and powerful single-target attacks.

The Mysteries of Wind Element could be considered the foundation of wind-type elements, so the techniques he developed should focus as much as possible on single-target damage and speed.

And so, Garen would usually climb to a rock on the mountain peak to perceive the wind and deduce his own techniques, often drawing his blade to practice, and return to the cave at night to cultivate his Tiger-Striped Battle Qi.

Two months passed in a flash. Garen deduced and perceived every day, as if he had forgotten the passage of time.

"Swish."

Looking at the hole in front of him, Garen was very satisfied.

A thousand-meter-high mountain peak had been pierced through by a single strike of his blade, forming a hole over a meter wide that went from one side of the mountain to the other.

"With the power of this move, even a Saint Realm Magical Beast would be injured if it took this hit. Piercing a small mountain with one strike—this move that splits mountains and shatters rocks shall be called the Wind-Splitting Slash."

Garen felt that after creating this move, he finally had the capital to battle the Saint Realm, so he recalled the Golden Sun Eagle that had been out hunting.

"Let's go. Take me to the gathering place of the Black Dragon group."

With a soul transmission, Garen flew onto the back of the Golden Sun Eagle.

The wild wind howled, and Garen was in high spirits.

Before they even reached the territory of the Black Dragon group, Garen saw a group of Black Dragons from afar. There were over two hundred of them, soaring wantonly in the sky.

"I don't see the Saint Realm Black Dragon King. Perfect, I'll go over and launch a sneak attack first."

Garen ordered the Golden Sun Eagle to stay further away, fearing that his upcoming battle with the Saint Realm Black Dragon King might affect it.

After becoming a Tiger-Striped Warrior, Garen had comprehended the Mysteries of Wind Element and possessed two Black Gems for acceleration. His current speed was twice as fast as the peak Level 9 Golden Sun Eagle. After casting the Level 7 magic Extreme Speed on himself, his speed increased by less than ten percent.

He flew rapidly toward the Black Dragon group.

The group of Black Dragons saw a small white speck approaching. Sensing that Garen's battle qi fluctuations were only at Level 9, they didn't take him seriously at all and continued flying happily.

As he neared the Black Dragon group, some of the closer Black Dragons finally reacted.

"How is this little thing so fast?"

The moment this thought crossed their minds, Garen was already in front of them.

The God-Slaying Blade was unsheathed.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Streaks of hazy cyan blade light rapidly harvested the lives of the Black Dragons.

In the blink of an eye, over a dozen Level 9 Black Dragons were slain, wobbling as they fell.

The other Black Dragons finally reacted. Nearly a hundred Black Dragons let out roars, simultaneously spitting black dragon fire toward him.

The Tiger-Striped Battle Qi shield on Garen's body emitted a sizzling sound and shattered instantly.

However, this split second was enough; Garen had already reached the other side, continuing his slaughter.

His speed was three times that of the level nine Black Dragons, and this group of massive Black Dragons was being toyed with like fools, unable to land a single effective attack on him.

"In all the martial arts of the world, only speed is invincible."

After slaughtering another dozen or so level nine Black Dragons, a terrifying dragon might suddenly surged from below.

"ROAR!"

"Who dares to run wild in the territory of me, the Black Dragon King Sabellian?"

The voice traveled from afar, and a black giant dragon over a hundred meters long appeared before Garen.

"A human? You have some nerve, daring to slaughter my subjects in the territory of the great Sabellian. This is the most foolish decision you will ever make in your life."

"Big black guy, where do you get off with all this nonsense? If you want to fight, then fight."

Affected by the Saint Realm dragon might, Garen felt he could no longer reach his peak speed, yet he remained completely unfazed.

"You seek death!"

The Black Dragon King opened his maw and unleashed a breath of dragon fire directly at Garen.

Having witnessed the dragon fire of the level nine Black Dragons, Garen dared not be negligent; the moment he saw the Black Dragon King open his mouth, he had already vacated the spot where he had been standing.

"SWISH!"

The Black Dragon King followed closely behind, his speed proving no slower than Garen's. With his speed reduced by twenty percent due to the influence of the Saint Realm dragon might, Garen was at a disadvantage.

Garen had no intention of fleeing; he turned around and slashed out with his blade.

"Wind-Splitting Slash!"

He unleashed his ultimate move immediately, as he did not know the attack intensity of a Saint Realm magical beast and dared not be the least bit careless.

A massive dragon claw collided directly with the God-Slaying Blade.

"BOOM!"

The strike, imbued with the Mysteries of Wind Element, instantly shattered the layer of black energy shielding the Black Dragon King's surface and landed solidly on the dragon's claw.

"CLANG, CLANG, HISSS!"

The point of impact sounded like metal striking metal.

After the power of the God-Slaying Blade was partially neutralized by the black battle qi, it collided with the dragon claw, only managing to break a bit of the skin.

Black flames covered the Black Dragon King's claw, and within moments, only a shallow mark remained where the wound had been.

The powerful impact sent Garen flying backward for hundreds of meters, his blood churning within him.

If not for the Tiger God Armor absorbing the majority of the attack, I would be dead or severely injured by now. Is this the strength of a Saint Realm magical beast? It seems I thought things were too simple.