Joelson retracted his gaze from Holy Zither and turned to Oswede.

With a wave of his hand, Oswede and his figure disappeared.

It took a long time for the saint-level combatants to recover from the shock of this battle. They discussed excitedly.

They couldn't avoid the words "Platinum Throne," "Joelson Edward," and "the strongest saint-level combatant."

"Your situation is very bad."

Joelson used his spiritual energy to investigate Oswede. In a low voice, he said, "The combustion of your combat aura source has already damaged your foundation. Your body's calculations aren't too serious. However, I'm afraid that you won't have the chance to attempt to break through to the divine realm in the future."

Oswede could not help but reveal a hint of disappointment on his face. However, he quickly let out a laugh of relief. "This is already a very good result."

"At least I'm still holding on to it. Moreover, I've never felt that I can become a divine-domain expert."

As he spoke, Oswede's gaze tenderly turned towards the little girl in his embrace.

The little girl seemed to treat him as the person closest to her, unwilling to leave his embrace.

Joelson's gaze was complicated.

He felt that, in certain aspects, Oswede, who was able to ignite his combat aura source for an ordinary little girl, was much stronger than the so-called Silver Throne, Archer.

"Where are we going now?"

Perhaps it was because he knew that the road ahead was cut off, although Oswede was as respectful to Joelson as the others, his tone was much more casual. He treated him more as a friend.

Joelson looked ahead and said faintly, "To forge my Platinum Throne."

Oswede was stunned for a moment, a little confused and shocked.

However, he quickly understood.

Joelson brought him through space at high speed.

With the support of his domain power, he was able to break through the spatial barrier as casually as if he was eating or drinking.

At this moment, the speed of a divine-ranked powerhouse was many times faster than the speed of a saint-level powerhouse.

Joelson stepped through the void and appeared in the sky above a city with Oswede and the little girl.

An intense battle was breaking out here.

Countless demons were like black tides, crazily attacking the city walls.

At this time, in a town in the center of the Inmotadi Empire, there were hundreds of thousands of people.

Warriors clad in armor and holding sharp swords stood on the city walls, fighting against the demi-demons. There were also many young and tender faces. Even women.

In the sky, a saint-level was fighting against three demi-demons.

This scene seemed to be a replay of the planar war five thousand years ago.

Oswald watched with a serious expression. The little girl buried her head in his arms, as if she did not dare to watch any longer.

"If this city is breached, everyone will become food for the demi-demons. These monsters and demons are even more terrifying. Their hatred for humans is beyond imagination. They never leave anyone alive."

Joelson nodded slightly and a ray of light shot out from his hand.

Upton had only been in Red Leaf City for less than a month when he was attacked by the demi-demons.

The dark mass of demi-demons. Even though his strength had reached saint-level, he could not help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.

These humanoid monsters were not only fierce and brutal, but they also reproduced at an alarming rate. As long as they had enough food, their numbers would increase rapidly.

Upton was entangled by the three saint-level demi-demons.

"Damn it! There are three of them!"

Upton, who was only at the initial stage of the saint-level, was not a match for the three saint-level demi-demons at all. Soon, his body was covered in wounds.

The sharp claws of the demi-demons clawed at almost every part of his body.

Upton saw the three demi-demons staring at him with mocking and cruel eyes. They put the flesh that originally belonged to him in their claws into their mouths and chewed slowly.

Upton could not help but tremble.

He suddenly understood.

These three monsters were planning to toy with him like this and slowly eat him up!

Upton felt a deep sense of despair. The battle under his feet was almost over. The guards could not hold on any longer and the city gate was about to be broken through.

Was he really going to die here today?

No!

Even if he died, he would drag all of them down with him!

Upton gritted his teeth and was about to swing his sword and charge forward again. Suddenly, he had a feeling in his heart and looked up.

He saw a tall and slender figure standing quietly in the air.

His indifferent eyes projected a boundless grandeur as if he was a god walking in the human world.

Upton did not know who he was but he could recognize that it was a human!

"Sir!"

Upton shouted excitedly.

That person did not respond. Instead, he looked at him indifferently and then waved his hand casually.

A platinum light that was even more dazzling than the sun bloomed and disappeared in an instant.

Upton watched helplessly as the three saint-level demi-demons turned into countless pieces in an instant and died completely.

Then, that person raised his arm, and the purple flames that filled the sky fell like a storm.

A sea of flames spread out from the demi-demon horde below.

The purple flames were demonic and scorching but, in Upton's eyes, they were unexpectedly beautiful.

..

Under the guidance of Oswede, Joelson traversed across the entire territory of the Inmotati Empire in a few days.

On the central human's line of defense against the demi-demon, the brilliant purple flames connected to form a winding wall of flames.

Countless demi-humans died in the sea of fire, wailing and turning into ashes.

Countless people who were struggling at the edge of life and death saw a god-like existence descending onto the battlefield.

The platinum light in his hand was even more dazzling than the sun.

Regardless of whether it was an early-stage or peak-stage saint-level demi-demon, none of them could resist the white-gold light at all. They died easily.

Someone recognized that figure.

He shouted excitedly.

"It's Joelson Edward!"

"That sun-ranked genius who disappeared for five years!"

"Violet's glory! He's come to save us!"

"The number one person under the throne!"

"You're wrong! Now, we should call him His Majesty the Throne!"

Within a short period of time, Joelson Edward's name spread throughout the entire central continent.

The news of Joelson defeating the four thrones and killing a divine-domain-level demon king had also spread.

The central continent was in a complete uproar.

The fifth throne had been born!

The Platinum Throne!

Some people said that this would be the era of Joelson Edward!

In the next tens of thousands of years, the entire central continent would be shrouded in his glory!

Joelson had also released Du Lu, Steel Dragon, Curtis, Holy, and other dragons that had already reached the saint-level to hunt down the remaining demi-demons.

At this time, for the first time, Joelson summoned his dragons without any hesitation.

The continent was shocked again.

He...

He had so many dragons!

..

The Holy Zither slashed a peak saint-level demon and forced it to retreat in a sorry state. She only needed one more strike to kill the demon.

At this time, a magnificent holy light descended from the sky and heavily hit the peak saint-level demon.

In an instant, the imp howled in the holy light and turned into ashes, disappearing without a trace.