After acquiring the final Overgod talisman, Zhou Tong immediately flew towards the island in the middle of the lake.
The island in the middle of the Muja Continent was located at the teleportation tunnel. The Muja Continent had an extremely famous, enormous lake, and this island was located at the center of the lake, which was why it was named Lake Heart Island.
Zhou Tong flew over, and from afar, he could see a small, jade-green island in the middle of the blue waves. But of course, even more eye-catching was the large number of patrolling Mu Yajun soldiers.
"Halt!" Mu Yajun's soldiers, upon seeing Zhou Tong from afar, immediately shouted.
Zhou Tong landed on the island. Soon, the leader of Mu Yajun's soldiers, a middle-aged man with long, crimson hair, stared coldly at Zhou Tong. "Why have you come to Lake Heart Island?"
"I want to use the teleportation tunnel to return to a material plane!" Zhou Tong said.
Instantly, everyone was shocked. Many people used teleportation arrays to go to other Higher Planes and Divine Planes, because the price wasn't too high. However, the price to return to a material plane was astonishing. Without sufficient wealth, there was no way one would be able to go to a material plane.
"Follow me!" The man immediately led the way, heading towards Lake Heart Island.
Soon, Zhou Tong arrived at the castle at the very center of Lake Heart Island, as well as the teleportation tunnel at the plaza in the center of the castle.
There were two enormous teleportation arrays, one of which was still glowing. Clearly, this was the light used by the people of the material plane to go to the Infernal Realm. Zhou Tong looked at the light, and a hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes. This was how he had arrived in the Infernal Realm.
At this moment, as Zhou Tong arrived at the teleportation array, someone immediately said, "To return to a material plane, the teleportation fee for every single Highgod is a trillion inkstones."
Zhou Tong couldn't be bothered to say anything. He casually tossed out an interspatial ring, which was filled with inkstones.
Mu Yajun's soldier accepted the interspatial ring, carefully inspecting it, then nodded. "Milord, might I ask where you wish to go?"
After confirming the wealth, he even changed the way he addressed Linley to 'Milord'. After all, in the Infernal Realm, wealth represented one's power and status.
"The Yulan Plane." Zhou Tong said.
…
In the northernmost part of the Yulan continent. The cold wind howled, and shards of ice danced in the air. One ice mountain after another stood tall, and atop the tallest ice mountain, one of the eleven magic arrays suddenly lit up with a dazzling light. One ray of light after another shot into the heavens. Against the backdrop of the ice mountain, it seemed almost like a dream.
By now, the Planar Overseer of the Yulan continent had been replaced not long ago. The person who had come was a golden-haired beauty. She stared at the teleportation array in astonishment. "It's … it's the Infernal Realm! Someone actually came from the underworld. "
She knew very well how much it would cost to return to the material plane from hell. Those who could afford such a price were definitely not peak powerhouses.
The hazy halo slowly dissipated, revealing Zhou Tong's figure.
"Greetings, my lord!" The Planar Overseer bowed respectfully.
"Oh? The Dimension Overseer has changed! "Zhou Tong glanced at the blonde beauty. Then, with a flash, he disappeared from this person's sight.
"What speed …" The Planar Overseer's pupils contracted. There was no trace of him at all.
At the same time, in the Forest of Darkness, in front of Beirut's metallic castle, a black-robed Beirut suddenly appeared. Looking at Zhou Tong, who was flying over, he smiled and sent mentally, "Kahn, I'll wait for you at the South Sea."
As he spoke, he suddenly rose to his feet, transforming into a blur as he flew towards the South Sea. His speed was so fast that even Zhou Tong felt shocked.
But Zhou Tong knew the reason. He quickly followed behind Beirut, flying directly into the air above the South Sea.
"Beirut, you …" Although Zhou Tong was calm, his face was filled with shock.
Beirut looked at Zhou Tong, a hint of a smile yet not a smile flashing through his eyes. He then said, "Follow me."
As he spoke, Beirut immediately flew downwards.
"Whoosh!"
Following Beirut's action, the originally calm South Sea instantly became turbulent. At the same time, the surface of the sea seemed to have been split open by a divine sword, revealing a bottomless passage.
Zhou Tong followed behind Beirut, flying towards the depths of the sea.
Soon, they arrived at a cave in the depths of the seabed reef. Then, they went about ten thousand meters deep and finally arrived at the bottom. The bottom of the cave was an empty place, without even seawater.
Beirut stretched out his hand, and a powerful cyan light instantly erupted from his palm. Just the power that erupted in this instant caused Zhou Tong's entire body to tremble violently.
This was the instinctive reaction of an ordinary God in the Coiling Dragon world when facing an Overgod. It was like a Saint facing a Great Emperor in the Shrouding the Heavens world.
"Buzz!"
The cyan light flew out from Beirut's palm and instantly disintegrated into tens of thousands of cyan filaments, merging into the stone wall at the bottom of the cave.
The stone wall greedily absorbed the cyan light, and then gradually a large number of demonic patterns appeared.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, there was a loud noise. The stone wall and even the ground shook, and then instantly turned into powder.
"Whoosh!" Beirut waved his hand, and a whirlwind swept away all the powder, revealing a black box that was only the size of a palm. Beirut stretched his hand out and grabbed the box.
"A box made of divine spark essence … at least the surface layer is made of divine spark essence." Zhou Tong said to himself. This box had been created by Beirut using divine spark essence. One could imagine how solemn it was.
"Alright. Time to go to the Necropolis of the Gods!" Beirut laughed, then flew forward.
It was still the same necropolis that Zhou Tong had visited in the past. It was still the same tower with the carvings of the Four Divine Beasts.
Zhou Tong followed Beirut forward, quickly arriving at the eighteenth floor of the Necropolis of the Gods.
This was an empty space. The sky and the ground were both cyan. Zhou Tong had been here last time, and so he knew the situation here well.
"Kahn, given your intelligence, you should be able to guess something!" Beirut beamed merrily as he looked at Zhou Tong.
"So you are a Sovereign!" Zhou Tong sighed. "Given my power, even Bayeux, a wind-style Great Perfection expert, is nothing more than a little chick in front of me. Aside from Sovereigns, I truly can't think of anyone who is more powerful than me. "
"What if I were a Great Perfection expert?" Beirut laughed. "My physical body isn't any weaker than yours. If I add on the power of my Great Perfection Will …"
"Forgive me for speaking bluntly, but even if you were a Great Perfection expert, even if I didn't use fused divine power, I would still be many times faster than you. After all, the current me is already a true Great Perfection expert!" Zhou Tong said.
"A true Great Perfection expert? You are actually a Great Perfection expert? Which style are you a Great Perfection expert? " Beirut was shocked. He hadn't imagined that after not seeing him for a thousand years, he had actually become a Great Perfection expert?
"Aside from the Edicts of Destruction, I am a Great Perfection expert in everything!" Zhou Tong naturally wouldn't hide his progress from Beirut.
"Good! Good! "Beirut was overjoyed.
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