Episode 12 – The Descent of the Gods Chapter 37 – Bossa Dike

Yulan Continent, Luo Ao Empire, within the courtyard of Blume’s mansion.

“Lord Bormont!” Blume respectfully saluted.

Bormont was tall and his entire body was completely covered in black robes. Behind Beaumont stood four respectful Saint Domain powerhouses. Under the black robe. Beaumont’s ghostly eyes stared at Blume: ”Blume. What you said in your soul transmission with me earlier was true? Everything you said was true?” “Absolutely true, if I, Blume, say a single false word. Lord Bormont can kill me by all means.”

Blume was very respectful.

Beaumont was silent.

Blume didn’t dare to say one more word, Beaumont was a very tyrannical person. Gobada Realm Prison was actually a special realm, and the scope of this realm was naturally very large. It would also be divided into many territories, with a large number of God level powerhouses scattered in one part of the dimensional prison land.

Among them, Bormont, Muba, the Great Sorcerer, and Tilling were in the same area of this dimensional prison. And in this area Muba was the good old man. The Great Sorcerer was grim, and as for Beaumont, he was tyrannical. Of course, Tilling was the strongest of the four lower gods, and it was Bormont. He didn’t dare to mess with Di Lin, though. Dilin suddenly disappeared one day, and after Dilin disappeared. After Dilin disappeared, Bormont became the most dominant person in this region.

It wasn’t until later that the strongest people in this one region, one or two gradually discovered the ‘spatial weakness’ where Di Lin had left in the first place, and immediately after that, Polmont, Muba, and the Great Sorcerer. As well as some Saint realm powerhouses came in, but naturally, they wouldn’t inform the others.

So it came to the Yulan continent land. It was actually in the dimensional prison. A handful of powerhouses near that spatial weakness. They came in. The countless powerhouses in that dimensional prison naturally wouldn’t know about it, and the spatial weakness, if they didn’t come to that location. It was impossible to detect it.

This was also. Blume only came to the Yulan Continent four years ago.

Even in that area. There were many Saint realm powerhouses who still didn’t know about it and were still suffering in the dimensional prison, not to mention the powerhouses in other areas of the dimensional prison.

Nowadays, there weren’t many otherworldly god-level powerhouses in the Yulan Continent, and there were just a few more Saint realm powerhouses, and all of these Saint realm powerhouses were well aware of the tyrannical and terrifying nature of Beaumont.

“Blume, I’ll give you a task.”

Beaumont indifferently said.

Blume ambled.

“You immediately go to the Dragonblood Castle and invite Linley and their two God-level powerhouses, and say that I, Beaumont, tomorrow morning. Will be waiting for them at …… the Bosa Embankment of the Yulan River.”

Bormont indifferently said. “Go now, don’t delay.”

Blume was stunned. Linley had told Beaumont to go to the Dragonblood Castlelands in the first place. Now. Instead, Beaumont was arranging to go to some Bosa Dike.

“Aye. Lord Beaumont.”

Blume didn’t dare to disobey. He directly turned into a phantom and flew towards the north.

Beaumont looked back.

“Chiquita. You’d better go refine your soul.”

Beaumont said blandly.

“Yes, Lord Beaumont.”

Of the four Saint Domain powerhouses behind them, one of them was the tallest man with a large figure, shrouded in white robes, and said.

Chiquita. It was none other than the Holy Horse, that last escaped Chiquita! When Chiquita thought about the days after he escaped from the Holy Island, he felt miserable. He, Chiquita, was a member of the Three-Eyed Winged Human Race in the Bright God Realm. The Three-Eyed Winged Human Race, in the eyes of a large number of God-level powerhouses, was a precious race.

Why? The three-eyed winged people had a special ability. Their third eye was naturally capable of refining soul essence.

In the eyes of many God-level powerhouses. This Three-Eyed Winged Human Race was like a ‘silkworm’. Seizing a Three-Eyed Winged Human Race clansman, he bound him. Ordering it to refine soul essence for itself. For their own enjoyment. It was very popular to raise Three-Eyed Winged Human Clan members.

This Chiquita. Is a three-eyed winged human race.

When he was in the Gobada Plane. He was captured by a god-level powerhouse. He suffered a lot, and later, this god level powerhouse died. He was lucky to escape …… usually hide the third eye, and other holy realm powerhouses falsely claimed to be a winged man among the orcs, and he was trembling, and finally luckily escaped to the Yulan continental realm.

In the Yulan continental plane. His strength was naturally nothing to speak of, absolute Holy Domain limit.

In the Holy Island of the Church of Light, after enjoying a large number of souls, saw that the Earth God’s dimensional shadow detachment at that time were dead, immediately ignored Hastings, escaped alone, in the Yulan continent fast days did not live for a few years, was found by the wave Monte.

Beaumont naturally rejoiced.

He had also been suffering for the death of the Grand Sorcerer and no one to refine the Soul Gold Pill for him.

“Just refine it for me, humph, how many souls to refine how much soul essence. I know very well, don’t secretly covet it, you give me the effort to refine it. When the time comes to refine the soul essence of the earth. I’ll bestow a tenth of it to you.”

This Bormont was still generous.

What could Chiquita do? Under Bo Monte’s obscene authority, he could only choose to help refine the soul.

This was also. The reason why Beaumont suddenly started massacring, if there was no Chiquita. He, Beaumont, really didn’t have a way to get soul essence.

Dark night, in the Dragon Blood Castle. The lights were on.

“Yulan River, Bosa Dike?” Linley glanced at the very respectful Bloom, “Alright, we know. You can go back.”

“Yes.”

Blume bowed and then immediately flew away from the Dragonblood Castle.

In the hall of the Dragonblood Castle, Linley, Desiree, and Olivia were all here. At the same time, Linley’s own relatives and brothers were also there.

“Bossa dyke, this Beaumont really knows how to choose a place.”

Desiree snorted.

“It seems that this Beaumont. Has some knowledge of the history of my Yulan Continent as well.”

Linley exclaimed, “To think that he also knows about the Bosa Causeway… He chose the Bosa Causeway, so it seems that he has the intention of reconciling with us.”

Olivia beside him also nodded slightly.

Bosa Dike. It was a very famous sightseeing place in the Yulan Continent.

Bosa Causeway. It was rumored. It was built before the first year of the Yulan Calendar, that is to say. This Bosa Causeway was built more than ten thousand years ago. Although it has been eroded by wind and rain for ten thousand years. But this Bosa dike is still intact. It is indeed a strange thing.

And more than five thousand years ago. The Martial God and the High Priestess fought on the Yulan River. It ended in a draw.

It was here at the Bosa Dike that they reconciled and set the borders of the two empires. Now Beaumont has chosen to be here as well. I’m afraid that it also has the meaning of reconciliation.

“He wants to reconcile.”

Olivia snorted coldly.

Desiree persuasively smiled, “Olivia, the greater good is important, we don’t even know about how many Otherworldly God level powerhouses there are in the Yulan Continent right now. It’s fine if we can deter them, we don’t necessarily have to fight for our lives. That Bormont Earth’s strength, we don’t know it well yet.”

Beaumont didn’t say much.

“Walden, all of you should rest first.”

Linley turned back to his relatives.

Although Walden and his group were worried, Linley, Desiree, and Olivia were three god-level powerhouses talking. It wasn’t good for them to interrupt. Now hearing Linley say so, Walton spoke, “Brother. It’s better not to fight tomorrow if we can.”

“Alright. Don’t worry.”

Linley smiled and patted Walton’s shoulder.

At once. A large group of people in the living room left.

“Olivia.”

Linley looked towards Olivia.

“Eh?” Olivia was somewhat puzzled.

“Olivia, both of your two great divine splits have been refined. Fused into one. It’s estimated that the attack power will be very strong, but Olivia. I hope you’ll be a bit more cautious.”

In reality. Linley was instead most worried about this Olivia. That Desiree knew the disparity. It would definitely be very careful.

This Olivia, it wouldn’t be good if she went to fight someone and was killed instead.

In Linley’s opinion, Olivia was also a talent.

“I know.”

Olivia nodded.

Linley smiled. Saying, “Olivia, Desiree, I must tell you something, it’s about artifact land.”

Linley immediately told Desiree and Olivia all about what Muba had told him back then.

After listening. Olivia and Desiree were both shocked.

After Desiree had become a god. He had also received a divine artifact as a gift from Linley. Mainly because after killing the great sorcerer, Linley’s divine artifacts had become redundant again, while Desiree didn’t have a divine artifact. Linley naturally gifted him one.

“Olivia, I can feel it. Your earthly attacks are dominated by the two opposite forces of light and darkness, but I’ll also remind you that power is one aspect, this divine artifact itself. You also need to utilize it well.”

Linley reminded. “The divine artifact, it has a spirit. You need to learn to make the attack and the divine artifact merge into one.”

Olivia was somewhat puzzled.

In fact, his sword dao. It had nothing to do with the weapon instead.

“Olivia, experience it carefully. The path of God’s cultivation is very complex and vast. It is by no means as simple as you think. You shouldn’t underestimate that Beaumont either.”

Linley could actually tell. Olivia had also experienced a change in her soul after the battle at Hedson back then. Light and darkness could merge.

With this, Olivia’s cultivation speed had skyrocketed.

However, looking at Olivia’s attacks in the Graveyard of the Gods. It’s all too ordinary, a simple sword! It was completely based on the power of the fusion of two opposing forces.

Linley was different.

Whether Linley was comprehending the Laws of the Earth or the Laws of the Wind Element. He had tried to find ways and means to increase his attacking power, developing all the way from the wind wave movement and the rhythm of the wind. Until the final Earth Sublime Slash, Linley had always sought stronger attacks.

Laws were one aspect, application was another.

If one refined the Godhead and knew the Laws, but didn’t know how to apply them, what was the point? What’s the point? “The path of cultivation, the earth is indeed vast, and the paths are countless.”

Linley recalled his own cultivation over the course of three years. His true self was cultivating earth pulsation, but Linley’s Earth Wind God doppelganger was studying the Speed Upanishad. At the same time, he was also studying the Violet Blood Soft Sword.

After hearing Muba talk about divine artifacts. Linley then began to carefully study the Violetblood Softsword.

Originally, when Linley had instilled divine power into the Violetblood Softsword, the Violetblood Softsword had begun to tremble and emit soul-shattering sounds. At that moment, Linley began to think: “This kind of soul attack. It has no clear target. If it’s a group battle. I’m afraid that the enemy’s friends will attack together, a true attack. It should be possible to clearly attack one.”

Linley realized then that he didn’t know anything at all about the Purple Blood Softsword.

“And. Back then, I could even invoke a baneful aura to attack others. What about now? Also, that great sorcerer. All of them can attack people with their spiritual power. What about me, is it possible to fuse a spiritual power attack and a purple blood soft sword attack into one?” This was the direction of Linley’s research for three whole years.

The special characteristics of the Violet Blood Softsword were constantly being discovered by Linley.

Combining, sound, spiritual energy, the special characteristics of the Violetblood Softsword itself. As well as the wind elemental law. Linley had spent nearly two years, finally building on the aimless tremor of the purple-blooded soft sword. He had researched a true move.

It was the first move that matched the Violetblood Softsword itself.

Man and artifact, this was the moment when they truly complemented each other.

After this time. Linley also knew more and more about the relationship between divine artifacts and people.

“After reaching the divine realm, comprehending the laws is one aspect. How to better apply the Laws and maximize their power, that’s also an important aspect.”

Linley understood. His Speed Upanishad hadn’t improved much compared to three years ago.

However, the attacking power was combined with this purple-blooded soft sword. As well as Linley’s rapidly advancing spiritual power, fused as one, the move that was utilized could far surpass the original Sublime Beheading.

“It’s just that performing this move. It consumes too much of my spiritual energy. I can’t use it until it’s necessary. I hope that Bormont is a bit more sensible.”

Linley was still very confident in his heart.