The Rise of the Black Plain

Hearing Minos' confident words, those skeletons looked at him incredulously, impressed by how this young Spiritual Emperor spoke of a Spiritual Demigod...

'This fellow... He talks about the God of Death as if such a person was a loser...' One of them shook its head, feeling funny since it had never thought it would have any good thoughts about that enemy.

The God of Death might be its mortal enemy, but this skeleton recognized the terrifying power of that man!

If he was not powerful, how could he have done so many terrible things and still reached the 10th stage?

As such, not only that skeleton, but many there thought Minos had a rigorous view and was wrong about the God of Death being pathetic.

But they all understood the logic behind Minos' words, so they agreed that the God of Death had not reached the 11th stage.

The quality of the cultivation base was essential during breakthroughs, even more so for the last step, which could not be taken without the help of external items.

In this case, it made sense that someone who had depended on external aids all his life would have difficulties attempting the most challenging breakthrough, using not only another external item but one different from the one usually used.

What happens if someone uses a medication a lot?

Of course, it would lose effect with time.

But what if such a person simply changed medications?

That was not good either since such a person might have achieved an addiction that prevented him from making the change.

In any case, the God of Death had abused his powers, so he could not compare himself to a cultivator with the ability to become a true God.

Minos knew this because Henricus Longus, one of the most talented cultivators of the Golden Era, had taken two thousand years just to reach level 90 and another thousand to reach level 100. And even so, that guy's path had been complicated, with many occasions when he almost died.

And even though the cultivation world had evolved a lot in the millions of years following Henricus Longus' death, the difference between his era and the age of the God of Death was not as significant as that Golden Era and the current one. So, it should not be possible for the enemy of the Goddess of Life to have cultivated so fast by the traditional means or achieved the requirements to reach level 100.

Moreover, even if he had exceeded the natural limits of this world and overcome the barrier to reaching level 100, there would have to be many marks of his existence. After all, his power was extraordinary. So, if someone like him had become a true God, there would have to be historical records about the deaths of many experts in that time.

Only then could someone like him be sure he could not get stronger than level 100...

But there was nothing of the sort, and other than the two times when humans and beasts nearly destroyed each other in the last 5 million years, never had a large amount of high-level Spiritual Demigods died in confrontations.

'It truly doesn't make sense that he reached that level...' One of the skeletons in the surrounding area sighed in satisfaction, glad that such a tragedy did not happen.

It could not have reached Minos' conclusions while it was alive, but hearing the young man's words, it understood perfectly well.

Like it, many others there ignored how Minos spoke about Spiritual Demigods to feel good that the God of Death had failed.

And among everyone there, only Abby understood why Minos was arrogant. 'With the heritage of a true God and knowledge of that person's life, he can't talk about a Spiritual Demigod and see how impressive such a stage is.'

'All Minos sees is the gigantic difference between Spiritual Demigods and Gods...'

As different thoughts traveled through the minds in that area, Minos stood up from where he was. "Anyway, let's continue our journey."

"Oh? OK!" Several of them began to return to their formation on this trip to the area where most of their companions were supposed to be.

Meanwhile, Minos asked one of those seven skeletons. "By the way, where did the hostility of the Goddess of Life and God of Death come from? I know it would be easy to stand against someone with such power, but the opposite is not impossible. After all, if one is everyone's enemy, hardly one could make it that far..."

The strongest among those subordinates of the Goddess helping Abby then said as they were already walking with the group through that area of the cemetery. "From what we know, it all happened during the youth of the two of them."

"At one point, the God of Death was a member of the same organization as the Goddess. But then, he almost eliminated that organization, resulting in the death of all of the Goddess' family and friends." Such a skeleton said in a tone laden with melancholy.

"How awful..." Abby commented in a low voice.

"But by a coincidence of fate, perhaps her luck, the Goddess was on a mission away from that organization when this happened. That's why she survived to find the headquarters of the power behind her ruined, with beasts devouring the bodies left behind and thieves stealing the sect's belongings."

Another of them then added. "In addition, she found her mother's corpse and remains of what should be her siblings... Ah, I'm sure that was a tragedy for her that must have been hard to overcome."

And indeed it had been. The Goddess of Life and the God of Death had approximate ages. But while that man took 300 years to reach level 90 and then thousands of years to reach 98, that woman took 4,000 years to become a Spiritual Demigod.

In the meantime of all this, she swallowed her hatred, worked hard, and eventually approached the power of her great enemy. Only then had she fought against him and became the great enemy of the infamous God of Death.

That was the size of her hatred and trauma, which had moved her for thousands of years, even when the difference between her and her opponent was more than 40 levels!

"That's a long history of hatred, huh?" Minos muttered to himself, impressed with the history behind these ancient experts.

'The purpose of this inheritance is probably to continue the struggle between the Goddess of Life and the God of Death...' He pondered as his group moved at speed toward their destination.

'Well, that won't be so bad. The groups of the two are probably gone, so Abby will inherit things from this place without having to go through too many trials...'

As he thought that, it was not long before their group arrived in the vicinity of where a crowd of skeletons was gathered.

Seeing the white sea in front of them, Abby opened her mouth in shock, seeing numbers like that for the first time in her life.

"There must be over 100,000 individuals there!" She commented to Minos.

"Hmm, let's see what we do here..."