Rebirth : The Alchemist's Path

Looking at the screaming Nansi on the ground, Amiya and the others' faces changed, and they hurriedly checked him.

Very quickly, Amiya's face also turned gloomy.

"...

"I will annihilate those bastards from the Demon Tribe and Angel Tribe!!!"

With that, a powerful aura erupted from Amiya's body.

The full power of a Nine-Star Deity Emperor was revealed.

The other fallen angels were shocked and dared not speak.

"Lord, we should still find a way to save Lord Nansi. I never expected the people of the Demon Tribe to be so ruthless, using the forbidden technique of the Demon Tribe on Lord Nansi!"

An old man gritted his teeth as he spoke.

Although they, the fallen angels, might not understand other races well, they were very familiar with the Angel Tribe and the Demon Tribe. They knew that the Demon Tribe had a special torture technique. Once affected, the victim would die after forty-nine days. And during these days, the person affected would endure endless pain, wishing for death rather than life.

"Ahhh... Master, please, please save me... I beg you... Ahhhh..."

Nansi, curled up on the ground, looked at Amiya with a pale face, his eyes filled with terror. He had thought that after returning to the Divine Realm, he could start anew. But who could have thought it would turn out like this? He didn't want to die yet. He was still so young and had already become a Deity King.

He was even the heir to the Fallen Temple; he still wanted to become the high and mighty Lord.

Looking at the pitiful Nansi begging for help, Amiya took a deep breath.

If he could save him, he would have acted long ago. Why let Nansi suffer so long?

But although he knew the methods of the Demon Tribe, he had no way to counter them. It was said that this forbidden technique could only be lifted by consuming the fresh blood of the Demon Tribe. But the Divine Realm was vast, and where could they possibly find members of the Demon Tribe?

"Find him a good place."

After a few seconds of silence, Amiya sighed.

He really wanted to save Nansi, after all, he had chosen him as his successor. He had always treated Nansi like his own son.

But now, there was no way out. It was impossible to find someone from the Demon Tribe in a short time.

Moreover, as time passed, it wouldn't be long before Nansi would be reduced to a complete waste due to the effects of the forbidden technique. Even if they found someone from the Demon Tribe later, there would be no point in saving him.

Amiya needed a capable successor, not a cripple.

In his eyes, Nansi no longer had any value.

"Ah? Master, no, please, save me, I don't want to die..."

Hearing Amiya's words, Nansi cried out immediately.

But Amiya didn't even spare him a glance.

The nearby fallen angels, understanding the situation, quickly took Nansi and disappeared from the scene.

"Lord, this..."

The others wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.

Now, they had been tricked, and the worst part was that they couldn't even seek revenge.

"Hmph, we will definitely avenge this. The rules of that world only extend to the level of a high deity. If we go there, it would indeed be suicide. But what if we raise the world's rules?"

Amiya's eyes flashed with a cold light as he spoke.

Upon hearing this, everyone frowned.

"Lord, if we really do this, the cost to the Fallen Temple will be too great."

"Yes, raising the world's rules requires enormous resources and manpower. Our Fallen Temple probably can't bear that cost."

"Lord, please reconsider. At worst, we can have people stationed here and wait for the world's rules to naturally rise. Then we can enter."

Everyone spoke up, but Amiya remained calm.

He could no longer wait. He had to go and exterminate the Angel Tribe and the Demon Tribe.

When he handed over those five trillion divine crystals, he had already made up his mind.

Perhaps Sylvus and the others would go back on their word and kill Nansi outright.

If that were the case, though he would be furious, it would still be within his expectations and something he could accept.

But he never imagined that while Nansi returned, he would still be cursed by the Demon Tribe's forbidden technique.

This forced him to deal with Nansi's demise, and that was something he couldn't tolerate.

Being tricked was one thing, but being forced to end the life of a successor he had cultivated for years – the anger in his heart was beyond measure.

"Rest assured, I will report this to the Divine Lord. When the time comes, the Divine Lord will support us."

Amiya said.

Though angry, Amiya hadn't lost his mind.

Raising the world's rules was something the Fallen Temple could achieve with their strength, but the cost was too great and not worth it.

But if they reported it to the Divine Lord, and since the issue involved both the Angel Tribe and the Demon Tribe, the Divine Lord would definitely offer his support. At that point, while the Fallen Temple would still suffer losses, it wouldn't be unbearable.

Hearing Amiya's words, the others from the Fallen Temple finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, the Lord hadn't lost his mind, otherwise, they wouldn't know what to do.

"You all take turns standing guard here. I'm going to meet the Divine Lord now."

Amiya said.

Everyone nodded, and Amiya soon disappeared from their sight.

On the Eslar Continent.

"Finally, I have enough money. System, purchase the Divine Light Shell."

[System prompt: The host has spent two trillion points and successfully purchased the Divine Light Shell, which has been placed in the system's space. The host may check it.]

Hearing the system's words, Sylvus also took out the Divine Light Shell.

It was a purple crystal about the size of a coconut.

Within the crystal, white streams of light flowed, radiating a power capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

"With this, the next time I need money, I'll just find a Deity Emperor to wipe out."

Sylvus smiled slightly as he put away the Divine Light Shell.

Returning to his room, Sylvus began to cultivate.

The pills available in the small shop were enough to meet his cultivation needs, so naturally, he continued using them to level up.

He was currently only a Five-Star Intermediate Deity, still too weak in the Divine Realm, and needed to quickly increase his strength.

Sylvus began to focus on his cultivation.

Meanwhile, in the Divine Realm, the lords of the Eleven Temples had gathered together.

As for the Lord of the Dark Temple, no one had been chosen yet.

"You all know the situation, right? Do I need to tell you what to do?"

In the grand hall, a cold voice echoed.

"Rest assured, Divine Lord, our country will do everything in its power to assist Lord Amiya."

Everyone bowed together and said.

"Good, that's all. The others can leave and prepare. Amiya, stay."

The Divine Lord's voice echoed again.

Everyone glanced at Amiya.

They were curious about what the Divine Lord wanted from him but didn't dare ask and quickly left.

"Divine Lord, is there something else?"

After everyone left, Amiya bowed and asked.

"..."

"Take this. It can assist you in a crucial moment."

As the Divine Lord finished speaking, a beam of light flew to Amiya.

When Amiya saw what it was, his eyes lit up.