Holy Zither had advanced to the divine domain?
Joelson was slightly surprised but he quickly felt that it was very normal.
With the talent of Holy Zither's archangel reincarnation, it was still a bit slow for her to advance to the divine domain.
However, she had just advanced and she had left. This was somewhat out of Joelson's expectations.
"Let's go."
Joelson stood up, breaking through space and leaving with Archer.
At the edge of the Saint Realm, a huge crack appeared in the sky and endless golden holy light fell from it.
White feathers. Sweet holy music.
The Holy Zither stood in the sea of golden holy light, the six wings of light behind her completely unfurled.
She sensed Joelson's arrival, turned her head to look at him deeply and flew towards the crack in the sky.
A cold voice sounded in his ear.
"Joelson Edward, the next time we meet, you will die under my holy sword."
Joelson felt a thread of fate connecting him to the Holy Zither quiver slightly.
Something similar to an oath had been made, and the Holy Zither indeed had the intention to kill him.
Archangel.
Joelson's expression changed and his eyes were filled with killing intent. The annihilation spear appeared in his hand, and he stabbed at the back of the Holy Zither.
Unfortunately, he was a step too late. The sound of the Holy Zither had long disappeared into the sky.
Only the black void that was constantly shattering remained.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Joelson's eyes flickered. Since the Holy Zither had left the central continent, it was time for him to leave.
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The runic land.
A ball of golden-red flames screamed as it fled in all directions. However, it was firmly imprisoned by an invisible force.
More than ten giant dragons surrounded it. Like a monarch, countless subjects in the runic land watched this scene with fervent and pious eyes.
Du Lu growled and stepped forward. He opened his huge mouth and swallowed the ball of golden flame.
It was like swallowing the sun.
The violent power spread out and intense flames ignited in the surroundings. The hot aura made the other giant dragons continuously retreat.
Seeing Du Lu's aura continue to rise, their eyes revealed an extremely envious expression.
"Roar!"
Du Lu's aura rose to its peak. With a wild roar, he broke through his shackles.
His body expanded once more and his body temperature seemed to be able to melt space itself. He hovered in the air like an active volcano that could erupt at any moment.
God-domain-level dragon.
Du Lu, on the other hand, was several times larger than the Silver Dragon King. This was the embodiment of his talent and potential.
"Father."
The dragon's roar echoed through the sky like thunder, dispersing the clouds.
Joy appeared in Joelson's eyes as he said softly, "Next, hunt for the steel dragon's food."
"Yes!"
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Du Lu growled.
The steel dragon let out a joyful growl as it quickly dashed out. It had long since set its sights on an extremely high-grade runestone. However, it had never had the strength to collect it.
Now that Joelson and Du Lu were here, the opportunity for it to advance had arrived.
Joelson had stayed in the runic land for nearly three months.
Du Lu, the strongest Steel Dragon, and Lightning had all broken through to god's domain.
The other giant dragons had also received great improvements.
The weakest among them, Platinum, Blue Frost, and Azure Wind, had the strength of at least middle-stage saint rank.
This was an extremely terrifying power.
Of course, it was only limited to the middle continent and the runic lands.
If they went to the higher planes, the situation might not be the same.
Ever since the runic lands had become an experience dungeon for the dragons, the ranch space had become somewhat empty.
The tree branches that had been broken off from the tree of life had been planted in a single field by Joelson.
They had survived, sprouted, and even grew a few green leaves, but they no longer grew.
The Dark Demon Dragon still lay there for a long time. The holy light didn't like the desolation of runic lands. It slept in the space of the pasture every day, and when it woke up, it would find it fun to provoke the magic dragon.
Joelson looked at the pasture space that had been expanded a few times and considered whether or not to bring Leas and the others in.
He was about to leave the central continent and head to the higher planes. Perhaps he wouldn't return for a long time.
And this long period of time might be their entire life for Leas and the others.
In the end, Joelson gave up on this idea.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})He didn't know what he would encounter in the higher planes.
If he left with them, everyone's lives would be on his shoulders. If he unfortunately died, they would also suffer a disaster.
If they were ordinary people, they would at least be able to live peacefully for a thousand years.
This was what Leas and the others needed and what he wanted to see.
...
In the Kingdom of Inmotati, all the women in Joelson's household appeared here.
Apart from Elin who was pregnant, Leas and Dayshannon were also pregnant with his child.
This was something that happened five years ago. Even now, her abdomen was still only slightly bulging.
Joelson guessed that his bloodline was too powerful. Just like the children of the gods in the ancient times, each birth took a long time to nurture.
"Edward, are you ready?"
Archer's figure appeared in front of Joelson. This time, he would leave with Joelson.
The two of them agreed to go to the higher plane of fate.
There was also the Flame Throne. He was not qualified to go to the higher plane. His destination was the main plane of fire.
The Light Throne would not leave. Since the crisis of Angus Dubin had been resolved, the Light Throne still needed to be the spokesperson of the heavenly realm to harvest faith for the God of Light.
Joelson nodded slightly and glanced at the women present.
Leas, Dayshannon, Darlene, Teresa, and Funina all had tears in their eyes. They were reluctant to part.
Joelson calmly retracted his gaze and crushed the magic crystal that Kalami had given him.
In just a few seconds, Kalami walked out of the void and looked at the few of them with a smile.
"Has the show of parting ended?"
Archer and the Flame Throne bowed to Kalami.
"Archer and I have decided to head to the higher plane of Fate."
Karami nodded and said with a smile, "A wise choice."
In the next moment, he stretched out his hand and tore open the void, and a yellowish sheepskin scroll appeared in his hand.
He opened it, and the entire sky was instantly enveloped in a strange radiance.
A bright yet unknown passage was opened.
Kalami stepped onto the passage and waved at the few of them. "Let's go. What are we waiting for?"
Archer and the Flame Throne were the first to walk up.
Joelson followed, and before he walked, he turned his head to look.
He saw many tear-stained faces, as well as Franklin, who had a complicated expression in the distance, and Oswede, who had experienced many vicissitudes of life.
He had been to the central continent, conquered it, and saved it.
Joelson retracted his gaze and took a deep breath. His gaze looked into the unknown distance through the passage of light.
Fate had arrived in the higher planes.
This time, he did not know if he could control his own fate.
But he was still determined.
Joelson walked in.
The passage in the sky slowly closed and his figure disappeared into the light.
In the end, everything returned to peace.
From then on.
The final piece of the middle continent's platinum epic poem sang, "The great wheel of time slowly moves forward, and the Platinum Throne, Joelson Edward, after leaving behind countless glorious legends in the middle continent, moves to a higher plane, waiting to open a new chapter of legends."
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