The sword-shaped metallic lifeform advanced at high speed.
"A soul-protecting divine artifact. I didn't expect you to be able to forge something like this." Tarosse stared at Zhou Tong in amazement, while at the same time, he rubbed the black ring on his finger. "I've been in the Infernal Realm for so many years, but I've never seen anything like this on sale."
After giving Linley and the others soul-protecting divine artifacts, Zhou Tong naturally wouldn't mistreat these people who were willing to follow him. Tarosse, Dylin and his two sons, and Olivier, each received one as well.
"Of course not. This thing is very hard to forge. Most Asuras aren't able to do so. Only those with extremely powerful souls might be able to forge this thing." Zhou Tong laughed.
The requirements for forging a soul-protecting divine artifact were very high. Generally speaking, even someone who had fused five profound mysteries might not be able to forge it.
"Generally speaking, those who forge these things will give them to their friends or family, or they might as well order them for others! I suspect that fellow Mosi must have made a fortune by creating soul-protecting divine artifacts. After all, not every Asura is skilled in the soul. Otherwise, how could his Bagshaw clan have so much Sovereign's Might? "
"In addition, don't get your hopes up too high. This thing isn't a Sovereign artifact, after all. Although it can withstand a soul attack from an Asura, it still depends on who is attacking. If someone on Mosi's level were to attack, this thing would be like a thick wooden board that could be shattered with a single blow. "
Zhou Tong gave a final warning. He didn't wish for Dylin and the others to disregard all soul attacks just because they had a soul-protecting divine artifact.
Dylin laughed. "However, at the very least, we won't be afraid of soul attacks from Seven Star Fiends. The chances of us encountering an Asura are simply too, too low. With this thing, our power will increase dramatically. "
Zhou Tong shook his head. He couldn't be bothered to persuade them any further. He rose and walked towards his own room. "You guys control the direction. I'm going back to train."
The Skyrite Mountains weren't too far away from Indigo City. It was only a few months' journey.
The entire journey passed in the blink of an eye for Zhou Tong. In the blink of an eye, the group had arrived at Indigo City.
The Lord Prefect of Indigo Prefecture resided in the northern part of Indigo City. More than half of the land in the North City belonged to the Manor Lord. There were more than ten thousand personal guards and servants here.
After entering Serene Blue City, Zhou Tong's group immediately headed towards the Manor Lord's residence.
When Zhou Tong and the others arrived at the gate, a guard at the gate shouted, "Ahead is the residence of the Prefecture Lord. Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter!"
"Go report to the Lord Prefect of Indigo Prefecture. Tell him that Kahn, Tarosse, Dylin, and Olivier of the Yulan Plane have come to pay a visit. He knows of us." Zhou Tong laughed calmly.
The soldier hesitated for a moment, then nodded and immediately reported inside.
After all, the other party had dared to announce their names to seek an audience with the Manor Head. Furthermore, they had reported in such detail and were even certain that the Manor Head knew who they were. Who knew if they were the Manor Head's friends?
A short while later, the reporting soldier immediately called out excitedly, "Lord Kahn, the Lord Prefect knows that you have come, Lord Kahn. He is extremely happy and has already ordered people to prepare a banquet. Lord, please follow me in!"
As he spoke, the soldier led Zhou Tong's group into the manor.
Not long after entering the manor, Zhou Tong could already see one serving girl after another carrying a tray of food as they walked into the main hall.
"Haha, Kahn, you've been in the Infernal Realm for nearly seven hundred years now. Finally, we meet again!" Beirut chortled as he walked out from a nearby side hall. "You've only been training for seven hundred years, right? A seven hundred year old Highgod is quite rare in the various planes!"
"The Infernal Realm is simply too suited for training in the Edicts of Destruction. My other divine clones are a bit lacking!" Zhou Tong shook his head, feeling rather resigned. His earth, water, and fire clones were truly stuck. He didn't know when he would be able to make a breakthrough.
"Haha, you're only seven hundred years old. No need to be impatient!" Beirut laughed as well. "Sit. Since you've come to my place, let's have a good taste of the most special dishes of our Indigo Prefecture!"
"Tarosse, Dylin and his son, sit as well!" Beirut chortled as he called out to the nearby Tarosse, Dylin, and Olivier, inviting them to sit as well.
As they ate, they chatted, recounting some of the events that had occurred in the past few years.
"Oh? Kahn, you killed the Lord Prefect of the White Dewes Prefecture? Even Mosi was wary of you? " Beirut looked at Zhou Tong in surprise, sizing him up. "Your Edicts of Destruction have actually reached such a level?"
According to what Tarosse and Dylin had said, Mosi had been seeing Zhou Tong's divine Destruction clone all this time. A divine Destruction clone alone was actually able to intimidate someone like Mosi?
And most importantly of all, according to their description, Zhou Tong was actually able to forge a soul-protecting divine artifact?
"I've experienced quite a bit in the past few years. It can be said that I've made a breakthrough in the Edicts of Destruction!" As Zhou Tong spoke, he flipped his hand and withdrew a drop of Destruction-type Sovereign's Might.
"Bang!"
A pitch-black aura exploded out from Zhou Tong's body like flames, then was drawn back into his body. Not a single hint of it dissipated!
"This is … perfect control over Sovereign's Might!" Beirut's eyes lit up, and then he was shocked. "You actually did it! A seven hundred year old Great Perfection. I don't even dare to imagine it! History is about to be rewritten by you! "
Becoming a Highgod at seven hundred years old was most likely enough to leave one's name behind in history. A seven hundred year old Great Perfection? That was even more unbelievable. Which of the current Highgods of Great Perfection hadn't experienced millions of years? And now, they were being told that there was someone who was ten thousand times faster than them?
"Great Perfection!!!" The nearby Tarosse and Dylin were shocked as well.
They knew that Zhou Tong's Edicts of Destruction were very powerful, but they had never dared to imagine that he had reached this level. The Great Perfection, the legendary, invincible figure, had actually appeared right in front of them.
"Kahn, you really …" Olivier was stunned.
Great Perfection. What sort of concept was this? Most likely, there were less than thirty Great Perfection Sovereigns in all of the Higher Planes and Divine Planes. They were even rarer than Sovereigns.
"I was just barely able to break through …" Zhou Tong nodded.
With Tarosse and Dylin present, he naturally wouldn't stupidly say that he wasn't a Great Perfection Sovereign.
"Good, good! Kahn, you truly are the number one genius of our Yulan Plane! "Beirut sighed in amazement, and then immediately poured himself a cup of wine and raised it.
"Everyone, let's drink together!!"
"Let's drink to the birth of the first Great Perfection Sovereign of our Yulan Plane!!"
Tarosse, Dylin, Olivier, and the others all raised their cups.
"Cheers!!"
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