The Legend of the Great Desolation: I Am the Fortress

"That's really impressive. Even Fei Chen was defeated! The last time something like this happened was when that Betalieu reached the sixth level..."

"It seems that the One World God has quite the ambition; is he going to challenge Betalie's position?"

"The God of the Unified World... If his strength is truly that great, so what if I've been knocked down to the fourth level? I, Huang An, only ask for a battle!"

“I’ve fought all the others on the fifth floor, including Betalieu, but another powerful figure has arrived… This is the reason I’ve stayed on Star Island!”

The fall of Star Island, where the World God of Flying Dust resided, alarmed all the World Gods of the fifth level who were immersed in cultivation.

There are now more than 400,000 cultivators on Star Island, but there are only one or two hundred cultivators on the fourth level, and even fewer on the fifth level, only a dozen or so. They are all very familiar with each other and are very cautious when they fight.

For those who can maintain their position on the fifth level for a long time, assembling a set of inheritances is not difficult, and they are able to leave Star Island early on.

However, most of them were not in a hurry to leave.

There is a legacy here, but there are also some formidable rivals, and they are all contemplating their future paths.

You must understand that inheritance is a method that guides you step by step to comprehend the truth. Only when there are detailed instructions for each move and each technique can it be considered inheritance, and only then can it be called 'teaching'!
Therefore, even though Betalieu had reached the sixth level very early on, he did not choose to leave. Instead, he took advantage of the unique conditions of Star Island and exchanged all the inheritances he liked.

After all, these traditions, though not the core of the twelve houses, are still very precious.

……

On an island with lush greenery and abundant flowers, trees and shrubs.

“Buzz~~~”

A spatial shift occurred.

Lei Zhan appeared atop a tall mountain on the island, and a cultivator was already waiting opposite him.

"The God of the One World, I know you."

A slightly harsh voice echoed over the island, “To be able to rise to the fifth level in just forty-five days is something even Betalieu couldn’t do back then.”

"And yesterday, you defeated the God of the Flying Dust World once again..."

"Betale?"

Lei Zhan looked at the cultivator opposite him and said with a smile, "The shadow that Betalieu cast on you is quite large."

"The God of the Dust World is like this, and now you, the God of the Dark World, are the same. Every word you say is about that Betalieu."

"Humph!"

A tall cultivator, whose entire body was composed of strange metals and faintly crackled with lightning, sneered, "World God of Unity, you have successfully angered me!"

"Enrage?" Lei smiled. "You were the one who suggested the name Betalieu. But I'm more interested in him now."

“Arrogant.” The cultivator frowned. “Beta Leer usually only makes a move when a cultivator on the fifth level is trying to break through to the sixth level.”

"If you want to fight Betalie, it's simple: defeat me, then defeat eight fifth-level cultivators, and you will be able to meet Betalie."

"Oh," Lei Zhan said indifferently.

"Hmm?" A hint of suppressed anger lingered in the slightly harsh voice. "However, you might not live to see that day."

"Because before that, I'll have you go back to the fourth floor to calm down!"

The God of the Dark World is a special being, born with a talent for lightning, and now his mastery of lightning is even more remarkable.

His strength ranks among the top in the entire fifth level of Star Island, so he naturally has his own arrogance.

"Let me return to the fourth level?" Lei Zhan smiled slightly. "Then let's see if you have the strength to do so! If you're not strong enough, it's just the talk of a weakling."

"Hmph! Arrogant!" A bloodthirsty glint appeared in the eyes of the God of the Desolate Dark World, and lightning surged around him. "Die!"

Whoosh!
The God of the Desolate World suddenly revealed six arms, each wielding a large purple hammer. He charged fiercely towards Lei Zhan, wielding the six purple hammers.

"Close combat? Too bad, too slow!" Lei Zhan looked at the desolate world gods around him that had turned into a thunderous swamp.

The speed of the gods in the desolate world is indeed very fast, and the path of lightning is inherently adept at speed.

The speed of the gods in the desolate and dark world is almost three times the speed of light, which is about the same as the speed of a typical Dao Lord who takes one step.

But in Lei Zhan's eyes, this speed was as slow as a tortoise crawling.

It should be known that by developing his own escape techniques, he can reach ten times the speed of light. This is not just the speed of escaping and traveling, but the speed of dodging and fighting in a small area!

“Suppress!” Lei Zhan pointed at the desolate world god that had transformed into a stream of light.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a roar echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

As Lei Zhan pointed out, that finger instantly grew to a size of a million feet, and like a spear thrusting angrily, it crushed down on the God of the Desolate Dark World.

With this gesture, time and space seemed to freeze.

This single finger strike possessed immense power.

At this moment, the entire sky was filled only by this single, overwhelming finger.

Before this finger, the Dark World God, surrounded by terrifying lightning, seemed like an insignificant little insect.

"No!!!" Instantly, terror appeared in the eyes of the gods of the desolate world.

The instant that finger appeared, the instant that incredible and terrifying power erupted, all that remained in his heart was endless fear!

"Just, just a finger..." This thought flashed through the mind of the God of the Dark World. The strength that he was usually so proud of seemed so insignificant in front of this one finger.

The response from the god of the desolate world was that enormous finger, moving at an undiminished speed.

"I surrender! I surrender!" the God of the Desolate Dark World cried out in terror.

But in that instant, the finger descended and pressed down.

"Damn it! Damn it! Where's the protection? Where did Star Island's protection go?" The God of the Desolate Dark World was extremely anxious. After they ascended to the fifth level, they would receive the protection of Star Island. This was also the reason why some geniuses and prodigies desperately wanted to ascend to the fifth level.

After all, below the fifth level, if you encounter someone with terrifying strength like Lei Zhan, death is truly certain!
“Buzz~~~”

Just then, a hazy golden light shone forth, instantly enveloping the God of the Desolate World, just like a golden, transparent egg of light.

"Hmm? Is it the protection of Star Island?" Lei Zhan looked at the suddenly appearing golden sphere from afar. With the protection of Star Island, he no longer held back.

boom!
Ten thousand feet of fingers pressed down.

Time and space stand still, and everything is invincible.

It crushed directly onto the golden sphere of light, causing the sphere to tremble under the touch of that finger.

Click! Click!

The golden sphere trembled and shook, and countless cracks appeared on its surface.

"This protection should be able to withstand a full-force attack from a Second-Step Dao Lord." Lei Zhan withdrew his finger, gazing at the golden sphere of light with countless cracks in the distance, and immediately understood.

Although this finger strike was a casual one, it was comparable to the level of a second-step Dao Lord. Even so, the golden sphere of light was on the verge of shattering.

"Phew." Inside the sphere of light, the God of the Desolate World felt a sense of relief, filled with the joy of surviving a calamity.

"Since you admit defeat, hand over all your inherited treasures." Lei Zhan's calm voice echoed within the golden sphere of light.

"A treasure of inheritance? I'll give it to you right now!" The God of the Desolate World had lost all his previous arrogance and waved his hand.

Wow.

A large number of inherited treasures floated before the gods of the desolate world.

There were dark purple, thunder-like rocks, huge blue scales, and fiery red leaves that looked like condensed flames...

"Hmm." Lei Zhan glanced at them indifferently, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the heirlooms in front of him.

With a flicker of his figure, he vanished from the island.

……

"What? Another one has fallen?"

"Who is it this time? Is the God of the Unity World really that powerful?"

"That's right, the God of Unity World has acquired a large number of inherited treasures. Meanwhile, the treasures in the hands of the God of Darkness World have been completely cleared out!"

The fifth level saw another island fall, instantly filling the hearts of the waiting world realm beings with immense excitement.

Those who fight on the fifth level are generally very cautious. In the past, it would take a long time for a fifth-level Star Island to fall.

But now, two pedestals have fallen in just two days, as if watching a god fall from his pedestal, which naturally arouses their great curiosity.

Whoop, whoop, whoop.

These world beings could read the golden scrolls with incredible speed; they could examine information from over 400,000 Star Islands in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, they discovered that the inherited treasures possessed by one of the Star Islands had been completely wiped out.

Meanwhile, the other Star Island possesses even more inherited treasures.

"That's really strong!"

"It seems this person is aiming for the sixth level! I wonder who is stronger, him or Betalieu!"

"If... if we could see that person on the sixth floor also fall from grace, that would be quite interesting!"

……

After the defeats of the God of Flying Dust World and the God of Desolate Darkness World, Lei Zhan began to challenge the World Realm experts of the fifth level one by one, according to the previously set plan.

The third battle was against another special being. Although the opponent's strength was considered quite good in many worlds, he still couldn't withstand Lei Zhan's casual attack.

Fourth battle, victory...

The fifth battle...

The sixth battle...

As the days went by, the dozen or so star islands on the fifth level fell one by one, and the number of star islands on the fifth level became less and less.

……

"I lost!"

The child, whose clothes resembled solidified flames, looked at the black-robed youth standing calmly in the distance, and asked curiously:

"World God of Unity, your strength... should have reached the legendary path of the strongest, right?"

"Hmm." Lei Zhan nodded; there was nothing wrong with saying this.

As their strength was revealed, even without being told, these cultivators who had reached the fifth level could guess it.

"As expected," the Flame Child said with a wry smile.

"It seems we didn't lose badly. I really don't understand why you, who have already embarked on the path of the strongest, and could even break through to become a Dao Lord of Life and Death, would still come to Star Island?"

As a genius, he naturally longs to fight and battle with other geniuses.

But when the gap between them becomes too great, this longing turns into despair! No one likes despair, especially the feeling of such a world apart.

"Putting aside me, your path of fire is quite interesting." Lei Zhan shook his head and smiled. "I'm afraid you've already found your own path."

His agreement with the Lord of Mangya was a closely guarded secret.

Besides being interested in the inheritance of Daoist Yushang, the most important reason for entering Star Island is to enter the Twelve Palaces of Mangya and become a disciple of the Mangya Ruler.

Regardless of the reason, Lei Zhan was too lazy to say more.

“That’s natural. I originally planned to join the Twelve Palaces after my battle with you and prepare to break through to become the Lord of Life and Death,” the fiery child laughed. “But now, all my inherited treasures have been won by you, so I’ll have to stay here for a while.”

"Yeah." Leizhan nodded.

"But... you've already won ten games in a row, haven't you?" A hint of anticipation appeared in the Flame Child's eyes. "I'm really looking forward to your battle with Betalieu! With your strength, I'm afraid Betalieu wouldn't be your match either."

"During his time on Star Island, that treacherous fellow possessed immense strength, yet he concealed it all. He was clearly a special life form comparable to legendary ancient cultivators, but he disguised himself as one..."

The Flame Child's eyes were filled with resentment when he mentioned Betalieu.

Of course, anyone attempting to reach the sixth level would be filled with resentment if they were directly defeated by an incredibly powerful being.

"That guy."

Lei Zhan's gaze was leisurely, and almost every one of the ten World Realm experts who fought against him would subconsciously mention this name.

"I have a request," the Flame Child said, looking at the stack.

"Hmm? Tell me about it?" Lei Zhan asked with a smile.

"Your battle with Betalieu will hopefully help us fifth-level cultivators teach that treacherous and cunning fellow a lesson!" the Flame Child said.

"Hmm?" Lei Zhan's heart stirred, and he nodded slightly, "Don't worry, he will be coming to the fifth floor to keep you company soon."

...(End of chapter)