Panlong, starting by refining the main godhead.

"Material attack? You think I'm afraid of you?" Finn sneered, his entire body surging with the same gray-black divine power, and a long spear appeared in his hand.

"Stop!" The female shopkeeper in green, who had just been settling accounts with customers, roared.

Suddenly, numerous filaments of light appeared around the black mist, enveloping the entire mist like a spider web.

At the same time, the same light threads appeared around the two people who made the move, intending to bind them together.

"The Law of Light? A good move, but it's still a bit lacking." The Dark God Nier laughed heartily.

His entire body was enveloped in dark divine power, which gradually corroded the light threads.

Before long, the light filaments gradually weakened, and many of them broke off.

As Sean watched all this, he also became somewhat interested in the laws of light and darkness. Although he was already a chief god, this was his first time in the divine plane.

Of the seven laws and four rules, he was only familiar with the rule of fate and some rules of destruction; he had never seen a true master spar with the others.

Even the rules of fate were self-developed, and his own assessment of his strength was only a rough estimate.

If it weren't for his willpower, he really wouldn't dare to come to Netherworld Mountain so casually.

In the blink of an eye, all the light threads of the Law of Light shattered, and the two who had been attacking stopped.

Neil turned to the shopkeeper and asked, "Your Excellency is also roughly at the level of a seven-star demon, so why are you doing this kind of thing here?"

Other customers were also very curious, because in general, hotel owners in cities are usually mid-level gods or high-level gods who have refined their divine essence.

Anyone who becomes a god independently, especially one who incorporates profound mysteries, is considered a superior being anywhere.

Even if you build a tribe and control a bunch of god-like beings, or become a demon and roam around.

Not to mention the Seven Star Demon, who was also a woman.

It should be noted that among the experts in the divine realm, there are relatively few women. Even the wives of some top-tier experts are rarely strong.

The female shopkeeper looked grim and was very angry.

Just then, the woman in red who had been fishing outside came in carrying her fishing rod.

The female shopkeeper quickly bowed and said, "Boss, I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault, you're no match for them." The woman in red glanced at Neil and asked with a smile, "Judging from your Dark Laws, you've fused at least four, and perhaps even a portion of a fifth?"

"Good eye. May I ask if you are the chief god's messenger from the Netherworld Mountain before?" Neil asked cautiously.

Anyone with a brain knows that a boss who can get a seven-star demon to run a hotel must be an absolute master.

Because under the general lord of a manor, the Seven Star Demons are also given high positions.

It is likely that only a master of the caliber of a chief god's messenger could accomplish this.

"Want to know who I am? Then let's see if you have the ability. Causing trouble at the hotel, just wait to be punished!" The woman in red lightly flicked her fishing rod.

The fishing line on the fishing rod descended from the sky at an extremely strange angle, directly locking onto Neil and Finn who were making their move.

The two quickly retreated, but the fishing line seemed to have eyes, locking onto them instantly, and the space around them was completely locked.

"The water element law is truly used in a brilliant way," Sean remarked, sensing the energy fluctuations within.

With my current strength, if I were in that situation, I would definitely not be able to escape without using my willpower.

However, the avatar of the Lord of Death also possesses willpower, not to mention her main artifact-level body.

His own profound strength was only slightly stronger than that of a typical Law-based Four-Fold Fusion.

It seems I shouldn't act too aggressively with my "pseudo-perfect" identity, or it will easily be exposed.

Just as Sean was pondering, the two men who had made the move were completely entangled in the fishing line, and their divine power was also trapped within it.

Immediately, the woman in red waved her hand again, and the two of them flew out of the door and fell into the pond in the courtyard.

"If you dare to do this in my hotel, go feed the fish in the water," the woman in red said with a smile, clapping her hands.

Sean withdrew the divine power of destiny surrounding him, but the woman in red walked over, sat down in front of him, and asked, "Your rules of destiny are not bad; they come from the Celestial Realm?"

"No, I come from a material plane." Sean wasn't lying; after all, the person in front of him was one of the four rulers of the rules.

"The material plane?" The woman in red asked with a strange expression, "You mean you cultivated to this level in the material plane?"

"You could say that," Sean nodded.

The woman in red looked at Sean and asked in surprise, "Then how did you get to the Underworld? And why did you come to this Netherworld Mountain?"

"I spent some time wandering around the underworld and learned that there were treasures on this Netherworld Mountain, so I came to take a look." Sean tried his best to tell the "truth".

The woman in red laughed and said, "Haha, interesting. I've seen quite a few powerful individuals from other supreme planes and divine planes."

But you're the first one from the material plane. That's interesting. It all depends on whether you're destined to obtain the Netherworld Fruit.

After saying that, she got up and left, walking out once more.

A short while later, the sound of splashing water could be heard outside.

"Compensate me with 100 million Nether Stones, then I'll stay here and work for 10,000 years..."

The other customers in the store who heard this changed their expressions drastically.

The little thing that was just damaged probably wouldn't even cost a hundred Nether Stones, but the compensation now is a million times that amount.

Even so, it's already considered good; everyone knows the hotel owner is already very kind.

If it were any other powerful individual, they could very well have killed them on the spot.

As a result, no one dared to make any further moves.

A strong man approached Sean and asked, "Sir, may I discuss something with you?"

"Sure, please have a seat." Sean waved his hand in acknowledgment.

The visitor asked, "What is your name, sir?"

Sean said, "My name is Sean."

"My name is Blake, and I specialize in the Laws of Earth." After Blake sat down, he said, "Sir, you cultivate the Laws of Destiny, so you should be skilled in the soul."

I specialize in gravity manipulation and physical defense. If we join forces, our safety on Mount Youming will increase significantly.

"Do you know where the Nether Fruit Tree is?" Sean asked.

Blake replied, "I know, but the Nether Fruit Tree isn't in a fixed location. It can appear in several areas. I've been inside several times and encountered it several times."

However, the Netherworld Fruit Tree is guarded by some special divine beasts, and I cannot defeat them. Therefore, I need a master skilled in soul manipulation to cooperate with me.

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