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Chapter 124 What is a true super-magical dimension?

In the world of "Panlong", becoming a Saint allows one to ascend to the Four Supreme Planes and the Seven Divine Planes.

Although the four supreme planes and the seven divine planes are only a few hundred billion miles apart, they seem very small. Compared to the infinitely terrifying super-magical plane, the Primordial Continent, they are as small as a birdcage.

However, unlike the so-called Four High Lights that can spread throughout the entire prehistoric continent the day after they leave home, the Four are so powerful that even the main gods are reluctant to kill them. They belong to the "super magic universe" of the Heavenly Court's true seeds.

The so-called lower-level gods are roughly equivalent to the four high-level gods. On the prehistoric continent, they would indeed be considered important figures, but in the supreme plane, they are nothing more than savages who can only forage for food in the wilderness and might fight to the death for a piece of inkstone.

The middle-ranking gods can barely live a decent life, but their strength is limited. They can work as restaurant waiters or cooks in the city, serving tea and water, cooking and stewing soup, and living at the mercy of the higher-ranking gods.

As for the Saint-level powerhouses of the material world, ascending to these planes is no different from being a chicken that walks around anywhere.

Even the most classic "ascension mining" plot in the Tomato series has strict requirements here.

Mining? That's something only lower-level gods are qualified to do. The Holy Land? They don't even have the right to enter the mines as slaves.

After all, those black jade stones that are scattered throughout the highest planes and can be seen everywhere, although they are ordinary ores, are so hard that even lower-level gods cannot destroy them. The Holy Domain is really just a roadside road.

Therefore, for Linley, who was already a seven-star demon, a hundred billion divine points were really nothing.

A single divine essence is worth only ten inkstones, but the wealth of a mere seven-star demon is in the trillions.

Although Lin Lei is a bit weak and not very high-ranking in the Devouring World, when it comes to wealth, he has enough to buy the life of a dog with a hundred billion head.

These figures, who would be important in the primordial continent, are of such lowly status that they could probably send shivers down the spines of those alliance leaders.

Most lower-ranking gods live worse lives than the pets kept by mid-ranking gods in the city.

If the mid-level and high-level gods are ever bored and go hunting, they might just catch a few low-level gods and roast them for a meal; that would be considered giving them face.

However, on the other hand, although the lower gods have such low status, their divine status has extraordinary characteristics.

Because under normal circumstances, divinity cannot be destroyed.

Even the lowest-ranking lower-level deity cannot be destroyed by a higher-level god.

Aside from the God-Eating Rat or the main god, no one else can destroy it.

Even if Beirut, a god-slaying rat of god-like status, digested a small piece of divine essence, it would take a very long time, and it would take thousands of years to create a weapon the size of a sword.

Those in the Holy Realm can live forever, and so can lower-level gods. In this supreme plane spanning hundreds of billions of miles, the number of lower-level gods has long exceeded trillions. They multiply and fight like ants, constantly dying and being born again.

Year after year, day after day, the number of deities has been accumulating wildly, reaching a terrifying level of hundreds of billions.

Of course, the main gods are also collecting divine essences to reduce the number of divine essences in various planes. Otherwise, too many divine essences would make them worthless. What the main gods are doing is collecting a large number of divine essences, which will be taken away by the supreme gods after a certain period of time.

The so-called interdimensional wars that occur once every trillion years are nothing more than this.

Xu Qing wanted the divine spark because of its indestructible nature, its hardness almost comparable to that of a main divine artifact.

It is important to know that the power of the main god is immense. Just by descending upon the material plane, it can cause the material plane to collapse, and a material plane is hundreds of millions of miles long.

The chief god is comparable to a cosmic sovereign, and the lower-level godhood is so hard that it is comparable to a G-grade alloy.

But the next moment, Lin Lei showed an embarrassed expression.

"My lord, I'm sorry, but I'd like to ask if it's possible to buy on credit? I can buy a hundred billion divine sparks, but I don't have that many on hand."

He wasn't lying. After all, what normal person would have the time to hoard hundreds of billions of lower-level godhoods?
For a high-ranking god, going out for a casual hunt is all it takes to return with a pile of corpses of lower-ranking gods, and divine essences can be picked up at will.

If you really need it, just take a trip to the wilderness outside the city; you won't even need to spend money to buy it, there's no need to store it specifically.

Upon hearing this, Xu Qing raised an eyebrow, lightly tapped the air with his fingertip, and a dark golden contract appeared out of thin air, hovering between the two of them.

"On credit is possible." His voice was calm as he glanced at the terms of the contract. "This is the Zhutian Pavilion's credit contract. If you default, you will die..."

Xu Qing touched the end of the contract with his fingertip, and a line of blood-red characters suddenly lit up.

Linley stared at the contract for a moment. As the runes flowed, he could feel an undeniable binding force, far more domineering than the God's Contract.

“Master,” Lin Lei took a deep breath.

"This laser gun... can it really kill a peak Upper God with a single shot?"

Xu Qing glanced at him, then casually took out a C9-grade metal object as tall as a person and a laser gun.

"Try?"

With a flick of his finger, the laser gun and the piece of metal fell into Linley's hands.

Lin Lei's eyes lit up, and almost instinctively he reached out and grabbed the laser gun.

The scene in the next moment changed, and the original attic became a white room that seemed to stretch endlessly.

Lin Lei looked at the piece of metal and understood that it was for experimental use. He then placed it on the ground, raised the Black Jade Heavy Sword, and finally slashed down with all his might!
With a loud bang, the metal only developed a dent the size of a fingernail.

Upon seeing this, Lin Lei's eyes widened immediately.

"So hard!"

Keep in mind that even a peak-level Upper God wouldn't dare to take his attack head-on! And yet this metal is so incredibly hard?!
The next moment, Lin Lei picked up the laser gun, pulled the trigger, and aimed it at the C9 grade metal.

There was no earth-shattering roar; in just a moment, the laser gun shot out a beam of light that pierced through the entire metal!
Lin Lei's eyes widened as he witnessed the extraordinary power.

Seeing the power of the laser gun, he gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes: "Fine, I'll buy it!"

Before he finished speaking, he extended a wisp of his divine sense to touch the contract, and his name immediately appeared on the dark gold paper, the characters as solid as if engraved.

The next moment, Lin Lei felt a supreme rule descend upon him, creating a strange connection with the laser gun, and he could take the weapon at any time.

However, he also clearly sensed that if he had even the slightest thought of violating the contract, he would immediately suffer a terrifying punishment, and if he failed to repay his divine status by the due date, his soul would be destroyed.

However, this was nothing to Lin Lei.

A few hundred billion lower-level godhoods? This isn't some infinitely terrifying primordial continent. What are lower-level gods anyway? Just stray dogs or food on the roadside.

Let alone buying from the city's markets, the restaurants in those cities have been buying and selling food and dishes made by lower-level gods every day for countless billions of years. The number of lower-level gods killed is countless, and the accumulated divine essence is probably already in the hundreds of millions.

He could easily find a larger city, take a trip around, and spend some time to raise the money.

Thinking of this, Lin Lei felt relieved and looked at Xu Qing, saying:
"Thank you, Pavilion Master."

After thanking Xu Qing, he took the C9-level laser gun and returned to the Panlong World.

(End of this chapter)