Soul Enslavement

Lei Mo continued to criticize Franklin!

"Even if you kill a divine beast, its Divine Beast Bloodline is gone. A divine beast with only its soul left is nothing special!"

"And with someone like Marshal Mengba Erich, I can't bring myself to kill him. But what if he suddenly dies one day and his soul disappears too? What then?"

Lei Mo had thoroughly enjoyed letting off steam, and he was insanely envious!

Then he thought, What's Franklin's is mine. That immediately made him feel much better!

"Anyway, you just need to know that this Innate Divine Ability is incredibly overpowered!"

Lei Mo concluded.

Franklin, of course, didn't argue with Lei Mo. The idea that Lei Mo had enjoyed letting off steam was just Lei Mo's one-sided delusion.

Franklin's life motto had always been: whatever his master said was right, as long as his master was happy!

Leaving Lei Mo's inflated sense of himself aside, the moment Franklin became a god—

At the center of the distant Chaos Plateau, on the platform atop a mountain whose peak looked as if it had been sheared clean off, where the Tauren Hall of Ancestral Spirits stood, a thunderous rumble rang out.

Eight Totem Pillars burst straight through the Hall of Ancestral Spirits and rapidly grew to a thousand meters tall. They could be seen clearly from hundreds of kilometers away.

Runes of the seven Laws and the Law of Destruction shimmered with every color of light across their surfaces.

A Saint Realm elder from the Ancestral Court came to inspect them. He stared at one of the pillars for a while, then suddenly closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged.

The elders who arrived to inspect the pillars one after another all ended up the same way. It was as if reaching enlightenment were as easy as drinking water—simply unbelievable.

Lei Mo had no idea what was happening at the Ancestral Court. He was immersed in the joy of awakening his Destruction talent.

"Haha, I can finally sense the fluctuations of the Edicts! This trip was worth it, absolutely worth it!" This really was something worth celebrating!

Lei Mo couldn't help getting excited again. Heaven knew how much psychological pressure he'd endured, struggling inwardly again and again in this world of ruthless survival of the fittest.

He had Franklin, such an outrageously powerful ally, yet he couldn't cultivate. Just thinking about it had been frustrating.

But now things were different. The fluctuations of the Edicts were so clear; his Destruction talent couldn't possibly be weak.

After thinking it through, Lei Mo brought Franklin back to the Seti Alliance's military camp and went straight to Marshal Mengba's quarters.

Marshal Mengba was surprised to see Lei Mo. The commotion on the battlefield had been enormous.

Although he didn't know what had happened, Marshal Mengba had already assumed Lei Mo was dead.

"What happened on the battlefield? What was that irresistible force of nature back then? It happened near you, didn't it?"

Marshal Mengba asked with absolute certainty!

"I don't know either. At the time, I was immersed in the joy of battle and the insights I was gaining. I didn't know what was happening around me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been surrounded so thoroughly." Lei Mo's explanation was both true and reasonable.

"Later, I broke through to Level Nine and was suddenly forced out by an irresistible power. My mind went hazy, and I found myself dozens of kilometers away!"

Lei Mo chose to tell part of the truth.

"I came to see you, Marshal, because I wanted to find out what had happened."

Lei Mo asked a question in return.

Marshal Mengba paused, then answered anyway:

"It was utter chaos. We were going to send help, but you were too deep inside the encirclement!"

"The Lombardy Alliance was determined to kill you at any cost. They gave us no opening, and kept sending powerful fighters to interrupt your enlightenment. In the end, every one of them was reduced to ashes beneath your staff!"

"As for anything more specific, we'll have to wait until the battlefield can be reconstructed and analyzed."

After confirming that Marshal Mengba didn't know the details, Lei Mo left with peace of mind.

He didn't want to leave the Keaton Kingdom just yet. He'd only been there for a few months, and had finally gotten to live a human life. Lei Mo didn't want to disrupt it so soon.

He would never admit out loud that he hadn't gotten his fill of being a soldier.

He had already broken through to Level Nine, and reaching the Saint Realm was just a matter of a single thought. He hadn't broken through because he still had some ideas he wanted to test.

Although he now had a talent for the Law of Destruction, as far as Lei Mo knew, people generally comprehended and broke through to the Law of Destruction in battle.

The problem now was that even before he'd broken through to the Saint Realm, the Law of Destruction was already so terrifyingly powerful!

Lei Mo's Level Nine attacks, infused with the Law of Destruction, were too much for most Saint Realm powerhouses to withstand.

So ordinary wars were useless to Lei Mo now. He didn't know whom to seek out for a battle between Saint Realm powerhouses, and besides, he didn't want to attract too much attention. Hudson was a cautionary tale.

He'd become a test subject for a Saint Realm powerhouse, and defeating Hudson had been enough to make someone a Saint Realm peak expert.

Then he'd become a stepping-stone for Olivier. Becoming someone like Hudson was far too dangerous; it wasn't Lei Mo's style.

There was one possibility now: could he improve his strength simply by comprehending the Initial Runes on Franklin?

If he could, Lei Mo would absolutely cultivate as cautiously as possible.

The battles on the Supreme Plane might be thrilling. Those battles might offer chances to break through. There might even be opportunities for Soul Mutation...

Lei Mo wanted none of it. He just wanted to lie low until he reached the peak, then enjoy life.

Unless he had no choice, he truly didn't dare go to the Supreme Plane!

Come to think of it, he was now a genuine Saint Realm powerhouse. He should be qualified to learn about the Supreme Plane and the Divine Plane, right?

He could ask around. Not going was one thing, but broadening his horizons couldn't hurt. Maybe he'd find out who in this plane was untouchable, so he could keep an eye out and avoid offending them.

Exactly—don't offend anyone. That was how you stayed alive.

At that thought, cultivation didn't seem appealing anymore. He was only one step away from becoming a Saint Warrior, so there was no rush!

He'd go ask—Marshal Mengba was the one to see. Maybe he'd get the chance to recruit him.

He'd only been back for half a day when Lei Mo returned to Marshal Mengba's quarters. This time, he'd killed more than ten Level Eight and three Level Nine powerhouses on the opposing side at the front. Now that he'd clearly broken through to Level Nine—and had attacks of such terrifying power—his status had naturally risen as well.

The guards outside the tent were extremely enthusiastic about Lei Mo's arrival, almost fawning over him.

Partly, it was because they admired the strong. But it was also because Lei Mo had emerged unscathed despite being surrounded by hundreds of thousands of troops!

Everyone in the Seti Alliance knew of Lei Mo, even if they'd never met him.

As a Level Nine powerhouse, he'd killed three Level Nine and more than ten Level Eight fighters on the opposing side. The number of people who'd died by his hand was no less than several thousand. He was a god of slaughter!

They figured that if they couldn't befriend him, they absolutely mustn't offend him. In truth, they were a little afraid of him!

"Sir Franklin, what can I do for you?" Marshal Mengba asked in his gentlest voice.

"Marshal, I've broken through to Level Nine, and I feel this won't be the end of the road for me. This enlightenment has helped me tremendously. I'd like to learn about the famous Saint Realm powerhouses on the continent. Do you have a way to get that information?"

Lei Mo spoke earnestly.

Mengba Erich was only an Eighth-level Warrior, but he held a high position and was a member of a royal branch. He ought to know a few secrets.

When he heard Lei Mo say that Level Nine wasn't the end, Mengba Erich's eyes widened. He understood: Lei Mo could break through to the Saint Realm at any moment.

The Saint Realm! It was a special height to reach. Immense strength was only a small part of it; it meant eternal life. Countless people pursued it for five hundred years, only to end up as a heap of yellow earth!