Lin Lei gazed at the dark-red little axe before him.
"Not long ago, this axe was over a hundred meters large, yet now it could shrink to such a size." Lin Lei held this Bloodthirsty Giant Axe in high regard. "Most importantly, that Flame Monarch was only at the peak of the Saint Realm. Yet with this axe in his hands, he could unleash such devastating power."
Lin Lei thought of his Purple Blood Soft Sword.
"It was also a divine artifact, but in my hands, the Purple Blood Soft Sword can only display the power of an ordinary soft sword."
Lin Lei understood that his Purple Blood Soft Sword was likely quite powerful, but his Saint Realm strength was still insufficient to fully unleash the 'Purple Blood Soft Sword's' true potential. Just like the 'Coiling Dragon Ring.' The current Lin Lei had no way to truly utilize the Coiling Dragon Ring.
The more powerful the treasure, the more demanding the conditions for using it.
However… this divine artifact axe could be used even by Saint Realm powerhouses. In the eyes of Saint Realm experts, this axe was all the more valuable.
"Lin Lei, just accept it. Killing this Flame Monarch, your contribution was the greatest." De Sley flew over as well.
Lin Lei thought of Buck in his mind and said, "Then I won't decline." At the same time he took the dark-red little axe and stored it directly into his spatial ring: "I hope Buck can make it out alive. If he really… then I'll give this axe to Gates and the others."
Lin Lei still felt a sense of guilt toward Buck.
"This Flame Monarch is finally dead, but Hayward and the others…" De Sley was feeling heavy-hearted as well. In the distance, Higginson, Olivia, and the other twelve powerhouses flew over. Originally there had been over twenty of them. Now only this many remained.
"Big brother." Higginson was also in great pain.
De Sley and Higginson looked at each other, both eyes filled with anguish. But they understood… the moment they entered this Tomb of the Gods, they had chosen this path. Even in death, they could not blame anyone. In truth, Hayward and the others had lived for several thousand years. Dying now was not really anything.
After all, they had experienced most of what life had to offer.
Olivia looked at Lin Lei, a helpless smile at the corner of his lips: "This Lin Lei — he's saved me once again." Olivia was a very proud person who did not like owing others favors. But Lin Lei had already saved him twice.
"Lin Lei, your attack is truly unique," Rutherford exclaimed in wonder. "That Flame Monarch had the strongest defense I've ever seen, yet your attack seemed to completely bypass it."
Lin Lei did not hide the truth: "This is an attack technique I comprehended. It ignores surface defenses."
"So bizarre, so astonishing," Fain also exclaimed.
The surrounding group of powerhouses were inwardly shaken. Lin Lei, as a Dragon Blood Warrior, already possessed the most exceptional innate talent among humans. Now, Lin Lei's comprehension of the Laws was also so peculiar and terrifying. In both aspects, Lin Lei surpassed everyone else.
With the two combined, the might of his attacks could truly be called the foremost among the Saint Realm of the Yulan Continent!
"The foremost Saint Realm powerhouse of the Yulan Continent — that's you!" De Sley praised, looking at Lin Lei.
"I'm only strong in attack, and decent in defense. In terms of speed, I still can't compare to you and Fain, De Sley." Lin Lei answered honestly. His comprehension of the Wind Element Laws was still far from the limit.
"Oh right, how is Turley doing?" Rosalie, whose complexion had improved considerably, said. "Let's go check on him. Hopefully he's still alive."
"Alright." Fain, De Sley, and the others nodded.
Turley was, after all, the strongest attacker among the five Saint Realm peak powerhouses. If they wished to venture deeper into the Tomb of the Gods, such an essential ally was indispensable. Lin Lei and the others immediately flew toward the spot where Turley's body had fallen.
After a moment…
On the bank of a blazing magma river, Turley — his body stained with blood — sat cross-legged on a rock. Both his arms had been completely shattered, one of his legs was broken, and his chest was drenched in blood.
"Turley." De Sley flew down. "You really are hard to kill."
Turley saw De Sley flying over and a bitter smile appeared on his face: "I nearly met my end, De Sley. Help me out… Your ability to heal injuries is without doubt the strongest in the Saint Realm." De Sley immediately extended his hand and cast a healing spell in an instant.
At De Sley's level, ninth-tier Light magic could be cast instantaneously.
As for Olivia, although he had also comprehended the Laws of Light, he was a warrior, and his healing abilities were far inferior to De Sley's.
Rosalie, Rutherford, and Fain also flew down. Turley looked at the four people before him and asked in surprise, "De Sley, you all seem so relaxed. Don't tell me you killed the Flame Monarch? How did you manage it?"
Turley was inwardly astonished. He had witnessed the Flame Monarch's power firsthand.
"It was Lin Lei who killed him," Rosalie said, pointing toward Lin Lei hovering in the distance.
Turley looked up at Lin Lei in the distance: "Lin Lei?"
"Yes. He fought alone and drove a single sword strike into the Flame Monarch's body, and then the Flame Monarch died." De Sley praised. "In terms of offensive power, among all the Saint Realm powerhouses of the Yulan Continent, Lin Lei ranks first."
Before long, Turley's injuries had completely healed.
"The passage to the seventh level is at the central location, where a large number of Red Rock Demons are gathered." The group of Yulan Continent powerhouses set off in full force, flying straight toward the center of the sixth level.
Sure enough, it was a gathering place for Red Rock Demons.
"That dragonman is here — run!" The moment they spotted Lin Lei, a massive number of Red Rock Demons were terrified and immediately fled in every direction.
"A dragonman again!" Lin Lei shook his head with a sigh. Bei Bei chuckled mischievously: "Boss, those fellows are all ignorant. They don't know about Dragon Blood Warriors — they only know about the dragonman race that's common in other planes. And that dragonman race is nowhere near as strong as you, Boss."
As they spoke, the numerous powerhouses descended.
There was no need to lift a finger. The lingering terror from Lin Lei's killing of the Flame Monarch was enough to send the Red Rock Demons scrambling in every direction.
"The passage!" Everyone spotted the passageway not far away — a stairway leading out. It was the entrance to a cave within a rocky volcano, and the entrance featured a distinctive staircase that emitted a black glow. This stairway passage was the route to the seventh level.
"Hm? What's that?" Bei Bei darted over.
Beside the stairway passage, two weapons had been set down. One was a blood-colored curved blade, and the other was a staff. The massive crystal atop the staff radiated energy fluctuations so powerful that Lin Lei's heart skipped a beat.
"Two more divine artifacts," De Sley said joyfully. Fain, Turley, and the others were equally delighted.