Dylin Breaks Through

Although, according to the power calculation methods in the original work, a soul-mutated Lowgod who has fused two different elemental profound mysteries should be comparable to a Highgod who has fused two profound mysteries, such a person had never appeared before, nor had they ever been compared against a Highgod who had fused two profound mysteries. Thus, Olivier remained somewhat uncertain about his own strength.

With a comparison, he finally understood.

"I am at least ten times stronger than them. It seems my strength should not be inferior to a Highgod who has fused two profound mysteries."

Olivier had a clear understanding of his own strength.

Meanwhile, the battle between Taros and Mokli continued.

Sizzle!

Clang!

The area where Taros and Mokli fought was filled with countless water and lightning elements. After the two exchanged blows countless times, Taros finally revealed his true form as a divine beast.

While a divine beast's true form generally does not cause a qualitative change in strength, it still provides a significant boost. Just as Linley's strength increases after transforming, Taros would normally be a notch weaker than Mokli in his human state, but once Taros reverted to his divine beast form, his strength naturally surpassed Mokli's.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After fighting for several hundred more rounds, Mokli was defeated.

Facing Taros's divine beast form, Mokli was at his wit's end.

"I have lost, Taros. You may proceed to the next level," Mokli said.

Since Taros was a divine beast, even without using his innate divine ability, Mokli had no chance of victory.

"Mokli, I admire your strength as well," Taros said. "What about them? What do you intend to do?"

Taros pointed at Olivier and the others.

"For your sake, I won't resort to a group brawl. As long as they can defeat one opponent of the same rank, they may pass," Mokli thought for a moment and said.

Hearing Mokli say this, Catherine, Dylin, and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Furthermore, for Taros's sake, I must offer a reminder: stopping you is our mission, and they will all give their best, so casualties are inevitable," Mokli added.

Considering how strong Taros was, Mokli wanted to be clear beforehand in case there were any casualties during the trials, which would make things difficult for him.

"Make your own choices," Taros said without further comment, leaving the decision to them.

He knew that the Graveyard of the Gods was inherently filled with danger. Because his own strength was high, Mokli had made concessions and was easier to talk to. If a group brawl had truly broken out and Mokli had pinned him down, the others would have been in great danger.

Everyone quickly made their decisions; they all chose to challenge.

Those who dared to come to the Graveyard of the Gods were already mentally prepared for death.

"Since that is the case, let us begin," Mokli looked at them and said.

Olivier didn't say anything either. With his strength, he could have killed them all, but the next level was even more dangerous; if they couldn't pass this level, going to the next was simply seeking death.

Soon, everyone had made their selections.

Olivier and Dylin each picked a random Lowgod; they were very confident in their own strength.

As for Cesar, Rutherford, and O'Brien, they looked around and chose opponents they deemed suitable.

Catherine chose a Midgod, one who cultivated the Laws of Water. The water element had strong defense and low attack power, making such an opponent a very suitable choice.

Catherine had been a Midgod for over a decade. While this amount of time meant little to a Midgod, thanks to the Taiji Fist Olivier had passed on to her, she had made tremendous progress in the Life Law over these years.

"If anyone can't hold on, you may concede," Mokli said before the start.

The battles began, with everyone fighting simultaneously.

The opponent Olivier chose was a fierce-looking middle-aged man who cultivated the Rules of Destruction and possessed great strength.

"Kid, your judgment is terrible. My strength is the greatest among the nine of us, yet you chose me. You've made me very angry." Olivier laughed upon hearing this.

When choosing an opponent for a trial, most people would pick someone weaker. This guy clearly felt that Olivier had chosen him because he thought he was the weakest, which made him feel insulted.

"Heh, then let me see just how strong you are," Olivier said indifferently.

"You actually dare to look down on me!" The middle-aged Lowgod became even angrier; he was a man who valued his reputation.

Auras of destruction permeated the air as he drew a divine artifact greatsword imbued with the attribute of destruction.

His strength was indeed formidable, nearly on par with Dylin, and he was at the peak of the Lowgod realm.

However, Olivier truly had no interest in playing around with a Lowgod; they were too weak. If it were Mokli, he might have had some interest in playing with his opponent.

The middle-aged Lowgod brandished his greatsword, carrying the momentum of destruction as the aura of the Rules of Destruction blanketed the sky. He wanted to teach this person who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth a bloody lesson.

Facing a peak Lowgod, it was clearly insufficient to use the same level of strength he had used against O'Brien.

However, it didn't require much effort either.

Olivier drew his Mystic Ice Sword. By this time, the Mystic Ice Sword, nurtured by his fused light and dark divine power, had taken on a color close to his divine power: a grayish-white.

He struck a single blow at the middle-aged Lowgod. There was no earth-shattering momentum; it was just a very ordinary strike.

It looked like a casual swing, but he had utilized his fused divine power. Being a peak Lowgod himself, using fused divine power immediately elevated his strength to that of a Midgod.

The grayish-white greatsword clashed with the black greatsword.

Clang!

Bang!

Following the sound, the middle-aged Lowgod was sent flying by a single sword strike. He lay on the ground, one arm essentially crippled, blood streaming from his mouth.

"A Lowgod... how could he unleash the power of a Midgod, and with just a casual move at that?"

The middle-aged Lowgod's mind couldn't process it. He had originally thought himself quite strong among Lowgods, only to find this person could be so much stronger.

Olivier couldn't be bothered with him; he turned his gaze toward Catherine's battlefield, ensuring no accidents would occur.

In the distance, Mokli and Taros naturally witnessed this scene. Taros was mentally prepared, but Mokli was not so composed.

"How could this Lowgod be so powerful? Even an average Midgod probably isn't this strong."

Mokli said to Taros.

"I am not entirely clear on that either. Lord Beirut, the Sovereign's Emissary, should know the reason," Taros replied.

As time passed, O'Brien, Rutherford, and Cesar all realized they could not defeat their opponents. Having been suppressed from the very beginning, they took the initiative to concede.

If not for the strong defenses of the Laws of Water Elements, Cesar's proficiency in self-preservation through the Laws of Darkness, and O'Brien's speed with the Laws of Fire Elements being slightly faster than his opponent's, they likely would have been defeated in a few moves.

As for Catherine's opponent, his attainment in soul-related arts was very low. Caught off guard by her preemptive soul attack, Catherine ultimately secured the victory.

Over these years, Catherine's strength had improved rapidly, nearing the peak of the Midgod realm; it was only natural for her to defeat an average Midgod.

Only Dylin remained locked in a bitter struggle with his opponent. Compared to Olivier's opponent, Dylin's was likely the most formidable among these Lowgods; even after reverting to his divine beast form, Dylin could not gain any advantage.

The two were locked in a fierce battle, the combat intense and growing increasingly heated.

Just then.

A force as vast as the primordial earth, one that shook the soul, descended.

"It's Dylin. He has broken through to become a Midgod." At this moment, the Laws of the Earth had already enveloped Dylin.

This was the fourth time Olivier had witnessed the descent of the Laws of the Earth.

Soon, the Laws of the Earth transformed Dylin's Lowgod Divine Spark into a Midgod Divine Spark. After the metamorphosis, his opponent naturally could no longer defeat him. It was impossible to make him challenge a Midgod again, so he was considered to have passed.

His breakthrough made all the Lowgods present incredibly envious—everyone, that is, except for Olivier.

Catherine, Cesar, and the others stepped forward to offer their congratulations, including Mokli and his companions.