Zhutian Panlong: They've all become gods, and they're only just joining the chat group.

Chapter 168 Reis Crystal

"You, a dignified seven-star demon-level expert, personally try to retrieve this little bit of amethyst. Don't you feel a little ashamed?" A voice came from behind.

Richard turned around and saw a rather petite-looking humanoid amethyst beast, entirely forged from the purest amethyst, depicting a bald young man. His eyes were sharp as blades, his figure upright, and he exuded immense power.

With an innate domineering and arrogant air, when he opened his amethyst-like eyes, the pressure of the law of destruction silently swept over him, and even the space itself trembled slightly.

As the son of the Purple Thorn God, he was born to stand at the pinnacle of hell. He is arrogant and unruly, loves war, and sees all the strong in the world as prey. Yet he also possesses the magnanimity and pride of a superior—disdainful of intrigue and crushing everything with absolute power.

His body was naturally enveloped in amethyst armor, each crystal containing the power to destroy all things. With every move he made, amethyst storms roared up, and the laws of destruction swept across the land like a tidal wave.

This is the Amethyst Cub King, Reis Crystal, who strikes fear into the hearts of even the most powerful beings in this secluded place.

"What's shameful about it? It's about making money, there's nothing to be ashamed of," Richard replied casually, while scooping up a few amethyst crystals from a short distance away.

Lei Sijing was speechless. This was so unlike the demeanor of a strong person!

Richard wasn't worried at all about Resjing ambushing him; the guy was too proud to back down.

Although Lei Sijing's strength was not considered strong among the Asura level, even those Great Perfection Upper Gods would only dare to beat him up at most, not kill him.

Having powerful connections makes one fearless.

"Kid, this is my territory, you know?" the amethyst cub said arrogantly.

But in a way, it's not wrong; this really is its territory.

Although it wasn't explicitly stated in the original story, Li sensed that this might be the birthplace of the Zijing God.

"I don't know. I got lost in the fog and ended up here inexplicably. Does this place still belong to someone?"

"I see those god-level powerhouses are also getting their hands on amethyst. Why don't you stop them?" Richard said, feigning innocence.

"How do you know I didn't stop them? Anyway, the people here can't get out. No matter how much amethyst they get, they can't take it with them. Of course, the same goes for you, kid," Reisjing said.

"You're only a mid-level god, yet your strength has reached this level. Your fusion of laws is quite good. How come you haven't broken through to the high-level god yet?" He then asked.

"Everyone has dreams, right? Now that I've come this far, I definitely want to fuse as many profound laws as possible during my intermediate god stage. Maybe when I break through to the upper god stage, I can also break through and achieve the Great Perfection Upper God?"

Richard replied honestly.

"Heh, you've got quite the ambition, kid. But to reach this level in the mid-god stage, you're quite a talent. Which family do you belong to?" Lei Sijing said admiringly.

"I'm not from a wealthy family; I come from the material plane," Richard replied honestly.

"Oh? From the material plane, not bad." Resjing's heart stirred, but he would have to wait until he tested this guy's strength before making any decisions.

"Kid, you seem pretty strong. Come and test your skills. If you satisfy me, I might let you go," he said. If your strength was just average, then there was nothing more to say.

"Okay," Richard readily agreed.

At the same time, he thought to himself, "Now that I've finally spoken, I must demonstrate my strength to Res Crystal, and also to the Purple Thorn God who may be watching this place."

Without sufficient strength, everything is just wishful thinking.

Putting aside the Purple Thorn God, even Reis Crystal, despite how kind he was to the protagonist Lin Lei in the original story, is actually quite arrogant.

If he weren't so incredibly bored, he wouldn't even give a second glance to a Seven-Star Demon, let alone a regular Hell Asura-level powerhouse.

Having powerful backers makes one so arrogant.

"You're just a mid-level god, so I won't bully you. I'll just use a high-level divine artifact." With a flick of his wrist, a purple spear appeared in his hand, a weapon he had nurtured himself.

Of course, this was not his main weapon; it was something he had cultivated in his spare time long ago when he had just broken through to the High God realm.

His primary weapon is a purple crystal spear, a divine artifact bestowed upon him by the God of Purple Thorn.

If it weren't for the agreement between the main gods, which stipulates that each main god can only bestow one main artifact upon the messengers of the main gods below them, including their children and descendants, who can only be given one each, the main god Zijing would definitely have used the main artifact to arm Reisjing.

He was equipped with the complete set of three artifacts: the main artifact for material attack, the main artifact for material defense, and the main artifact for soul defense.

However, if it meant using a main artifact to deal with Richard, a mid-level god, Resjing felt he couldn't afford to lose face.

Therefore, what he took out was a superior artifact that he had nurtured himself.

Richard also drew his usual longsword, ready to fight.

"Ready? I'm about to go." Purple crystal patterns appeared on Reis's crystal surface, and his aura gradually became violent.

Immediately, the amethyst space expanded, covering an area of ​​a thousand meters in radius. The terrifying gravity locked Richard firmly in place, rendering him unable to move.

His move was the signature killing move that made him famous. If Richard couldn't withstand it and died, he would only have himself to blame.

He flashed, leaving a trail of afterimages, and swept his spear horizontally. The power of the amethyst erupted like thunder, each strike accompanied by a shrill whistling sound as if space itself was being torn apart.

In an instant, Richard was enveloped in purple gun shadows.

But Richard showed no sign of panic. After a series of illusions, Richard, who had been trapped in the space, disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared behind Lei Sijing, he thrust his longsword at him without hesitation.

*Clang.* At the crucial moment, Reese's long spear shaft returned to defense, blocking Richard's attack.

The doubt in his eyes was impossible to hide. This was his signature technique, the Amethyst Space. Even a Hell Asura-level expert would be severely suppressed and have their combat power affected within this space.

But a mid-level god like this should, in theory, be subject to more obvious suppression.

While I wouldn't say I'd be completely unable to move, it certainly wouldn't be pleasant.

His expectation for Richard was that he would be lucky to survive his attack.

But this kid not only doesn't seem to be affected much, he can even force him into a defensive position?

In reality, it wasn't that Richard was unaffected; if he had relied solely on his understanding of the wind elemental laws, he would likely have been torn to pieces by now.

However, he placed a spacetime shield one millimeter away from his body. The pressure of the amethyst space was entirely applied to the shield. As long as his spacetime shield could not be broken, the amethyst space really could not affect him.

After all, this amethyst space is not a single-target attack that condenses all of Reis Crystal's combat power, but a large-scale suppression move, similar to a domain.

However, Richard's actions this time also made Lei Sijing realize that although this kid was somewhat elusive, his strength was a fatal flaw.

Even with the addition of the laws of time and space, it only reached the level of a seven-star demon.

Without the application of spacetime laws, it would only be considered a six-star demon level, which is far too weak for Resjing.

He easily blocked it, and even a casual counterattack from Richard was too much for Richard to handle, so he could only teleport away again.

Even if it was just a casual strike from Lei Sijing, he would have to exert all his strength to barely withstand it.

"This ability, a teleportation array? You're a strange kid."

"Why can you achieve spatial teleportation without a teleportation array?" Lei Sijing finally couldn't help but ask.

In the Panlong world, apart from teleportation arrays, no human or other intelligent being can teleport across space. In other words, Richard's teleportation is as rare in this world as the unique supernatural power of rare divine beasts.

In this world, the concept of space mainly concerns spatial restrictions and offensive techniques like dimensional blades. While powerful individuals can break through space, they will only fall into spatial turbulence after doing so.

Even those about the Way of Time mostly focus on time slowing down and time restriction.

As for things like time travel, there's no such thing.

"I don't know, I just know how to do it, who knows how it happened?" Richard pretended to be clueless, giving up and claiming ignorance.

"You little rascal, you're really not honest." Lei Sijing attacked again.

Richard teleported away and launched a counterattack with his sword, which was easily blocked by Resjing.

After a few rounds, Lei Sijing got bored and stopped on his own.

"I'm not playing anymore, it's no fun. You're like an eel, too slippery," he complained.

Richard saw that he had put away all the amethyst space and stored the spear in his spatial ring, so he stopped as well.

He was also helpless; that was just the situation. His attack power was indeed insufficient, and he did not possess the power of a supreme god. Before becoming a high god, it would indeed be difficult for him to harm these Asura powerhouses.

"Don't think I can't do anything to you, kid. I just think you're a talented guy, and I'm afraid I might go too far and kill you outright," Lei Sijing said.

"I understand. You didn't use the power of the Supreme God, but you should have the power of the Supreme God, right?" Richard continued.

"Heh heh, now that you know about the power of the Supreme God, things will be easier. Kid, you're quite knowledgeable. Looks like you've spent quite a bit of time in Hell, haven't you?" Resjing took out a drop of black liquid that exuded a strong aura of destruction to show that what he said was true.

Even from a distance, Richard could feel a sense of suffocation. This was the power of the main god, something that absolutely crushed the power of higher-level gods in terms of quality. A single drop could bring a huge boost to a god-level powerhouse.

Even a high-level god at the Great Perfection stage can experience a significant amplification effect.

"I haven't been in Hell for very long, less than a hundred years. I only learned about the existence of things like the power of the main god and the main artifact by chance."

"I haven't gotten my hands on it yet." Richard smiled shyly.

"You've only been in Hell for less than a hundred years? Were you in the material plane the whole time?" Resjing was genuinely surprised this time.

"Ah, yes, I used to cultivate in the material plane," Richard said.

"How old are you? How long have you been cultivating in the material plane?" Resjing suddenly asked.

"Not that old, not even ten thousand years old." Richard humbly indicated that he was still young, and this number was already an exaggeration of his age by nearly ten times.

"Hehe—" Lei Sijing, who originally thought he had a pretty good talent, became a little depressed. He felt that he had wasted all these years.

He knew very well that once Richard broke through to the High God level, his strength would not be much weaker than his current strength.

He glanced at Richard. For this kid, breaking through to the High God level was never difficult. If it weren't for his greater ambitions, breaking through would have been a piece of cake.

He casually handed the power of the Destruction God in his hand to Richard.

"Never seen the power of a supreme god before? Here, kid, this drop is for you."

Due to the agreement between the gods, the God of Purple Thorn could only give him one main artifact, but he never lacked the power of the gods; he had more than he could use.

The divine power in his spatial ring was stored in jugs, with each small jug containing at least several thousand drops.

"I'm so sorry." Although he said that, Richard didn't slow down at all. He took the power of the main god and put it into his spatial ring.

This stuff is incredibly precious, priceless and unavailable. To extract even a single drop of divine power from the inkstone would require at least a trillion. And it would need to be done by a powerful expert skilled in destruction.

Therefore, even a tiny drop like this could easily fetch a price exceeding two trillion inkstones. Of course, no one would be foolish enough to sell such a trump card that could significantly enhance their strength.

Lei Sijing was speechless. This kid was quite greedy, but being greedy was good. She wasn't afraid of him being greedy; she was afraid of him not being greedy.

This kid is a talent; we must recruit him.

He's greedy, that's why he'll offer a higher price. It's just the power of a mere god; he has plenty of that. The more Resjing thought about it, the more confident he felt.

"Kid, my name is Lei Sijing. What's your name?" he asked.

"Me? My name is Richard, Richard Hegel," Richard replied.