Panlong, magnetic field rotation

Chapter 131 Wind-type Upper Godhood

"This is the supreme artifact!"

"A consistent attribute boosts attack power a hundredfold; this effect is truly simple, brutal, and terrifying!"

One after another, the main gods arrived at the Forest of Life, saw the Supreme Divine Sword of Life in Vivia's hand, and offered their congratulations.

The lower and middle-ranking gods secretly envied, were jealous, and felt helpless. Even if they were lucky enough to obtain a supreme artifact, it would be difficult for them to keep it.

After this gathering, many rulers seemed to be stimulated and felt a strong sense of urgency, and their attitude toward finding the token became more intense, even radical.

The divine plane of thunder and lightning, the continent of heavenly punishment.

After returning from the Realm of Life, Hurley was restless, pacing back and forth in the hall, his mind filled with thoughts of the Supreme Artifact. Finally, his expression changed, and he made a decision.

"Guards! Issue an order to the entire lightning-based divine plane: everyone must open their spatial rings and submit to inspection by the guards. Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Hurley's decision caused a huge uproar in the lightning-based divine plane. A large number of soldiers followed orders, and most of the gods dared not speak out and had to cooperate obediently. This also became a means for some people to line their own pockets and make money.

Inspecting spatial rings has become a highly lucrative and profitable job in various regions and cities.

With a large base, some people will inevitably clash with the local militia for various reasons, causing chaos in various places. However, this is met with a powerful and bloody crackdown and suppression by the Heavenly Punishment Army and other main god armies.

By this time, the reputation of the main god's army was infamous, but its efficiency was indeed astonishing. In a short period of time, it had collected a large number of rare treasures for Hurley, including many rare and wonderful things. Although it did not obtain the token of the supreme god, it was still a small gain.

When the news reached other supreme planes and divine planes, the rulers, while cursing Hurley for disregarding the dignity of the supreme god and for his ugly behavior, obediently joined in.

Ten thousand years pass in the blink of an eye.

Underworld.

Inside the main god's palace on Mount Youming.

A small meeting of the local deity.

The Lord of Death sat on the highest black throne, her cold, beautiful eyes sweeping over the assembled gods. "You must have heard about what Hurley and the others did."

Lynn, Osiris, Olsen, and the others nodded.

The flow of god-level powerhouses between different planes is still quite normal.

As the chief god's intelligence network, they were well aware of this matter and were simply waiting for the Lord of Death to speak and make a decision.

Everyone had the same thought: this isn't about collecting the supreme divine artifacts for ourselves, so why be so enthusiastic?

The Lord of Death sneered, "Those sovereigns have no shame, but I still have some."

This statement set the tone: she would not imitate Hurley.

"However, the search for the token was indeed a bit slow before. You should spread the word that before entering the main god's city, you must open your spatial ring for inspection, otherwise you will not be allowed to enter."

"Those already in the city need not be forced to stay, as long as they never leave and never come back."

"Anyone who voluntarily surrenders the supreme god's token or provides valuable clues will be rewarded with 10,000 drops of the supreme god's power and a supreme artifact."

The Death Lord's approach is semi-coercive, but it's much gentler than Hurley's. At least you can choose to refuse, the price being that you can't enter the main god's city for safe protection.

Lynn looked at her in surprise and asked, "Aren't there restrictions on the number of slots for the main artifact?"

The Lord of Death nodded and said with amusement, "Yes, but the divine artifacts lost by fallen gods are not included."

Lynn smiled with relief and said, "The Overlord is very well prepared."

He knew perfectly well that this was a small loophole in the God's Agreement, and whether or not to exploit it depended on the extent of the benefit.

The meeting adjourned, and Lynn and the other chief gods returned to their respective territories, summoning their subordinates to the Demon Castle and the Chief God Castle to issue orders and offer bounties, but the response was relatively calm.

Given the shameless behavior of Hurley and several other rulers, the Underworld's approach was like a gentle stream.

After finishing these mundane matters, Lynn stayed alone in the palace to think about a potential problem he had to face.

"Following this trend, it won't be long before the Lord of Destruction finds the third token. If it drags on for hundreds of millions of years, the Lord of Death will definitely suspect that the other two tokens have been obtained by a certain god. What if she asks the god of the underworld to make a supreme oath to confirm it?"

Lynn, who was pondering this question in his heart, felt a headache coming on. No matter how he thought about it, it was an unsolvable dead end, unless he was willing to hand over the token of the Supreme God in exchange for the favor of the Lord of Death.

Lynn thought to himself, "If it's just the Death Sovereign, it's fine, but if she brings the Life Sovereign along to help, it'll be troublesome."

He is not a God-Devouring Rat. His efficiency in tempering and absorbing the essence of the divine is too poor, slower than a tortoise crawling. It is estimated that it will take hundreds of billions of years to strengthen his physique to the level of a main artifact.

This is actually quite fast, because its strength lies in its stability!
But Lynn couldn't be sure if the Lord of Death had the patience to wait that long!
There are solutions to this problem...

Lynn silently planned, "Unless I refine another Destruction or Fate type main godhead! This would not only add more willpower, but also add three magnetic field forces to accelerate the tempering process and enhance the efficiency of my physique."

This was something that would have to be done sooner or later. He had a premonition that once the four main god avatars of the rules were gathered together, the magnetic field power might change.

Just as Lynn was lost in thought, weighing the pros and cons, a woman's figure cautiously approached.

The maid, Lico, spoke respectfully, "Lord God, there's new information about the Azure-Winged Golden Eagle you instructed us to keep an eye on."

As she spoke, she took out a file.

As an early servant of the main god, Rico's status rose accordingly, and she received abundant resources. Now she has a water-elemental high god avatar. In addition to serving the main god on a daily basis, she is also responsible for handling a few intelligence tasks. Of course, she does not do the hard work herself, but is responsible for sorting and reporting.

Lynn snapped out of her daze, heard Lyco's words, and casually picked up the documents.

He had done similar things many times.

The Azure-Winged Golden Eagle is a wind-type divine beast with extremely high speed and a very rare population, but it is far inferior to super divine beasts like the Four Divine Beasts. He has investigated some of them over the years.

Upon opening the file, a name immediately catches the eye.

Diya!

In an instant, Lynn's expression changed slightly, his heart raced, and he thought to himself, "I've finally found you!"

Diya is currently in the Dragon Tornado Continent of the Wind God Plane, in the Azure Cloud Palace. His strength is that of a mid-level god, and his identity is that of a bandit entrenched in the Liangfeng Mountains. He has only recently begun to show his talent, and his Demonic Sound Divine Power can even affect high-level gods.

The materials also included a lifelike portrait of a person from Diya, with every detail realistically reproduced.

Lynn thought to himself, "Delay will only lead to complications, so I need to act quickly."

He immediately waved his hand, tearing through space and rushing into the colorful, turbulent world. He arrived at the edge of the wind-elemental divine plane at top speed and entered without hesitation.

"Tornado Continent, Azure Cloud Prefecture, Cool Breeze Mountains." Lynn murmured to himself, covering a small area with the power of the main god, and flew at lightning speed.

The reason for not making a big fuss about covering the entire continent is to avoid being noticed by the main god of the wind-elemental divine plane. It would be best to do this discreetly.

The Liangfeng Mountains are located in the northwest of the Dragon Tornado Continent. Like a natural barrier, they stretch across the vast land. Their outlines are majestic yet agile, with peaks appearing and disappearing in the clouds and mist, as if they were a mysterious dreamland shrouded in a light veil.

On the towering mountain, the rocks are exposed, yet they have been sculpted by the cool winds over the years into various shapes, some resembling ferocious monsters, others like contemplative sages.

A cool breeze gently wafts through the mountains, carrying wisps of freshness and comfort.

In every corner of the Liangfeng Mountains, many bandit gangs lurk, like wolves hiding in the shadows, waiting for their chance to strike.

Some bandits were entrenched on steep mountaintops, using the towering terrain and howling winds as cover. Once a traveler passed by, they would swoop down like black lightning to launch a sneak attack.

Their presence can also be found deep in the valleys, appearing and disappearing mysteriously thanks to the complex terrain.

Hidden deep within the Liangfeng Mountains lies a cave, the lair of the Golden Eagle Bandit Gang.

The cave entrance is partially hidden by lush vines and shrubs, making it extremely difficult for people unfamiliar with the terrain to find.

The cave ceiling is extremely high, and the air circulates smoothly, so there is no feeling of stuffiness. The mountain wind blows in from the cave entrance, swirling and echoing inside, making a low whistling sound.

The cave is filled with a maze of interconnected passages.

As you proceed along the main road, you can see small stone chambers carved out on both sides. Some were used to imprison and raise sacred magical beasts of economic value, while others served as resting places for bandits.

Deep inside the cave was the bandits' meeting place, where a huge rock was flat like a table, surrounded by stone benches of various shapes.

The bandits sat around, discussing their robbery plan. Their eyes revealed greed and ruthlessness, as well as flattery and praise for their leader.

"As expected of the leader of Diya, his strength is truly formidable; even a high-level god is no match for him!"

"Following Boss Diya, the future is bright!"

"Boss, you're awesome! We've struck it rich this time!"

Several mid-level bandits fawned over a tall, middle-aged man with blond hair as if cast from golden lava.

Diya's lips curled up, and he said arrogantly, "Hehe, he's just a high-level god who has refined a divine spark. It's nothing special."

His brows were full of arrogance and self-confidence.

He is a divine beast—the Azure-Winged Golden Eagle!

Not only is it incredibly fast and possesses powerful innate abilities, but it also combines the profound mysteries of the wind element!

A red-haired bandit complained indignantly, "It's getting harder and harder to get by outside now. I heard that the main god is collecting some kind of supreme divine artifact. The guards are patrolling everywhere, demanding to see our spatial rings."

The other bandits echoed their sentiments, expressing their indignation. Diya, however, remained cold and warned in a deep voice, "This has nothing to do with us. It involves the great God. Don't speak recklessly."

Deep down, he felt resentful. If conditions allowed, who would want to be a hopeless bandit leader?

"The supreme divine relic... Could it be that thing...?"

Diya recalled that in his spatial ring, there was a crystal similar to a godhead, but with a more mysterious and vast aura. He had tried to refine it with his blood but failed, and it was equally indestructible.

His experience is still limited, and he doesn't understand these things yet.

But intuition told Diya that this was a treasure and he absolutely could not tell a second person. Naturally, he would not allow the guards to inspect it, so he could only live a life of hiding deep in the Liangfeng Mountains.

Diya silently calculated in his heart, "I'll try to refine it again after I become a high god..."

Just then, a figure appeared silently deep inside the cave.

"What……"

Diya was taken aback and was about to make a move when he suddenly realized with horror that he could not move. He looked around and saw the bandits lying on the ground one by one, their souls gone.

"A super strong person!"

Diya's soul trembled, and he screamed wildly in his heart. His face turned red, and the mid-level wind-elemental divine power within him surged wildly, but it was still to no avail. Helpless, he had no choice but to give up struggling and beg for mercy, "My lord, spare my life! I am willing to pledge my loyalty to you!"

Lynn looked him over carefully and smiled with satisfaction: "That's right, it's you."

Before Diya could react, a wisp of black light entered the depths of his brow and merged with his soul.

Suddenly, Diya's expression became respectful and humble, like that of a loyal dog!
With the Death God personally taking action, controlling a mid-level god is a piece of cake!
Without wasting any words, Lynn commanded, "Now unbind your spatial ring and give it to me."

Diya obediently did as instructed, but ended up with a huge pile of spatial rings, numbering in the hundreds.

Lynn frowned slightly and asked, "Do you have anything similar to a divine spark...?"

He gave a brief description, then stared expectantly at Diya.

"some."

Diya nodded and handed Lynn a spatial ring.

Lynn refined the blood with a drop of his own and probed with his divine sense, and indeed discovered the main godhead!

"Hahahaha!"

Lynn laughed heartily, finding it somewhat unbelievable how smoothly things had gone.

The Wind-type Supreme Godhood, representing one of the eleven elemental rulers, was obtained so easily. The feeling of seizing it ahead of time by taking advantage of information gaps is incredibly satisfying!

Lynn's smile faded, and he asked again, "Do you have any other divine avatars?"

Diya shook his head and said, "I only have one wind-elemental divine avatar for now, but I am also cultivating the light-elemental laws."

With a thought, Lynn enveloped Diya with the power of the Supreme God, tore through space, and escaped into the endless turbulent world, successfully returning to the Netherworld Palace of Ghosts.

"You should cultivate diligently..."

Lynn didn't kill Diya because it was unnecessary. As a god-level being, Diya could never break free from the control of the main god. Killing him would be a waste. It was better to keep him and train him so that he could be used as high-level cannon fodder in the future, playing a role in both faith wars and interdimensional wars.

The Holy Domain True Body and the Lightning God Avatar merged together, accompanied by beautiful companions and maids, riding on metallic lifeforms, and arrived at the dimensional teleportation array on the side of the Holy Mountain of the Dead.

"Magnolia plane."

Lynn put away his metallic lifeform, took out the God's Token, and led a group of women to the material plane.

(End of this chapter)