Chapter 706: 698 Chapter 706: 698 Irvicester left, along with his fiancée Feiye Ti, and the Lady Blazing Sky who got along very well with Muria, left. The two Cloud Cities broke through the world barrier and returned to the Boundless Heavenly Realm.

Only Michaela’s Cloud City was left hanging high above Xena Pus in loneliness. However, this lonely scene did not last long. The twelve Cloud Cities that the Raphael Line of the Blazing Sky God Race promised as compensation arrived.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the twelve standard Cloud Cities descended during the night. They broke through the world barrier from outside the void and arrived over Xena Pus. As the Cloud Cities descended, they left twelve long trail of comets behind, which was truly spectacular, and the whole Obistro Subcontinent was stirred.

Any power that has a slight observation ability knows there is an unknown airspace on the west side of the subcontinent, which belongs to a powerful force that has just arrived on the continent.

Of course, the real top powers, such as the churches of good gods, know who rules that airspace. So after Michaela’s twelve Cloud Cities descended, a continuous stream of forces came to pay homage to Muria, but not many could truly reach Xena Pus.

However, Muria completely didn’t have the time to pay attention to all of this, including when Michaela’s twelve Cloud Cities arrived, he didn’t personally go to watch. He simply had no time.

Because he was fusing the medium semi-plane that Irvicester had given him to balance the erosion of the Death Qi in his body.

As a pride of heaven from the Blazing Sky God Race, and the true young generation leader, Irvicester was very generous. When he said it was a medium semi-plane, it was indeed medium, and there was no falsehood. Please note that medium semi-plane is a broad classification.

Semi-planes can be classified by area into micro, small, medium, large, and super large. Micro semi-planes refer to semi-planes with an area less than 10,000 square kilometers, and small semi-planes refer to those with an area of over 10,000 square kilometers but less than 100,000 square kilometers. By extension, the area of a medium semi-plane refers to an area of over 100,000 square kilometers but less than one million square kilometers.

The area of the divine kingdom of ordinary deities barely reaches the standard of a large semi-plane, while the divine kingdoms of powerful divine forces at least start with super-large semi-planes. They are not on the same level as ordinary gods.

The medium semi-plane that Irvicester gave to him has an area close to one million square kilometers, nearly equivalent to the national territory of some small duchies. It can be said to be very extravagant.

In the beginning, Muria only wanted to ask Michaela for a small semi-plane, but what Irvicester gave him completely exceeded Muria’s expectations. To be honest, even if Irvicester just met the requirements and gave him a semi-plane of 100,001 square kilometers, Muria couldn’t say more. After all, the oath he made didn’t really matter.

“I knew there was something wrong with this secret spell.” Muria reluctantly fused the semi-plane of the Heavenly Realm and gritted his teeth because he was in too much pain. He felt like he was a normal person who was soaked in sulfuric acid, and because of his powerful body, the pain he experienced never diminished.

Now, the semi-plane within Muria is divided into three layers. The uppermost layer is naturally the semi-plane from the Heavenly Realm. The middle layer is Muria’s original semi-plane of earth. It is full of vigor, with countless spirit beasts growing naturally. There are no overly powerful predators, it is very harmonious. At the center of this piece of earth, a mage tower stands towering. At the bottom layer of the plane is the land of chaos and silence formed by the cobbling together of ten port spaces plundered from Barbosa’s Ghost Sea.

Due to the fusion of the Heavenly Plane, the death qi overflowing from the land of death at the bottom layer to the primordial earth was wiped out, and the death qi could no longer erode the earth. The plants regained their vitality and grow naturally under the sunlight that contains a bit of divine power.

“I’m really asking for trouble.” Muria opened his eyes with some pain. At this time, his eyes were no longer the radiant golden pupils. One of them was filled with death, a piece of grey and black, and you could faintly see a piece of land covered with skeletal bones fluctuating within it, with infinite vengeful spirits and ghosts howling in it. The other eye is emitting a pure white light, full of a divine sense.

Life and death, sacred and evil, two opposing forces are constantly surging out from within Muria’s body. Then they use Muria’s body as a battlefield to confront each other, making Muria extremely miserable.

Of course, while enduring the pain, Muria noticed there was a benefit. He realized his power was slowly advancing. The strength that originally broke through to the legendary second rank from battle was now rapidly stabilizing. This seemed to be due to the divine and deathly silent forces surging from within him.

The two types of bloodlines in his body, under the confrontation of these two opposing forces, were undergoing a deeper awakening. The potential of his bloodline was being further released and began to suppress these two forces in return, much like a dragon that was sleeping but got awakened by two lions fighting overhead.

After enduring the initial month of painful power enhancement, the awakened bloodline power inside Muria finally managed to forcibly suppress these two different opposing forces.

Having gone through this hardship, Muria finally touched the barrier to the legendary third rank. Amazingly, he had the impulse to break through once again, however, Muria forcefully suppressed it. As an eternal life being, breaking through too quickly was not beneficial. He needed time to refine his power.

Now, he needed to handle some important matters, like protecting himself from the frenzied revenge he might face after having snatched a Great Lich.

Muria did not believe that nothing would happen after he had taken a Great Lich. How could a Great Lich at the legendary peak, possessing the qualifications to become a deity, be so timid? His nest was even emptied out, yet he does not dare to seek revenge? What a joke!

“Mia!” Muria, who just emerged from his secluded cultivation in the Wind King Castle, immediately called his chief steward. “Did anything special happen lately? For instance, did any legendary peak lich attack us? Or were there any ghost ships wandering and probing in our surrounding airspace?”

“Your Majesty, while there have been plenty of humans scouting around Xena Pus, there have genuinely been no ghost ships.” Upon hearing about the ghost ships, the dragon maid showed a strange look on her face. She had no idea what her master had done. All she knew was that the young master had casually thrown out a fleet of nearly ten thousand ghost ships, all different kinds yet fully functional, and ordered the alchemists in Xena Pus to study them when he returned.

Truly, Mia had heard tales of ghost ships when she was young, but she never thought she would encounter so many ghost ships at once, and especially ones showing such distinct signs of artificial carving.

According to Mia, each ghost ship was formed by various twists of fate, making each one unique and rare. However, the ones Muria brought back were obviously mass-produced. Clearly, he went out to loot… inflict justice again, and not just on regular individuals.

“Nothing?” A look of confusion appeared on Muria’s face. It was not possible. He had looted so ruthlessly, had even dug up the foundations, and had gone too far. How could Barbosa have no response?

Right, because he was in such a hurry, Muria knew he had left many traces. If Barbosa truly wanted to find his current location, it was just a matter of time.

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“Plotting revenge against a Titan and two Blazing Angel Wings requires a well-thought-out plan.” Even though he was furious, Barbosa hadn’t lost his reason. He hadn’t foolishly taken his ghost fleet to provoke the descendant of the Titans even though he had basically ascertained his current location.

Barbosa knew that as soon as he made a move, a randomly assorted group would jump out to obstruct him, using the Titan’s prestige to unite and kill him without any hesitation, as a favor to the Titan Tribe.

“Death, do you think I’d let you have your way?” A substantial amount of Nether Fire lit up next to Barbosa. The entire Ghost Sea was churning with his rage, creating surging waves.

“After this disaster, I can no longer serve as the chair of the next Undead Council, even if I wanted to, it would take another two thousand years, how frustrating.” Barbosa felt extremely annoyed, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

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