The Strongest Lower God

O'Brien was sent flying. Though he was not injured, the outcome was already obvious.

"How is Olivier so strong?" Rutherford and Cesar were utterly shocked, their mouths hanging open. His strength far surpassed theirs.

Olivier's strength is no weaker than mine, Dylin calculated inwardly. He would find it difficult to defeat O'Brien so easily, but he possessed an Innate Divine Ability and did not believe he would lose to Olivier.

How many years had Olivier cultivated? And how many years had he cultivated? Moreover, he possessed the body of a divine beast, while Olivier was merely an ordinary human.

Just how many more surprises does this guy have? Catherine thought as she watched Olivier defeat O'Brien so effortlessly.

Ever since she had met Olivier, he had not only practiced a strange kind of fist technique that could help her make breakthroughs, but he had also become a god in such a short time. He even seemed to know many things she did not.

She had considered that he might be very strong after becoming a god, but she had never imagined that he could defeat O'Brien so easily.

Yet the most shocked person was not any of them, but O'Brien himself.

"How can this be? How can this be?" O'Brien had been knocked back several kilometers. Though he was uninjured, Olivier had clearly dealt with his ultimate move casually. That showed Olivier was far stronger than him.

How long had Olivier been a god? O'Brien had even wanted to teach him a lesson. No matter what, he could not accept being defeated so easily.

Anyone capable of becoming a god was no fool. He did not attack again; he would not humiliate himself further.

But he had utterly disgraced himself.

"With strength like yours, you can't offer me any guidance." Olivier stared at O'Brien and spoke coldly.

Hearing Olivier's words, O'Brien was so embarrassed that he wished he could crawl into a hole.

He had brought this upon himself. He had gone looking to be humiliated.

"Haha, what is talent? All of you who became gods are geniuses of your era, but compared to Olivier, you truly fall far short. Even I envy Olivier's talent. Still, I did not expect him to be even stronger than I anticipated."

Beirut, standing nearby, was also somewhat surprised to see Olivier defeat O'Brien so easily.

He could tell that Olivier's attack just now had fused the Profundity of Light Elements with the Profundity of Light Speed. To fuse elemental profundities so soon after becoming a god was extraordinary.

He knew that Olivier also had a Darkness God Clone and could fuse divine power. In such a short time, the strength of a single clone had reached this level. He believed Olivier possessed the ability to confront a Mid God head-on.

This was an extremely rare thing. Even a supreme divine beast like a God-Eater Rat could only be invincible among those of the same rank; it could not challenge those above its rank. Olivier had given him a tremendous surprise.

"Olivier, your true strength should be about on par with Catherine's, right?" After praising Olivier, Beirut apparently felt that was not enough and continued.

This time, Dylin could not remain calm.

"Ah, Lord Beirut, are you serious? I think his strength is only at the peak of the Lower God level. How could he possibly rival a Mid God?" Dylin asked.

He had stayed in the Gobada Plane and knew the gap between Lower Gods and Mid Gods. Even though he had now reached the peak of the Lower God level, he was still far from possessing the strength of a Mid God.

Beirut said nothing. Clearly, he did not wish to answer Dylin's question. He simply looked at Olivier and waited for his reply.

"Probably about the same," Olivier said.

"Good, good. Not bad, not bad. Olivier, you are one of the strongest Lower Gods I have ever seen."

Beirut repeated himself several times, his smiling eyes gleaming constantly, making Olivier's skin crawl a little.

"Olivier, I am impressed." Cesar also came forward to speak to Olivier. He did not ask why. Since Beirut would not say anything, it was not appropriate for him to press the matter.

The others also expressed their admiration one after another.

In the days that followed, none of them left the Yulan Continent. Instead, they stayed together and exchanged insights, as they rarely had the chance to meet.

Cesar and the others kept trying to get Olivier to reveal why Lord Beirut had said his strength rivaled that of a Mid God.

Olivier always answered, "It's a secret. I can't tell you." Everyone had their own secrets, so they could not keep asking.

Dylin, however, did not quite believe it, so he sparred with Olivier once.

Olivier likewise used his Light God Clone. Dylin discovered that Olivier's divine body was even stronger than his divine beast body, and Olivier was slightly faster as well. In the end, Dylin lost.

Finally, Olivier agreed to let him use his Innate Divine Ability, but Dylin still lost.

Only then did Dylin begin to believe Beirut's words.

Olivier was the strongest Lower God he had ever seen, without exception, and could rival a Mid God.

After staying for a few days, they each returned home.

Ten years passed quickly.

Over these ten years,

Olivier had lived leisurely, still practicing Taiji Fist every day while comprehending or fusing the Laws of Light and Darkness.

Catherine had also persisted. She seemed to have gained quite a few insights into the Laws of Life.

Olivier had never understood why only Catherine benefited from practicing Taiji Fist. No one else, including Victoria, had experienced any effect.

Over the ten years, Olivier had fused the Profundity of Light Elements with the Profundity of Light Speed, the Darkness Elemental Profundity with the Shadow Transformation Technique, and the Profundity of Light Speed with the Shadow Transformation Technique to their bottlenecks. So long as he found one more opportunity to fully comprehend the complete Profundity of Light Speed and the Profundity of Shadow Clone Technique, he would be able to fuse all these profundities in pairs.

At the same time, he would become a Mid God.

As for the others, he had made initial progress in the Profundity of Holiness and Profundity of Purification of the Laws of Light, as well as the Profundity of Silence of the Laws of Darkness.

His strength had not undergone a qualitative transformation, but it had still improved considerably.

These were the changes to his Light and Darkness God Clones.

As for his true body, after being continuously strengthened by the mysterious Taiji Diagram, its toughness had reached the peak of a Mid God artifact. Its soul force now rivaled that of a High God. Combined with fused divine power and fused law profundities,

it was no exaggeration to say that his true body already possessed the strength of a High God who had fused two law profundities.

Naturally, no one else could know of these changes.

The ten-year deadline was almost upon them. The god-level experts returned once more to the entrance of the Graveyard of the Gods.

"The ten-year period has ended, and the results are in. In the end, Linley passed the eleventh floor and obtained a divine spark," Beirut suddenly appeared and said.

"Linley's talent is very strong," Beirut added. "But he is still somewhat inferior to Olivier."

Even without Rutherford and me, Linley still achieved the final victory. The protagonist's halo really is something, Olivier thought.

This result was within his expectations. If anyone could achieve victory, it could only be Linley.

In the original story, Olivier had blocked one attack from the Evil Eye, while Rutherford had even lost his life. Without Rutherford's and his own help, yet with an additional Simba, they had still made it through. He did not know whether there had been any other casualties.

Different people had entered, yet the result was the same.