Yuchi Hawk, who was already thinking of leaving, frowned as he glanced at Ian Song. Elder Bailey had specifically instructed him to make sure Ian died during this mission, but now—one Lower Heavenly God was dead, another missing, and even a Mid Heavenly God had died. Yet this Upper-Rank God, Ian, was completely unharmed.
"If I let this guy go back alive, I won’t be able to answer to Elder Bailey!"
Thinking this, Yuchi Hawk’s gaze toward Ian Song grew murderous. He then told the others, “You all go ahead. I have a few words for him.”
“Sigh...”
Ian Song let out a soft sigh. He hadn’t wanted to kill Yuchi Hawk, but since the other party was set on killing him, he couldn’t be blamed. So, he once again activated his Infinite Reincarnation divine ability.
In an instant, Yuchi Hawk’s expression also turned vacant and dull.
“Not good! Lord Yuchi is in trouble!”
Ian Song shouted. The Heavenly Gods who were about to leave all turned around, and saw that Yuchi Hawk’s expression had indeed gone blank, while his soul-fire was rapidly weakening.
For a moment, a chill ran through the hearts of the remaining Heavenly Gods, making their skin crawl.
"Hurry, let’s go! This place is ominous—we can’t stay any longer!"
"Go!"
In an instant, all the Heavenly Gods took to the air, flying toward the entrance.
"Wait for me, sirs! I can't fly!"
Ian Song shouted after the group of Heavenly Gods, but they were already terrified out of their wits and paid him no mind.
"Don’t leave me behind, sirs!"
Ian Song cried out in mock fear.
But the Heavenly Gods only flew faster. In just a few breaths, they disappeared into the sky.
"Heh heh."
Ian Song chuckled.
Soon, Yuchi Hawk’s soul-fire was completely extinguished. Ian took his storage God-ring, then headed for another god-temple.
Three days later.
Ian Song walked out of the teleportation platform in Brighthelm Holy City and went to the God-Demon Corps Headquarters to submit his mission.
His task was only to investigate the Godfall World. Although he hadn’t found anything useful, the footage he recorded with the recording stone was enough to complete the mission.
So, after smoothly handing in the mission, he returned to Yushan Prefecture via the teleportation platform.
Then he went straight to Galen Mu’s residence.
"Hey, Ian Song, you’re back!"
Galen Mu feigned surprise as he spoke.
"Bang!"
A blur passed by, and Galen Mu was sent flying by Ian Song.
"Ian Song, what are you doing?"
Galen Mu got up, a bit annoyed, and shouted.
"Bang!"
Galen Mu was sent flying again. As he got up from the floor, he was a bit more shocked. The first time could be called carelessness, but the second time, even though he was on guard, he was still sent flying—this meant Ian Song’s strength had surpassed his own.
He was a late-stage Lower Heavenly God.
Yet the other was only a late-stage Upper-Rank God.
"Ian Song, let’s talk this out! No need to hurt our relationship!"
Despite being sent flying twice, Galen Mu didn’t get angry—instead, he put on a smile.
"Galen Mu, this is just a small lesson. If you dare do it again, I’ll kill you!"
Ian Song gave him a cold look, then turned and left.
This old guy was really something. He clearly knew Brennan Cliff wanted to scheme against Ian, but didn’t leak a single word.
"Bastard!"
Once Ian Song had completely disappeared, Brennan Cliff cursed viciously: "That brat is far too arrogant—he doesn’t respect me as division commander at all! One day…!"
He didn’t dare finish the sentence, because Ian Song’s strength was already on par with his own. And Ian had powerful backers: Rhea Redmoon, Galen Silverwing, and even Frank Shaw favored him.
He couldn’t afford to provoke him!
After returning to Yushan Prefecture, Ian Song didn’t rush to take on more missions. Instead, he began revising the god-tier technique he’d acquired in the Godfall World.
Once he finished revising the technique…
Deep within the Primordial Forbidden Zone, a slumbering existence underground suddenly roared in anger: "That damned brat actually destroyed the technique!"
Indeed, the technique he’d gifted Ian Song had been tampered with.
If Ian Song cultivated any technique he gave, he could sense it. If Ian reached the Heavenly God realm, he could even split off a wisp of divine soul and possess him.
That brat was just too mysterious—he could even refine the devouring divine mist he created.
To seize his secrets, possession was the best option.
Ten days passed in a flash.
It took just three days to switch techniques; for the remaining seven, Ian Song practiced the divine abilities and martial skills from the unnamed technique. He’d barely mastered them, but it would take much more time to unlock their full power.
When the time was about right, he went to the Flying God Platform again, but left disappointed.
"Ian Song!"
While strolling down the main street in Yushan Prefecture, Ian Song ran into Jade Shaw.
"Miss Jade!"
Ian Song smiled in response.
Jade Shaw beamed: "Tomorrow is my three-hundredth birthday. My parents are throwing me a party—come join us!"
"Sure!"
Ian Song nodded and agreed, a bit awed: Jade Shaw had reached Upper-Rank God at just three hundred years old. In terms of age, even he, with his System, couldn’t compare.
She was simply born lucky—a god from birth.
After parting ways with Jade Shaw, Ian Song visited Ancestor Cyrus and Ancestor Martin, gifting them soul power he’d acquired. After this period of cultivation, both had improved rapidly and were close to breaking through to mid-stage Mid-Rank God.
The next day.
Ian Song headed to the Shaw estate with Nathan Southwind, Ethan Eastcloud, and Noah Northsky.
The Shaw Clan was an old God-King family, but it had declined—Frank Shaw was their only Upper Heavenly God. Besides him, the clan had fewer than ten Mid and Lower Heavenly Gods combined.
At that moment, in the Shaw estate, Frank Shaw was chatting with a middle-aged man. Behind him stood a strikingly handsome Lower Heavenly God, whose gaze toward Jade Shaw was filled with admiration.