Panlong, starting by refining the main godhead.

Sean laughed and said, "I'd like to have a friendly match with you."

Even though his own avatar of the God of Destruction possessed boundless faith power, and Mold's talent was not bad either.

However, the lack of time spent in seclusion to comprehend profound mysteries, especially the lack of sparring with opponents of the same level, particularly those who are masters of the rules of destruction, is also a major factor affecting the comprehension of these mysteries.

Even someone like Auf probably couldn't achieve the level of perfection in cultivation by simply staying in seclusion.

In the original story, Lin Lei also had to face life and death countless times before he comprehended the four profound mysteries. Even after his soul mutated, progress was extremely difficult. In the end, he only succeeded in the five fusions by creating a divine plane.

If one wants to cultivate the rules of destruction to their peak as soon as possible, and even try to break through to the Great Perfection, then one must find a top expert to spar and challenge.

Of course, the same applies to the rules of fate, but there's no rush with the rules of fate for now, since at the level of "gods," we're already close to being invincible.

"You want to spar with me? You should know I have a soul defense artifact, right?" Philin glanced through the window at the crowd who dared not approach, and said, "Your soul attack is indeed terrifying, but it's ineffective against me."

Sean nodded and said, "I know. What I want to test against you is physical attacks."

A contest of soul attacks is actually extremely risky. If you're not careful and don't control it properly, you could kill your opponent or yourself.

Physical attacks are much simpler; the force can be easily withdrawn, or as long as the head isn't attacked, there's no problem.

Therefore, relatively speaking, there are fewer experts in the rules of fate, life, and death, and this is one of the reasons why.

"A material attack based on the rules of fate? Sean, aren't you being a bit too arrogant?" Phil asked, frowning.

He believed his spiritual achievements were inferior to Sean's, but when it came to physical attacks, it was a completely different story.

The Destruction Rule excels at material attacks, while the Fate Rule is far less adept at them.

"It's rare for someone of our level to encounter a worthy opponent. Since we're already here, it's only natural that we need to spar, right?" Sean said with a faint smile. "How about this: if you can defeat me, all this power of the main gods is yours."

After he finished speaking, 10 drops of the power of the God of Destruction appeared in his hand.

"What if I lose? Do you want my position as the Lord of the Prefecture?" Philin's gaze towards the power of the Supreme God changed slightly, but he still asked cautiously.

Sean laughed and said, "You lost, so you lost. You don't need to bet anything. But you have to continue fighting me. It will just take a little time."

I don't care about the position of Lord of the Prefecture.

For the beings of the Panlong Universe, time is the least valuable thing.

Many top experts become palace lords because, after becoming a palace lord, the main god would bestow some of the main god's power upon them every once in a while.

The power of the Supreme God is the driving force behind super strong individuals and the foundation of the currency in the entire divine plane. By using the power of the Supreme God, one can easily obtain what one desires.

After thinking for a moment, Felin said, "Okay, I agree. So where shall we fight?"

"Do as you please," Sean said nonchalantly.

Philin laughed and said, "Alright, there are too many people around now. Why don't we rest in my residence for a while? I'll entertain you for a bit, and then we can find a quiet place to spar later, how about that?"

Faced with such a super expert, even a normal expert would be happy to befriend them, or at least avoid making enemies.

Moreover, having lived for countless trillions of years at their level, the only people in the world they truly respect are a handful. If even one of them comes, they are happy to give them a warm welcome.

"Sure." Sean suddenly asked again, "By the way, you should have some experts at the Seven-Star Demon level under your command. Do you have any wind or lightning type experts who could guide my two friends?"

Nini and Henry are currently of average strength, so there is no need to deliberately seek out top experts to guide them.

Even a regular seven-star demon would be enough.

"Okay, I'll arrange it." Philin glanced at the two mid-level gods beside him and agreed.

Normally, he wouldn't even consider two mid-level gods a threat.

But since he was valued by this super strong man named Sean, he naturally had to give him some face.

........

The countless soldiers outside finally saw their lord and three others walk out of the metal lifeform with smiles on their faces, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the probability of a super strong person coming to provoke you is extremely low, after living for countless years, even the lowest probability event can happen.

If that's the case, a battle between super-strong individuals could potentially kill them if it even slightly affects them.

Now that everything is alright, that's the best thing of all.

This super strong person who arrived put immense pressure on them, causing hundreds of high-level gods to faint without them even realizing it. If he were to go on a killing spree, even thousands or tens of thousands of high-level gods wouldn't be enough for him to kill.

Sean followed Phil to the mansion, and the two drank heartily. Phil also treated him very warmly.

Six months later, two divine lights, one black and one gold, arrived in a valley.

"The miasma here seems to carry the aura of destruction," Sean said after sensing the surrounding fog.

Philin laughed and said, "Yes, this is a forbidden area on the Bauhinia Continent. Even ordinary high-level gods will have their souls slowly corroded if they enter here, and they will not be able to withstand it for a long time."

Therefore, this place is actually suitable for us to fight, as we are unlikely to be disturbed by outsiders.

"That's a good place," Sean nodded. "I've heard that the most dangerous place on the Purple Thorn Continent is the Purple Thorn Mountains. That should be the location of the Purple Thorn God, right? You're the Purple Thorn God's messenger, you must have been there, haven't you?"

"Of course I've been there? What? Sean, are you also interested in the chief god's messenger?" Philin said, "As far as I know, my chief god is currently lacking a messenger, and with your strength, you should be enough."

However, I dare not make any recommendations casually, as you know that in the eyes of the supreme god, we are nothing more than servants.

But if I have the chance, I'll go to Resjing, the son of the Supreme God. If he approves of you, perhaps you can become the Supreme God's messenger.

"Reisjing?" Sean smiled and said, "I've heard of his name before, but I have no interest in the position of Chief God's Messenger."

"With your soul's achievements, if you had a material defense artifact, you would be invincible? You're not even interested in that?" Philin asked incredulously.

"Let's talk about it later. Let's fight first." Sean didn't explain much.

Under normal circumstances, peak Asuras all aspire to become messengers of the main god.

"Alright, let's go." A black spear appeared in Philin's hand, and before he even made a move, the surrounding void shattered.

"Okay." A longsword also appeared in Sean's hand.

Two beams of light approached each other like lightning...

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