Master Bao Long laughed:
"If anything goes wrong, a thousand-year warranty. Bao Long’s products are always top-quality!" .
The Athyst Saint ignored it and shouted loudly:
"Sovereign of Ten Thousand Golds above! Please aid us in our divine enthronent!
Master Bao Long consciously kept his distance, silently observing with a face neither sad nor happy. Suddenly, a multicolored door of light appeared high in the sky.
A majestic figure appeared, clad in black iron armor, wielding an ancient bronze sword, with silver boots and a golden crown.
Its imposing presence was so overwhelming that even soone as powerful as the Athyst Saint at the level 10 peak had to regard it seriously, comparing it internally to those deep within the Abyss beyond the 660th layer.
With the Athyst Saint’s strength and pride, it would never pledge allegiance to ordinary powerful Gods, but this one before them, though not Level 11, was among the top five in the astral world in power.
It was: King of Black Iron, Master of Bronze, Silver Monarch, Golden Emperor... Sovereign of Ten Thousand Golds, God of tal, Ulysses Miles.
It wielded 90% of the tal Divine Authority, along with a vast array of related variant divine authorities, and in the astral world, its power could rival that of the Lord of Chaos!
The Sovereign of Ten Thousand Golds’ divine gaze fell, imposing pressure on all living things.
"Athyst Saint, would you be willing to serve ?"
The Athyst Saint took a deep breath and said:
"I am willing to follow my lord!"
The Sovereign of Ten Thousand Golds’ lips curled into a smile, unable to hide its delight.
Throughout history, nurous powerful Gods in the astral world had sought to recruit the Athyst Saint, but all failed because they were too weak.
The internal struggle within the astral world was equally fierce; with this success in securing the Athyst Saint, its influence within the astral world could surpass that of the Lord of Chaos.
The Athyst Saint looked at the familiar world, at the boundless deep space. Its heart was a mix of unwillingness, anger, and lancholy, turning into a sigh.
It had ended up where it was today because of Sauron, because of Nora, because of the wizard, and that damned Dusk Palace Master!
After divine enthronent, it had completely closed off any possibility of further advancent.
It swore to itself: "After I solidify my power in the astral world, I will lead the Divine Generals and angels to level Nora, to soothe my heart’s hatred!"
...
Nora Calendar 1817.
The Athyst Saint was bestowed with the Obsidian Divine Authority by the Sovereign of Ten Thousand Golds, ascending to the heavens, and established the Purple Crystal Divine Kingdom in the astral world, igniting the divine fire!
Divine na: Lord of Black Brilliance!
Thereafter, a total of eight million Athyst People all ascended to the heavens, residing in the Purple Crystal Divine Kingdom, becoming followers of the Lord of Black Brilliance.
Among them were seven angels, all forr mbers of the Purple Crystal Seven Kings, each possessing Nine-level Treasures of unimaginable power, far surpassing ordinary angels.
From antiquity, the Athyst Saint was the first to have late-stage level 10 power, yet chose to enthrone into godhood, willingly residing under a powerful God.
After divine enthronent, its power declined slightly, just enough to rank among the powerful Gods. However, with the supre treasure it forged, the Heavenly Pillar, it still exuded majestic grace.
Master Bao Long said:
The Heavenly Pillar is crafted with painstaking effort, its power is no less than the Void Blade, forged by its ancestors for the Void Emperor, definitely ranking within the top ten of the Pan-Plane.
Besides, the Lord of Black Brilliance also controlled the top ten supre treasures of the Pan-Plane, the Dark Temple and the Covenant Sword, offering them to the Sovereign of Ten Thousand Golds.
At this point, the influence of the Sovereign of Ten Thousand Golds reached an unprecedented height!
It beca the foremost in the astral world!
Upon hearing the Athyst Saint’s divine enthronent, the Multidinsional Plane was shaken!
There were mockers and admirers alike.
However, no matter what, from today onward, the Council of Ten Thousand Clans was completely relegated to history.
...
Nora.
Supre Council.
"Who would’ve thought, who would’ve thought, that such a grand tribe would actually pledge itself to the Gods. I overestimated the Athyst Saint’s ambition."
Heavenly Will slightly shook its head.
He had never dealt with the Athyst Saint, but witnessed the rise of this junior, who once was also a God Slayer. Now choosing to beco a God, a Dragon Slayer becoming an evil dragon, was lantable.
Edmund made no comnt on this.
The Civil War was cruel. When the Athyst Saint chose to establish the Council of Ten Thousand Clans and stood against Nora, this outco was destined.
The Frost Witch said:
"Does it think that becoming a God will keep it carefree? Next, it’s either we perish or it and those insects perish. One day, we will settle this for good!"
...
Witch’s Family.
After ascending to the Ninth-Circle Realm, Triss did not leave the Ancient Dragon Continent. Her main responsibility was to research potions and she did not participate much in politics, so working from ho was fine.
Currently, she had solidified her Ninth-Circle Realm, and recently refined the Poison Dragon’s Tooth, increasing her spiritual force by 1000 points.
Additionally, she had mastered a unique Exotic Species Water called Poison Dragon Saliva, containing level 9 poison, perfect for combat and alchemical purposes.
The Poison Dragon’s Tooth was not originally of the Five Poison Series, thus it did not produce a power projection, but instead nurtured a new kind of special spiritual creature.
A nacing shadow of a slender black dragon followed Triss, finned on the sides, resembling a snake without claws, with a scorpion-like stinger on its tail.
Its na was Swamp Poison Dragon, extrely powerful with the ability to command poisonous creatures and spew Poison Dragon Saliva Breath to corrode enemies.
"The road from ordinary to legendary within the Ninth-Circle is so long, the spiritual force spans twenty thousand points, not to ntion creating one’s own spell, researching others.
Four thousand years, can barely be considered enough. But if any incident delays , I might miss the chance to beco legendary, I must continue to enhance the upper limit of my talents.
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