Successive Breakthroughs, Main Artifact Body

Chapter 84 Successive Breakthroughs, Main Artifact Body

"That thread of fate is actually in Alibert's hands."

Compared to Alibert's madness, Jag was much calmer.

As if by fate, all three supreme divine artifacts have gathered in Nolan's material plane.

"In exchange for the main godhood, the Blackwood Staff can only be given to Augusta, but we must find a way to obtain the Threads of Fate!"

Jaeger pondered how to deal with Alibert.

The only way to get the Thread of Fate from Alibert is to kill him.

But if the main god doesn't intervene, a Great Perfection Supreme God is not easy to kill, unless—

Jag thought of one possibility: the physical body!

If his physical body reaches the level of a main artifact, he can kill Alibert with absolute power, even through the material defense of the main artifact.

"I hope that after my other divine avatars reach the Great Perfection, the increased number of physical enhancements will be enough to upgrade my body to the level of a main artifact."

For every divine clone that reaches the Great Perfection, he can gain one chance to enhance his physical body. Currently, he has seven more divine clones that are expected to break through to the Great Perfection.

"Everyone, let's attack together." Clementine, unaware of the inner turmoil in Jag and Alibert's hearts, called upon the Great Perfection cultivators to join in consuming the energy of the black flames.

Jage and Alibert remained silent, joining the other Great Perfection experts in launching an attack on the black flames.

Alibert gradually calmed down. Seeing that Jag had not revealed the matter of the Thread of Fate, he quickly guessed Jag's thoughts.

"Looks like he's also interested in the Supreme God's mission. Hmph, perfect, let's see who between us becomes the main god!"

The eleven Great Perfection experts attacked continuously for several days before stopping to rest, while the commanders and the Seven Star Demons split into several teams and took turns launching physical attacks.

There are many rulers and seven-star demons who have come to the Nolan material plane, and they are fully capable of consuming the energy of the black flames day and night.

Everyone understood that only by cooperating to exhaust the black flames could they possibly obtain the Blackwood Staff.

Time passed year after year.

Jag's many divine avatars in the Yulan Continent successively achieved breakthroughs and attained perfection.

Finally, three hundred years later, apart from the God of Destruction avatar, his other seven divine avatars all reached the Great Perfection.

"32 chances to gain enlightenment."

"Physical enhancement attempts: 7 times".

"With the addition of seven Great Perfection God clones, the number of times the physical body can be amplified has also increased to seven. We can begin."

Jag sat cross-legged alone in his castle, beginning to consume physical enhancement attempts to increase his physical strength.

With each enhancement, the body reaches a level capable of withstanding attacks from the Seven-Star Demonic Matter.

After two increases, his body reached a level where it could withstand material attacks from a powerful ruler.

After three amplifications, his body reached a level comparable to that of a god, which is equivalent to Bebe entering the dimensional battlefield in the original work.

It has been enhanced four times, and its body is comparable to a main artifact.

"The physical body has reached its current limit and cannot be further enhanced."

"Um?"

After using four physical enhancement attempts in succession, a notification appeared on the roulette wheel deep within the soul.

"The limit of realm? Does that mean I have to wait until I become a main god before I can continue to improve?" Jage guessed.

He still has three more opportunities to enhance his physical body. If his God of Destruction clone also reaches the Great Perfection, he can gain one more.

"I wonder what level my body will reach in the end." Jag was very excited.

"But my current physical strength is sufficient." Jag clenched his fist, feeling a powerful force surging from within his body.

His physical body is now comparable to a main artifact, his power has surged, and combined with the willpower and profound laws of a Great Perfection cultivator, it is enough to kill other Great Perfection cultivators even through the material defenses of a main artifact.

"Great, the blackwood cane is mine now." Jag's confidence soared.

Just then, a divine sense swept over.

"Everyone, what do you think of my previous proposal?" Alibert's voice echoed in Jag's mind.

He wasn't speaking to Jugg alone, but rather to all the Great Perfections in the Nolan material plane.

The previous proposal?

Jag recalled what Alibert had said to the Great Perfection a few days ago: "Now that the black flames' energy has been almost exhausted, I think it's time to drive away those leaders and the Seven Star Demons."

Jag has been in the Nolan material plane for five hundred years. When he first arrived, Clementine estimated that it would take about a thousand years to exhaust the energy of the black flames.

However, Clementine had estimated the number based on nine Great Perfection experts. After Jag and Alibert arrived, the number of Great Perfection experts increased by two. In addition, with the arrival of many commanders and Seven Star Demons, the progress was much faster than originally expected.

While a single commander and a Seven Star Demon cannot consume the energy within the black flames, the sheer number of them makes a difference. Over hundreds of years, this number accumulates to a considerable sum.

Based on the current energy of the black flames, even if only eleven Great Perfection cultivators remain, it would take several decades to completely deplete them.

That is why Alibert shared his thoughts with the other Great Perfections a few days ago.

He wanted to drive away the Commander and the Seven Star Demons, leaving only the Great Perfection.

He was worried that after the black flames dissipated, a chaotic battle would break out, and a leader or one of the Seven Star Demons might take advantage of the chaos to obtain the black wooden staff.

After all, there are too many rulers and seven-star demons in the Nolan material plane now, and anything can happen in a battle.

If the Blackwood Staff were to fall into the hands of a commander possessing a material defense artifact, and he were to tear through space and enter the spatial turbulence, these Great Perfection cultivators would be dumbfounded. They wouldn't dare to chase after him.

As long as you have the blackwood staff, even if you enter a spatial turbulence, the main god will come to your rescue.

"Just in case, it's best to get rid of everyone else beforehand," Alibert said.

"I agree," was the first response from Parhouse, the master of the Water System.

"Agreed," Jaeger said.

On this matter, he shared the same idea as Alibert: he was determined to get the blackwood cane, and the more people involved, the more variables there would be.

Although the Great Perfection Realm is known as invincible among gods, it can still pose a threat if the number of its leaders and the Seven Star Demons reaches a certain level.

Places like the Dimensional Battlefield, where you can achieve a ten-game winning streak, even a Grand Perfection cultivator has a 50% chance of dying.

"agree."

"agree."

The members of the Great Perfection Society all expressed their support for this approach.

Alibert was quite satisfied. If he were alone, facing hundreds of powerful leaders and tens of thousands of seven-star demons would still be stressful. Even though most of the seven-star demons did not have the power of a main god, their combined soul and physical attacks would still pose a significant threat.

However, it was much easier when eleven Great Perfection cultivators attacked together.

"In that case, let's take action now."

Alibert said immediately.

"Walk."

Eleven Great Perfection experts flew out from their respective castles and hovered in mid-air.

Below, many powerful leaders and seven-star demons were either resting or attacking the black flames.

Alibert glanced at the crowd below and said coldly, "You, all of you, leave this plane now."

The voice, cold yet clear, reached the ears of every commander and the Seven Star Demon.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, wondering if they had misheard.

"Lord Alibert?" a powerful commander asked tentatively.

Alibert said, "I'll say it again, all of you get out of this plane now."

"Whoosh!"

Immediately, all the commanders and the Seven Star Demons were in an uproar.

They have toiled for hundreds of years in order to compete for the opportunity to become the chief god.

Although many people know that the gap between themselves and a Great Perfection Upper God is huge, they still want to try this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even if the hope is slim.

After hundreds of years of hard work, just when the energy of the black flames was about to be exhausted, Alibert let them go. Who would be willing to accept that?

"Lord Alibert, we have not slackened our efforts over the past few centuries," a burly commander in black armor said in a deep voice, his voice barely concealing his dissatisfaction.

"I know, but you still have to leave," Alibert said calmly.

"I refuse to accept this! Why should we leave?" the burly man in black armor roared, no longer caring that Alibert was a Great Perfection cultivator.

"That's right, we're not leaving!"

"Yes, we're not leaving!"

Many Seven Star Demons also joined in the shouting.

"snort!"

Alibert snorted coldly, and a phantom black light shot out from his body, spreading out like a wave, instantly reaching the black-armored commander and the shouting Seven Star Demon.

"Pfft" "Pfft"

With a muffled thud, the black-armored commander and dozens of seven-star demons, struck by the black light, all collapsed to the ground, their eyes glazed over and their souls dissipated.

The entire room immediately fell silent.

The overwhelming power of the Great Perfection Realm was thus laid bare before everyone.

"Haha..." A powerful commander from the Dark God Plane laughed loudly, his laughter filled with helplessness and resentment.

His name is Anland, and he is one of the top five super strong beings in the Dark God Plane. He possesses a material defense artifact and a soul defense artifact. He came to compete for the Blackwood Staff with great ambition, wanting to become a god and ascend to the top in one step.

But now, facing the Great Perfection Realm, he realized his own powerlessness. Even with two defensive artifacts, the Great Perfection Realm could not kill him, but could easily banish him into the spatial turbulence.

Without saying a word, he flew directly towards the dimensional teleportation array, clearly having given up the fight.

"Ugh."

Many commanders sighed, faced reality, and left one after another.

If it were just Alibert alone, their hundreds of leaders could use the power of the main god to surround and kill him, at a great cost and with many casualties, and perhaps then they could kill Alibert.

But now there are eleven Great Perfection cultivators. So many Great Perfection cultivators rushing into the ranks of the commanders is nothing short of a massacre. The commanders have no chance at all.

Despite their anger and resentment, the figures flew towards the western horizon, withdrawing from the contest.

This is the rule of the highest plane, the divine plane: the strong are respected, the weak are preyed upon by the strong, and the strong will always be strong.

These powerful leaders and Seven-Star Demons are usually high and mighty. They are scattered throughout various planes and few can rival them. No one dares to disobey them. Countless gods can only bow their heads in front of them.

Just as they are now facing the Great Perfection, they can only bow their heads.

Before long, only eleven Great Perfection beings remained on the scene, and even the high-ranking gods of the main god's army had left.

"Everyone, these black flames only have a little energy left. Let's all attack together. Once these black flames disappear, we can fight for them based on our own abilities," Clementine said.

"it is good."

The Great Perfectionists had no objections.

Various substances bombarded the black flames.

The black flames flickered, their range constantly shrinking, enveloping the Supreme Divine Mirror and the Blackwood Staff, which remained motionless.

When Jag arrived in the Nolan Material Plane, black flames enveloped the entire Emerald Forest.

Now the black flames are only two hundred meters in size, and the area that was originally burned is now just a huge crater, with no bottom in sight, like an abyss.

Not only the forests, but the earth itself has been burned to nothingness by the black flames.

Juggernaut and the other Great Perfection cultivators launched a full-scale attack, creating a tremendous roar that resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

Thirty years later.

Outside the Nolan Material Plane, amidst the colorful spatial turbulence, figures emerged one after another—these were numerous main gods.

More than thirty main gods arrived outside the Nolan material plane. At the front were four rule masters, followed by seven law masters, and then the other main gods.

The gods all gazed upon the Supreme Divine Mirror and the black wooden staff.

At this moment, Olmashi's remaining energy was almost depleted, and the black flames were like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to dissipate completely at any moment.

The rulers learned of the latest developments from their Grand Perfection subordinates and arrived early to wait outside the Nolan Material Plane.

Most of the other main gods had no interest in the supreme god's token; they were just there to watch the spectacle.

Since this concerns a mission to the Supreme God, it could very well lead to a battle at the level of a ruler, so the Supreme Gods are naturally paying close attention.

"Augusta, you have the best chance this time." Ouf smiled at Augusta.

The other rulers also turned to look. They all knew that Clementine was a chief god messenger under Augusta, and that Jag, Parhouse, and Alibert all wanted the chief godhood. There were four Great Perfection beings in total. Whoever obtained the Blackwood Staff would eventually fall into Augusta's hands.

Of all the rulers, Augusta has the greatest hope.

Augusta snorted coldly: "I killed Olmahi, so the Blackwood Staff should have been mine all along."

Hurley glanced at Augusta, sneering inwardly, "Does Augusta think the Blackwood Staff is already his for the taking? Hmph, even if Clementine's four Great Perfection cultivators succeed in obtaining the Blackwood Staff, Augusta might not be able to keep it!"

Hurley didn't take Augusta seriously. None of the seven Law Rulers had reached the Great Perfection stage, nor did they possess any Supreme Artifacts. Only Hurley had refined an additional Godhead and gained more power of will, making him stronger than the other Law Rulers.

Hurley's current goal is to become one of the four Rule Masters.

"If I want to rival the four Rulers, I must obtain the Supreme Artifact!"

He was determined to win this mission to the Supreme God. Nini Sha, a master of lightning, was his chief god's messenger, but he knew he was at a disadvantage in this competition for the Nolan material plane, so he didn't have high hopes. His real plan was to rely on himself.

"With my current strength, even if Augusta gets the Blackwood Staff, I can still take it from him!" Hurley's eyes flashed with a cold light.

(End of this chapter)