"As long as I can obtain this body of yours, I might be able to surpass the shackles of a sovereign this time!"
The God of Slaughter laughed maniacally, his handsome face contorting.
As he spoke, the God of Slaughter's figure gradually became blurry.
Finally, it turned into a ball of blood-red light, charging straight towards Joelson.
Joelson frowned and raised his long sword to wave out a white-gold light.
However, it was useless.
The white-gold light passed through the blood-red light, but the blood-red light was not affected at all. It directly rushed into Joelson's mind.
"Spiritual power is not something this power can resist."
The God of Slaughter's voice suddenly sounded in Joelson's mind.
"Only spiritual energy can fight against spiritual energy."
The God of Slaughter said slowly, a hint of joy and pride in his voice.
As he saw it, Joelson's physical body already belonged to him.
After waiting for so many years, he could finally be revived!
He could finally once more contend for hegemony in the endless planes!
And this physical body was extremely powerful!
It was much more powerful than when he had been at the peak of the demigod level. Even when he had become a god, his physical body hadn't been this powerful!
As long as he had this powerful physical body, perhaps this time, he would be able to break through the shackles of a sovereign!
He would be able to spy on the power of an even higher level!
When he thought of this, the God of Slaughter couldn't help but feel delighted.
A realm above the sovereign level!
He had spent his entire life trying to break through, but he hadn't succeeded.
This time, he finally had a chance!
Even he himself had forgotten when he had been so happy the last time.
The God of Slaughter stared at the spiritual tree. As long as he could occupy the spiritual tree, he would be able to obliterate Joelson's will and completely occupy this physical body.
"Eh?"
"What's going on?"
The God of Slaughter cried out in surprise, his eyes wide. His gaze was filled with disbelief.
"This..."
"How is this possible?"
"How can your spiritual tree have so many branches?"
The God of Slaughter shouted in disbelief.
Even though he was a sovereign, he had lived for millions of years, traveled through countless planes, and witnessed countless miraculous things.
He had never seen such a spirit tree before.
The God of Slaughter looked at the spirit tree of Joelson with a shocked gaze.
He counted carefully, afraid that he had counted wrongly, and even counted several times.
He only saw that there were sixteen branches on the tree of Joelson's spirit!
And on each branch hung a divine spark.
Sixteen divine sparks at the demigod level!
Seeing this scene, the God of Slaughter's breathing became somewhat hurried.
He had already forgotten how many years it had been since he had been so excited.
But he knew that ever since he was born, his emotions had never fluctuated as violently as they did today.
Sixteen divine sparks meant that Joelson had at least sixteen different types of innate talent and that they had all reached the demigod level, and had already grasped the power of the arcane!
In his long life, he had already witnessed countless super-geniuses.
But he had only seen a dozen or so geniuses who were comparable to himself.
Basically, they were all sovereign gods of the same level as him, as well as a few super-geniuses of the Supreme Academy.
And today, what did he see?
He simultaneously cultivated sixteen types of laws, and all of them had reached the demigod level!
What sort of extraordinary talent was this?
Not to mention those supreme geniuses he had seen before.
Even he himself was far from being able to compare!
A total of sixteen divine sparks!
As a sovereign, he had only cultivated five types of laws!
And among these sixteen divine sparks, he saw three completely different divine sparks.
With his experience, he naturally would recognize these three divine sparks.
They were fate, destruction, and life!
Divine sparks condensed from three supreme laws!
Supreme laws were inherently more difficult to cultivate than other laws, but Joelson was able to cultivate thirteen laws at the same time.
Cultivating three supreme laws at the same time!
What kind of talent was this?
Even he found it hard to imagine!
The God of Slaughter's gaze towards the spirit tree became dull, and his gaze was filled with shock.
It was already extremely shocking for Joelson to cultivate sixteen laws at the same time.
But what shocked him the most wasn't these sixteen divine sparks.
What shocked him the most was the peculiar spirit tree!
There were sixteen branches on the trunk of the spirit tree.
Cultivating sixteen laws could be explained by one's extraordinary talent.
However, he could not understand why sixteen branches grew on the spirit tree.
Many people said that they had seen it with their own eyes. In their millions of years of life, he had never even heard of such a thing.
Except for Joelson, everyone's spirit tree only had one trunk. Even if he cultivated five laws and condensed five divine sparks, they were all tied to one trunk.
The God of Slaughter showed a thoughtful expression.
Perhaps the fact that Joelson could cultivate sixteen laws at the same time had a lot to do with his strange spirit tree.
Thinking of this, the God of Slaughter was delighted.
He had originally planned to use his own spirit tree to replace Joelson's after he had destroyed his will.
But now, he had changed his mind.
He decided to directly use Joelson's spirit tree.
Although it would weaken his strength, it would allow him to have greater potential!
If before, he had only thought that he had a chance to break through the shackles of the sovereign.
But now, he was certain that as long as he could occupy Joelson's body and spirit tree...
He would definitely be able to break through to the realm of a sovereign!
"Joelson, die in peace. I will help you step by step to the peak!"
The God of Slaughter laughed maniacally as he spoke.
As he spoke, the God of Slaughter charged towards the spirit tree, attempting to enter it and destroy Joelson's will.
Right at this moment.
Joelson's voice rang out.
"Is that so?"
Joelson's cold voice echoed in the God of Slaughter's ears.
This was Joelson's spiritual world, so it was naturally under Joelson's control.
"You think you can fight me?"
The God of Slaughter sneered, as if he found Joelsde's question very funny.
"Let me show you the power of a sovereign god!"
With that, the God of Slaughter charged at the spiritual tree and crashed into it.
"Ah—!"
The God of Slaughter's screams echoed in the spiritual world.
He looked at Joelson's spiritual tree, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He failed?
He actually couldn't seize Joelson's control over the spiritual tree?
He wasn't even able to enter the spirit tree?
How could this be possible?
He was a sovereign!
Even after millions of years, his soul and spiritual energy had weakened greatly.
But it was impossible for a demigod to compare to him!