Chapter 397: Clyde's Death, Beirut's Call
Becoming a god is not a very difficult thing for Zhang Tian. After all, he once reached the peak in another universe, integrated the Heavenly Heart Seal, and almost integrated all the ways and methods of all the great emperors and ancient emperors. His realm is extremely high.

The difficulty lies in how to translate the laws of another universe and turn them into universal rules of this universe.

Just find the connection.

A breakthrough in cultivation is still extremely easy!

So when facing the coming of the laws of heaven and earth and their vast and invincible power, Zhang Tian's face remained calm, and he easily split his soul into two. He didn't even need to use the rules of heaven and earth to intervene. It would be too painful to tear it apart.

So in an instant.

The vast ocean of divine power constructed a divine clone of Zhang Tian between heaven and earth. The feeling of telepathy made Zhang Tian marvel at it.

This method of creating a divine clone seems to have some similarities with his method of beheading the corpses of good and evil, but the gap is still huge, because the combat power and perception of the divine clone are independent, while the corpses of good and evil can be superimposed or even doubled.

The divine incarnation can only comprehend a single law independently, and it is extremely difficult to comprehend other laws. However, the good and evil incarnations can comprehend together and share inspiration.

However, the divine clone has an advantage that the good and evil clones cannot match, and that is that it can connect to the ocean of divine power, from which it can continuously draw endless amounts of divine power. It can be said that it is a true energy source that is inexhaustible. The strength of the strong always depends on their perception of the laws and the degree of their integration of the mysteries.

And there is another advantage.

Then a god can have many avatars, up to twelve avatars, which means twelve lives. However, almost no one has ever done such a thing. After all, not everyone has a talent for all kinds of magic. Moreover, the more avatars a god has, the more difficult it will be to realize godhood, and the improvement of strength will be extremely slow. No one would be bored enough to do such a thing.

Zhang Tian didn't plan to do it either.

After all, he knew in his heart that if he wanted to become the strongest person in this world, he had to go through the path of earth, water, fire and wind, simply because this universe was incomplete and this was the only way.

Soul mutation is difficult.

So Zhang Tian thought of other ways. He first gathered four divine clones for himself and integrated the blood of the four sacred beasts to see if he could develop a combination of innate skills. As for the path to transcendence afterwards, he could only figure it out when he became invincible. It was ridiculous to think about it now.

"I didn't expect that the blood essence of the Azure Dragon Lord God would be so powerful. Once the bloodline is nurtured, it will directly make me a water god..."

"This is a natural beast!"

Zhang Tian felt his true innate magical power, not the blue dragon phantom he displayed in Beirut last time, which was simulated by himself using the Heaven-Devouring Magic Art.

"Qinglong's talent is Dragon Roar, which is like a bug in the universe. It affects the power of time in the dark. It can slow down the opponent's time flow and speed up its own..."

“This feels like the ability that only the Celestial Lords in the Universe Star Transformation that Linley will create in the future will possess.”

time.

space.

"Such a powerful innate magical power cannot be wasted. I have to think about it carefully. Anyway, my soul is naturally strong, and I can practice the front word secret. It's like cheating. I'm no worse than those soul mutants."

“When the time comes, if I use this innate magical power, combined with the devouring power of the disguised Heaven Devouring Demonic Art, it will definitely be my ultimate killer weapon!!”

However, it is difficult to integrate the two.

It can't be completed in one or two years. Zhang Tian did not continue to retreat, but stretched himself and planned to rest for a while. Desley was already guarding the door, respectfully waiting for him to come out. After all, the fluctuation of becoming a god is the rule of heaven and earth, and there is no good way to hide it.

Desley reported on the recent work of the Holy See of Light, which had expanded its territory more than ten times. Almost all of the statues of the God of Light had been destroyed and replaced with statues of Zhang Tian. Every day, crazy believers chanted scriptures and prayed, providing the power of faith.

Apart from the expansion of territory, the rest are some things that the other party finds difficult to decide.

"All the major god-level masters have sent their disciples to guard Fenlai City. They want to wait for Your Highness to become a god, and then go to those temples to tell them about it."

Communication between god-level powerful beings.

Desley thought it was a big deal, especially since those god-level masters had broken through many years ago, and their strength and prestige should be very high. Unexpectedly, Zhang Tian chuckled, "Let me go meet them? You're really brave!"

Just a few lower-level gods, one of whom is refining the divine nature, what qualifications do they have to put on the face of a senior in front of him?
Even if all of them come together.

The winning rate between him and Zhang Tian is only 1:9. Within one minute, he can die nine times at the hands of Zhang Tian!
Although Zhang Tian's understanding of the mysteries of the laws was not deep, and he had just stepped into the standard of becoming a water god, what was strong was his physical body, and he was also proficient in various physical combat methods and secret arts. In his previous life, he conquered the world with his fists, and it was indeed a bit of a disadvantage to measure his combat power by the laws in this life.

Deslie was greatly shocked. He had no idea about the difference in levels between the gods. He just felt that Zhang Tian was extremely confident.

Zhang Tian did not blame him and continued to listen to the other party reporting other things, most of which were trivial matters, such as which country's king wanted to come to pay homage, which territory wanted to offer tribute, and where a magic crystal mine appeared. None of them were worth mentioning.

But there are a few.

Still very interesting.

“His Highness Linley judged the King of Fenlai, Clyde, who was known as the Golden Lion, in front of everyone. The other party was a ninth-level warrior, and His Highness Linley was somewhat defeated. In the end, I took action and killed him…”

“I just don’t know what kind of hatred there is between the two. His Highness Linley has not told me.”

Desley was also confused. After all, the two of them had such a huge difference in status that it was impossible for them to have any intersection, let alone any hatred. Yet, they became mortal enemies.

The key is.

That Clyde had made great contributions to the Church of Light and was considered a subordinate of the Church of Light, but he was beheaded in public. He killed a meritorious official...

But soon Desli was extremely lucky, because Zhang Tian said dimly, "You did a good job. My mother was kidnapped by this guy and his men when she came to the Church of Light to worship when I was one month old. She was sacrificed to the so-called evil god of light, and her life or death is still unknown."

Desley:!

The hatred for his parents is truly irreconcilable. If it weren't for Lord Beirut, he might have been hunted down by this god-like powerful being in front of him in the future, and then... As he thought about it, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Find a reason to kill the previous Pope of Light, Heitings, and say that it was the Dark Church who did it."

Zhang Tian gave the instructions very calmly, then looked up into the distance, because a person's voice sounded in his mind.

Beirut: "Warton, bring Linley to see me in the Dark Forest!"

(End of this chapter)