Dragon Subduing Whip

Watching Bens charge at him in an instant, Ailin could not help but sigh. These experts who had lived in the Divine Plane for so long really were wealthy. Who knew how many Divine Weapons they possessed?

His current understanding of the Divine Plane came almost entirely from his memories of the original work.

During the early Yulan Plane period of the original work, Divine Weapons still had some use. A powerful Divine Weapon could even decide the outcome of a battle, life or death. But after reaching the Divine Plane, Divine Weapons were hardly mentioned anymore. It was not that they lacked power; everyone simply had Divine Weapons, and even if there were differences, they would not be too great.

It was almost impossible to find a High-God like Ailin who lacked a Divine Weapon. Anyone who could become a High-God in the Divine Plane, whether through becoming a god on their own or refining a divine spark, had lived for quite a long time.

Against an expert of the same level, lacking a Divine Weapon would always put one at a disadvantage. However, Ailin was strong enough that, unless he faced an Asura Expert, he would be fine even barehanded.

Still, that sort of external disparity really was unpleasant.

It seemed the original work's description of the Divine Plane had not been wrong at all. When ordinary lifeforms came from a Material Plane to the Divine Plane, if they were not a "chosen child of fate" like Linley, who lacked nothing, then even God-level beings would be in great danger if they rashly wandered the Divine Plane. This gap in Divine Weapons alone was enough to decide life and death.

Ailin decided that he needed to acquire more Nether Stones and buy a High-level Divine Weapon for temporary use. Divine Weapons varied in quality, and only weapons one nurtured oneself were generally best suited to their owner. Thus, he actually wanted to forge his own Divine Weapon.

But that would take no short amount of time. He needed to keep a Divine Weapon for temporary use first.

Even the poorest High-level Divine Weapon would probably cost several hundred thousand Nether Stones. Ones that were slightly better would cost over a million, while some of the finest High-level Divine Weapons could even cost over a hundred million Nether Stones.

The thought flashed through his mind, but Ailin's movements did not slow in the slightest. A Mid-level Divine Weapon—the Green Longsword he had obtained from the Mid-level God he had slain earlier—appeared in his left hand, while a layer of ice simultaneously enveloped the blade.

Even a Mid-level Divine Weapon could display tremendous power in Ailin's hands.

A Mid-level Divine Weapon?

The instant Ailin drew the Green Longsword, Bens recognized its quality, and his expression could not help turning ugly.

He was not even using a High-level Divine Weapon. Was he looking down on him that much?

Damn it!

Bens did not believe Ailin lacked a High-level Divine Weapon. Could a terrifying expert suspected of being a Seven-star Demon possibly not possess his own Divine Weapon?

So this Ailin was simply confident in his own strength and believed he could deal with him without using a High-level Divine Weapon.

Though irritated, Bens felt slightly relieved. If Ailin was this arrogant, perhaps he would have a chance to defeat him without exposing all his strength.

More importantly, he had discovered that Ailin had no intention of dodging.

He had to seize this chance, unleash his strongest move, and defeat him in one stroke! Although this move was quite powerful, it had not yet reached the level of a Seven-star Demon. Kengo likely would not be concerned.

Of course, that was assuming he could defeat this arrogant Seven-star Demon, Ailin.

"Die!"

Golden light flashed in Bens's eyes. His aura suddenly became extraordinarily powerful, and the muscles all over his body bulged.

The longsaber and Long Whip in his hands attacked Ailin simultaneously from the left and right. Wherever the whip lashed and wherever the saber swept, space shattered at once, opening enormous rifts nearly a meter wide. Through those cracks, they could even see the multicolored Space Turbulence within.

The terrifying sight created by Bens's whip and saber made the Blood Battle Stage spectators' hearts pound. They had watched Blood Battle Stage challenges for more than a day, but when had they ever seen such a horrifying scene?

Perhaps they could only witness such a spectacle in the Floating Shadows of experts battling!

Lord Bens was actually this powerful!

"This Bens! What a terrifying attack!"

Ek could not help widening his eyes, his tone filled with shock.

The Water Law was somewhat weaker in material attacks, yet Bens had displayed such terrifying power.

"Mm, not bad."

Ailin offered a word of praise as he watched Bens's move.

He could tell that Bens's attack only fused three Profound Mysteries. Though it possessed the power of a Six-star Demon, those three Profound Mysteries did not include Ice Sharpness, so attack likely was not his specialty.

To produce such power under those circumstances was indeed quite impressive.

This was probably the enhancement granted by Bens's innate bloodline.

Though it was good, to Ailin, it was only good.

The Green Longsword in Ailin's hand trembled, and a humming sound spread out as a peculiar ripple emanated from it. At the same time, the Green Longsword stabbed directly toward Bens. Terrifying energy burst from its tip, and as the sword thrust out, the space before Ailin instantly collapsed.

This sword strike contained four Profound Mysteries at once: Water Element, Round Flexibility, Ice Sharpness, and Water Body Technique. He had restrained its power slightly only because he feared damaging the Divine Weapon.

Even so, the terrifying display of energy utterly stunned the Blood Battle Stage spectators.

Quite a few spectators even rose to their feet to watch.

Ailin's attack was incredibly fast, and Bens had taken the initiative to attack, so Ailin's sword strike firmly intercepted Bens in front of him.

Bens's saber could only change direction and forcibly block Ailin's attack. Only the Long Whip could continue lashing toward Ailin from the side.

"Rumble—"

At the point where saber and sword collided, terrifying water-type divine power shot out in all directions. If not for the protection of the Magic Array, the Blood Battle Stage itself would likely have been blasted into powder by that energy.

The aftershocks of High-God power were extremely terrifying.

After thrusting out that sword, Ailin raised his right hand. The instant he did, layers of defensive ripples formed from water patterns surfaced over his entire arm, and he then firmly caught Bens's incoming Long Whip with his bare hand.

"What?!"

Bens had expected his attack to be blocked, but he had never imagined that Ailin would catch his Long Whip barehanded!

This guy's defense was this strong?

The Water Law excelled at defense, but there was still a limit. Relying solely on physical defense to withstand an attack of his level? Even some Seven-star Demons would have to treat that seriously.

Ailin gave Bens no time to think. The instant his right hand caught the Long Whip, ice spread from his palm along the whip. In almost the blink of an eye, the entire Long Whip was frozen solid.

Ailin had become incomparably familiar with the use of the Ice Sharpness Profound Mystery. He could freely combine it with any of his other Profound Mysteries.

Though Bens was also a High-God who cultivated the Water Law, his understanding of the Profound Mysteries was far inferior to Ailin's. As Ailin froze his Long Whip and the ice continued spreading toward his body, Bens was unable to stop him in a short time.

In his haste, he could only forcefully erupt with more divine power to slow the freezing.

At that moment, Ailin kicked out. A massive icy foot appeared and slammed directly into Bens's chest.

"Pfft—"

No matter how strong Bens's defense was, he could not control himself from vomiting blood after taking that kick. His entire body was sent flying backward in an instant, and he was even forced to release the Long Whip.

The two had exchanged blows at incredible speed. To the watching gods, both had unleashed moves capable of shattering space, and it seemed likely to become a great battle. Yet in the next second, Bens had been kicked away!

This...

The entire arena fell silent!

Bens breathed heavily, then abruptly raised his head and looked at Ailin before him.

At that moment, Ailin held Bens's Long Whip in his hand and even had the leisure to comment, "It's a fine Divine Weapon."

He had just tried to destroy the Divine Weapon, but had failed to do so immediately. Though he had not used his full strength, the power of four fused Profound Mysteries was enough to destroy an ordinary High-level Divine Weapon, or at least leave a mark on it.

Yet this Long Whip was completely undamaged.

"Heh."

Seeing Ailin's reaction, Bens laughed from extreme anger. Divine power restored his injuries, and his voice grew somewhat low as he actually began to explain, "This Dragon Subduing Whip was forged and nurtured by me with Golden Dragon Flame over a hundred million years. I also soaked it in the baleful aura of hundreds of thousands of Golden Dragon Blood. Naturally, it is a top-tier Divine Weapon!"

Baleful aura was an extremely special thing that could only be born through slaughter. Once a Divine Weapon contained baleful aura, it would gain special power of its own.

Ailin nodded. "Not bad. You're simply too weak. Otherwise, you might truly have caused me a little trouble."

If an Asura-level expert wielded this Dragon Subduing Whip, then no matter how strong Ailin's defense was, he would not dare remain so still and refuse to dodge.