The Second Profound Mystery

Garen's strongest strike could only scratch the skin of the Saint Realm Black Dragon King, forcing Garen to face the reality of his situation.

His current overall strength was roughly equivalent to a mid-stage human Saint Realm, while his speed was likely on par with an average peak Saint Realm (excluding those with exceptionally high speed).

His total reserves of battle qi were not even in the same league as a Saint Realm magical beast; they were likely dozens of times smaller. Even with the augmentation of profound laws, he could not defeat a Saint Realm magical beast.

"This Saint Realm Black Dragon King's dragon might is enough to suppress my speed significantly. With such a massive body, trying to exhaust his battle qi before grinding him down is probably not feasible."

Garen did not want to continue fighting this Black Dragon King, so he set his sights on a group of level nine black dragons in the distance. One look, however, made his heart sink; it seemed his plan would fall through.

He saw the black dragons in the distance constantly spitting black flame, with countless flames surrounding them.

This move was specifically designed to deal with high-level magical beasts and human Saint Realm experts.

As long as an enemy entered the range of the dragon flame, they would have to consume a massive amount of battle qi to counteract it.

Even a Saint Realm expert could not use their physical body to withstand the erosion of the black flame.

Watching the Saint Realm Black Dragon King flying toward him rapidly, Garen did not hesitate and fled quickly toward the east.

Once he was far enough away that the Saint Realm Black Dragon King's dragon might no longer affected him, his speed increased significantly, and he soon shook off the Black Dragon King.

"Huff, huff, huff..."

Stopping on a mountain peak, Garen breathed heavily, having flown over a hundred kilometers before coming to a halt.

After resting, he sensed the position of the Golden Sun Eagle and sent a soul transmission, telling him to hurry over.

"Not bad, I've roughly figured out my own strength."

In the previous battle, he had killed over thirty level nine black dragons, gaining over 38,000 experience points, and had picked up a socketing stone and a Primary Experience Card.

Garen prepared to add another socket to the God-Slaying Blade, but received a system notification that he had reached the current limit for sockets.

"It seems I can only add more sockets once I upgrade it to an artifact level."

It didn't matter, though; the gems he had now were all level one gems, so the amplification effect wasn't that significant anyway.

Looking at his system panel, Garen began to calculate.

Garen

Warrior Level: Level 8 (197,465/200,000 experience)

Wind Element

Profound Laws: "Wind Element" (820,000/20,000,000 experience)

Transformation Level: Level 9

Magic Level: Level 7 (15,974/100,000 experience)

Once his warrior level reached level nine, his transformation would be at the Saint Realm, making him at least ten times stronger than he was now.

However, after leveling up, level eight magical beasts would no longer provide experience, and level nine magical beasts were not common, making further leveling even harder.

"Forget it, I'll stop for a while to grind some experience and raise my magic level. Magic level is related to spiritual power, and the role of spiritual power is too great. Not only can it be used for attacks, but the stronger the spiritual power, the easier it is to sense profound laws. As long as I don't do anything suicidal, I already have a certain level of self-preservation, so there's no rush to level up."

Just as he finished organizing his thoughts, Xiao Pa flew over.

Setting off again, Garen decided to bypass the Sword-Back Dragon territory. Although most of the Sword-Back Dragons were level nine, their defense was notoriously abnormal. He figured killing them wouldn't be fast, and more importantly, there was a Saint Realm Sword-Back Dragon there. If he couldn't break their defense, he might end up being chased by the Saint Realm Sword-Back Dragon before he could even kill a few level nine ones, which wouldn't be worth it.

They soon reached the territory of the level nine silver dragons. Looking at the two hundred or so silver dragons, Garen let out a strange laugh.

"Hehehe... there's no Saint Realm here this time; I can finally go on a killing spree."

Silver dragons belonged to the light element magical beasts. They were fast, and their light-type magic could purify battle qi and magic power, while their recovery ability was strong, making them very troublesome among their peers.

Garen had expected another simple slaughter, but he ended up encountering some trouble.

After using his speed to kill a few silver dragons, the others realized their magic couldn't cause effective damage to Garen and gathered together, each silver dragon emitting a radiant glow.

Once Garen got close, he found his magic and battle qi being consumed rapidly. After killing three more silver dragons, he had no battle qi or magic power left in his body.

This forced him to rely solely on his physical body and profound laws to attack. Without the augmentation of Tiger Blood Battle Qi, it was like a child holding a heavy hammer; his attack power was weakened tenfold, making it impossible to instantly kill the silver dragons.

Even if he severely injured a silver dragon, they coordinated to block damage for each other, and their recovery was fast, making it harder and harder for Garen to kill any single one. Furthermore, under the holy light, the longer it dragged on, the more uncomfortable he felt.

After trying a few more attacks with no results, Garen left the group of silver dragons.

"It seems every species that manages to survive has its own way of doing so. One should never underestimate any opponent."

Garen couldn't help but think.

Standing on Xiao Pa's back, looking at the silver dragon group in the distance, Garen fell into deep thought. How could he turn them all into experience?

Experience, experience, it was all experience! Just as Garen was scratching his head trying to find a way, a flash of inspiration struck him.

"That's right, it's experience! Why am I in such a hurry to kill them all at once? It's just like playing games in the past; if I run out of mana while grinding mobs and don't have mana potions, I can just meditate for a while. Once my mana recovers, can't I go back to grinding? Haha, why am I being so stupid? I'll just grind five or six at a time. If I do it a few more times, can these silver dragons really get away?"

Having figured this out, Garen sat on the back of the Golden Sun Eagle and began to recover his magic and battle qi.

With his super-grade elemental affinity and Tiger Blood Battle Qi, he recovered quickly. In less than two hours, Garen had regained his full strength.

Just like that, Garen began to patiently grind the mobs—killing a few silver dragons, recovering, then killing and recovering again, much like an assembly line.

During this time, a few silver dragons tried to break away from the group and flee, but Garen had been monitoring them from the back of the Golden Sun Eagle not far away. Once they left the group, a lone silver dragon was just a piece of cake for Garen, and he naturally collected that experience with ease.

This continued until a certain moment two days later.

When Garen recovered his battle qi and magic power, he charged into the pack of Silver Dragons, unleashing a strike imbued with the laws of the Wind Element.

"Swish."

Suddenly, a hazy golden light shimmered within the cyan blade aura. After the blade light slaughtered one Silver Dragon, its momentum remained undiminished; a terrifying power erupted, and it only dissipated after slaying three more Silver Dragons in a row.

The Critical Hit Gem had triggered.

"Critical Hit."

Garen was stunned for a moment, his mind suddenly booming. He grasped that fleeting sensation, and following that feeling, he swung his blade.

"Boom."

This strike was like a volcanic eruption, with violent energy running wild and bursting in all directions. The terrifying impact was unstoppable, destroying everything in its path.

Over a dozen Silver Dragons exploded, shattering into smithereens.

"Boom."

Another strike, and another dozen Silver Dragons exploded, leaving no remains behind.

As Garen swung his blade rapidly a few more times, the Silver Dragons suffered heavy casualties in an instant, and the remaining few dozen could no longer pose a threat to him.

Garen was killing too quickly; the pack of Silver Dragons hadn't consumed any of his time at all.

Silver Dragons were level nine magical beasts with high intelligence. Although they were pack animals, once they sensed they could not unite to defeat or drive away the enemy, they all scattered and fled.

Garen chased after them, killing several dozen more, but the other Silver Dragons had long since vanished without a trace. However, Garen was not the least bit annoyed.

Haha, I've finally comprehended another profound law, how refreshing!