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Ziyang City.

The secret chamber for cultivation.

"I see……"

Raven raised his hand.

A ball of pitch-black energy pulsed at his fingertips.

That was a gift given to him by a super divine beast with dark attributes—the Shadow Panther—after it was devoured.

It's not just that the affinity for dark elements has been greatly enhanced.

more importantly.

The barrier that kept him in the dark has been broken.

Right at this moment.

His dark-type talent has been fully unleashed.

Although he has no divine status and has not become a god.

But he could clearly sense the existence of the Dark Laws, as easily as sensing his own fingers.

"Is this the domineering nature of a gluttonous feast?"

Raven clenched his fist.

This ability to forcibly plunder the creations of heaven and earth is practically cheating.

But he likes it.

……

Cultivation knows no time.

In the blink of an eye.

Two more years have passed.

When the last divine beast's corpse turned to ashes and dissipated into the air.

Raven slowly stood up.

Crackling sounds!

His entire skeleton emitted a series of cracking sounds, like popping beans.

The space itself developed tiny cracks due to this casual action.

He stretched lazily.

"This feeling of being filled with power is truly intoxicating."

Raven closed his eyes.

His consciousness sank into his mind, and he began to take stock of what he had gained from this retreat.

First, there is the physical body.

After two years of continuous supplementation.

His Saintly Realm self has reached an unbelievable level of physical strength.

If it was a regular main artifact before.

So now.

His body is a top-tier divine artifact.

Even without using any divine power, a single punch from his bare body is enough to shatter any high-level divine artifact.

This kind of pure physical defense and attack is simply a nightmare for all mages.

Secondly, there is the divine incarnation.

Water-type Divine Avatar: Great Perfection.

This is his foundation, his strongest spear and shield.

With the blessing of the Great Perfection's will and power, no one can kill him unless the supreme deity personally intervenes.

Fire-type Divine Clone: ​​Peak Asura.

The five profound mysteries have been fully integrated, and the sixth profound mystery of explosion has also been largely integrated.

Just one step away from achieving perfection once again.

Thunder God's clone: ​​Also a peak Asura.

That violent, destructive aura was even stronger than that of fire.

Light, earth, destruction, life...

Data on each of the divine clones flashed through Raven's mind.

The weakest.

On the contrary, it was the Dark God's clone who had just begun his training.

He had only reached the intermediate level of godhood and had comprehended three profound mysteries.

But this was not a problem for Raven at all.

As long as there is enough food.

Even if it's a pile, he can still pile it up.

"That's about it."

Raven had a sudden thought.

All auras instantly vanished.

The terrifying demon god that devoured the heavens and the earth disappeared.

Instead.

He was a gentle and refined young man with black hair who appeared harmless.

This is returning to simplicity.

If he doesn't expose himself.

Even a powerful figure like Beirut wouldn't be able to discern his true strength without careful examination.

"It's time to get some fresh air."

Raven straightened his somewhat disheveled robe.

He turned and walked towards the gate.

……

The main hall of Ziyang Prefecture.

Sunlight streamed in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the smooth, mirror-like floor.

Raven had just crossed the threshold.

His steps paused slightly.

His eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

someone.

Moreover, he is a very strong person.

There was no warning, no fluctuation of energy.

He appeared abruptly in his main hall.

If Raven's divine sense hadn't been constantly surrounding them, they probably wouldn't have noticed until they bumped into each other.

Raven looked up.

His gaze traveled over a distance of more than ten meters and landed on the figure with his back to him.

He was an old man dressed in a simple black robe.

He is not tall, and is even somewhat thin.

He had a tuft of goatee.

He was toying with a long black stick in his hand.

He looks like any ordinary old man you'd see next door.

But in Raven's eyes...

This old man, however, was like a black hole.

The surrounding light, space, and even the fluctuations of laws are silently distorted when they get close to him.

A strong person!

Absolutely strong!

The figure slowly turned around.

He revealed a face covered in wrinkles, yet full of energy.

Those small eyes gleamed with a cunning and profound light as they sized Raven up and down.

Raven's pupils suddenly contracted.

This face.

He was all too familiar.

Although I have never seen it in hell.

But during that period on the Magnolia Continent, this face represented absolute authority and taboo.

The King of the Dark Forest.

Beirut!

Raven's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly regained his composure.

He showed no surprise whatsoever at being a time traveler and encountering characters from the story.

Instead, it subtly revealed a hint of surprise and... awe.

Yes, reverence.

Even though Raven is now at the peak of the water element.

In terms of strength, he absolutely crushes this dark god clone from Beirut.

But he knew very well.

What terrifying entity lies behind this seemingly sleazy old man?

Lord God!

Moreover, it is a main god with four main godhoods!

In this world where everyone is an ant under the supreme god.

Crushing him in Beirut would be no harder than crushing an ant.

Even if he is at the Great Perfection stage.

Before the supreme god, they are nothing more than slightly stronger ants.

not to mention.

Raven didn't want to antagonize Beirut.

in contrast.

He must cling to this powerful figure.

Only he knew that Beirut held the key that could elevate him to the top in one step—the divine status!

In the blink of an eye.

Raven has already reacted.

He quickened his pace, and his expression instantly became extremely respectful.

He didn't act like a lord at all.

It's like a junior meeting a respected elder.

"Lord Beirut?"

Raven's voice carried three parts surprise and seven parts delight.

"Is it really you?"

Beirut's sharp little eyes were fixed on Raven.

It seemed as if they wanted to see through the young man's outward appearance and look directly into his soul.

A few seconds of silence.

The air seemed to freeze.

If it were a regular high-ranking god...

Under such scrutiny, they would probably have had a mental breakdown long ago.

But Raven remained bowed.

He looked calm and composed.

Neither overbearing nor overbearing.

at last.

A smile as bright as a chrysanthemum bloomed on Beirut's taut old face.

"Hehe, little guy, you have a good eye."

Beirut stroked his beard, his voice high-pitched and hoarse.

"They can still recognize an old man like me."

"I thought that once you became the Lord of Ziyang Prefecture and a high-ranking figure, you would forget about the old folks in your hometown."

There's more to that than meets the eye.

It carried a hint of teasing, and also a hint of probing.

Raven gave a wry smile, straightened up, but remained respectful.

"You jest, sir."

"No matter where Raven goes or what he becomes, he will always be a person of the Magnolia Continent."

"I will never forget the kindness you showed me back then."

Raven spoke these words very sincerely.

Although Beirut probably didn't even give him a second glance back then.

But that doesn't stop him from using someone else's name to make a big deal out of nothing.

This hell in a foreign land.

Sometimes, the connection of being from the same hometown is more useful than any magic weapon.

really.

Upon hearing the words "Yulan Continent".

The wariness in Beirut's eyes faded considerably, replaced by a look of satisfaction.

His purpose in coming here was to assess Raven.

Raven's current attitude has reassured Beirut considerably.