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Joelson understood and was somewhat delighted. He used his own power of law to try to construct a domain.
Water, fire, electricity, metal…
The power of law that Joelson had mastered was many times more difficult than ordinary domain construction.
Joelson kept trying, trying to find the most stable domain structure.
He tried again and again but he was not satisfied.
After countless attempts, a perfect domain structure suddenly flashed through his mind.
He was both happy and confused. He looked at it a few times and felt that it was indescribably familiar.
Hm?
Isn’t this the ranch space?
In an instant, his consciousness extended into the distant future.
He saw himself standing in the void like a god. With a wave of his hand, he brought powerful enemies into his domain.
Within the domain, lightning and flames interweaved, light and darkness split apart, and countless god-level dragons covered the sky. Any enemy would be annihilated under such great power.
Joelson saw his own path clearly.
Dragon god ranching space!
With the ranching space as a reference, Joelson’s efficiency in constructing the domain increased by god knows how much.
It was like playing a puzzle.
The framework was in his mind. All he needed to do was to fill in their respective positions with the power of laws he had.
If others knew, they would probably die of jealousy.
Ordinary saint-level experts who had comprehended domains didn’t know what to do.
Countless experts who had been stuck at the peak of the saint-level died because they didn’t know how to take the first step.
Some extremely talented people had spent a long time trying to complete this step.
However, the vast majority of people were unable to do so. Perhaps, they had been in the wrong direction from the very beginning.
In the entire central continent, there were only five people who had reached the god realm.
Even Archibald, who was already dead, had not stepped into this step with the guidance of the Flame Throne.
Only Holy Zither, which possessed the memories of the archangel’s reincarnation, had been able to construct the embryonic form of the domain early on.
As for Joelson, it was equivalent to someone drawing the most perfect blueprint for him.
As long as he took one step at a time, sooner or later, he would be able to possess a super domain that was even more magnificent than the palace.
Dragon God Palace.
He was the monarch of the palace.
Joelson’s starting point was much higher than that of countless people.
Similarly, he needed a lot more power of laws.
The power of laws that Joelson possessed was quickly depleted but he was still far from completing the embryonic form of the domain.
Now he finally understood why the limit of his power of law was so much higher than the average person’s.
When he bound the ranch space, his path had already been planned.
His limit of law was the number of laws of various elements that the Dragon God Ranch needed.
Fortunately, at this time, the divine personality provided him with a large amount of power of law.
Metal and electric laws.
This was the divine spark of the God of Alchemy, Priestley.
In the process of receiving the inheritance of the divine spark, Joelson saw the life of the divine spark’s owner.
An ordinary youth was born in one of the four higher planes, the plane of fate.
Joelson saw a vast world. Ordinary people were born with the power of the sixth rank or above and some super geniuses were even born at the saint rank.
The divine realm was the starting point and only gods were qualified to walk the continent.
Gods could be called experts, and high gods were top-notch experts.
It was said that above high gods, there were even sovereigns who looked down on all living things.
Priestley’s talent wasn’t bad and, by coincidence, he became the disciple of a metal-type lesser god.
Later, the lesser god died and Priestley inherited all of his mantles.
Later, he accidentally discovered the hidden talent of electricity in his body and thus entered the door of another divinity.
A few thousand years later, he became a god.
That day, thunder filled the sky, and metal gathered into a mountain range.
Priestley knew his path.
The path of alchemy.
Through the collision of metal and lightning, he obtained the power to awaken the consciousness of the metal puppet.
His teacher was gratified to say that he might have a chance to see one of the supreme laws, the law of life.
Priestley later traveled around as the God of Alchemy, becoming quite famous.
If nothing unexpected happened, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years later, he would be able to smoothly become a god, comprehend the law of life, and become a god even more powerful than his teacher.
But at this time, the death plane invaded, and the two supreme planes collided.
Priestley had joined the battle and, in one battle, he had been ambushed by the undead god, Angus Dubin.
Priestley, who was at the peak of the demigod rank, had made a temporary breakthrough. In the end, he had no choice but to perish together with Angus Dubin and his divine kingdom had been corroded by the aura of death.
This was what Joelson had seen earlier. The small worlds in the lost Divine Kingdom were filled with a thick aura of death.
The skeleton that was chasing after Joelson and Holy Zither was Priestley’s skeleton. The newly born consciousness in the skeleton was the combination of the remnant thoughts of the two of them.
After the skeleton obtained the undead-type divine spark, Angus Dubin’s remnant thoughts gained the upper hand.
The power in the alchemy divine spark was absorbed by Joelson.
The power of the metal and electric-type laws grew rapidly. The embryonic form of the domain was also displayed quickly.
Because the power of the metal and electric laws were the most powerful, the embryonic form of the domain was filled with an explosive and sharp feeling.
Joelson discovered that his metal and electric laws had reached more than 1,500.
He felt somewhat satisfied.
“Accept my power and inherit my will!”
A vast voice echoed in Joelson’s mind, filled with majesty and firmness.
It was Priestley’s will. He was attempting to control Joelson, becoming an existence similar to a skeleton.
Priestley’s will continued to evolve into the power of the path of alchemy in front of Joelson.
He saw an army of metallic puppets filling the sky. They were countless times more powerful than what he had seen outside.
Every single puppet had the power of a divine domain, a commander, or even a demigod.
Even though Joelson wanted to refuse, the domain he had just constructed seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
The metal and electric laws he had obtained from the divine spark began to break free from his control.
Priestley forcibly placed two paths in front of Joelson.
Either he accepted his legacy and embarked on what Priestley believed to be the most powerful path, the path of alchemy!
Or he could refuse and give up his divine spark. Everything that had happened just now had turned into an illusion.
Joelson paced back and forth between the two paths.
Priestley’s consciousness became more and more urgent. Countless voices echoed and roared in his mind.
“Accept my power and inherit my will!”
Joelson’s consciousness was blurry. It was as if he could vaguely see a bolt of lightning falling from the sky. Wherever it passed, life was cut off.
A platinum light blossomed from Joelson’s eyes, and his gaze became firm.
He chose the third path!
The metal and electricity laws that were out of his control returned to their original positions and the embryonic form of his domain stabilized once more.
Priestley’s will was extremely furious but it was destroyed by a platinum light and vanished into nothingness.
Joelson spoke as if he was talking to the God of Alchemy but also as if he was talking to himself.
“Metal and lightning, apart from giving birth to life, also represents destruction!”
A trace of unspeakable and terrifying power spread out from Joelson’s body.
The seed of the Law of Destruction.
In the end, Joelson chose a path that was opposite to Priestley.
Platinum power, the Law of Destruction!
This was the power he wanted to grasp!