Invincible! This person has lived for a billion years

Chapter 580 Heavenly Dungeon

Alice's voice echoed around.

Ares, hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but want to enter the fray and fight her himself.

A mere Mortal Deity, taunting so many Nature Deity-level elites and calling them wastes?

Where did she get the courage?

Ares thought back and realized, ah, the courage given by William the Obliterator...

It seemed there was nothing wrong with that after all.

Anyway, these Nature Deity elites were helpless against that alchemical furnace.

But they didn't know that!

Provoked by the taunt, someone couldn't restrain their anger and attacked again with their artifact, followed by a barrage of magical artifacts and a chaotic unleashing of special abilities and spells.

After shouting her taunts, Alice immediately felt the alchemical furnace she was hiding in transform the energy from the attacks outside into pure soul energy.

She smiled and continued to absorb the energy to enhance her strength, finding the whole process exceedingly comfortable.

...

William hadn't bothered to check on Alice's situation.

In his view, Alice has the protection of a Cosmic Entity, and the divine artifacts she carries are quite decent. It's impossible for her to come to harm,the only issue might be that she could appear somewhat disheveled while being pursued.

How could he have thought that Alice's process of being pursued was not at all disheveled? She essentially found a group of people who worked for free to help her level up.

Moreover, she's the kind of boss who doesn't plan to pay after the work is done and even intends to beat them up.

Utterly ruthless.

Curious about Loki, William ventured alone to the 28th district.

The Heavenly Dungeon in the 28th district is surrounded by tens of thousands of defensive barriers, constructed by a collective of Absolute Deity gods as a prison within the Sanctuary of the Celestial Gods.

The so-called Heavenly Dungeon doesn't even have a door.

It's just a region within the 28th district, where space is distorted, time is chaotic, and various defensive barriers and attack magic circles are densely arranged.

Anyone with a power level below Absolute Deity who forcibly enters the Heavenly Dungeon and wishes to exit depends solely on fate.

The evil gods, demons, and criminals of the Divine Realm imprisoned here are constantly at risk of death, with their power levels continuously being weakened.

Only a few Creator Deities take turns guarding nearby.

These guards are not afraid of jailbreaks.

If someone manages to escape from the Heavenly Dungeon, it's either destined by fate or they've received a special pardon from a high-ranking god king, which no longer concerns them.

Upon arriving in the 28th district, William stepped directly into the area of the Heavenly Dungeon.

Instantly, thunder roared and lightning flashed, celestial fires burned, and air currents that seemed capable of tearing apart one's body surged, attempting to attack William.

William walked forward undeterred, shattering the magic circles under his feet, rendering all attacks ineffective before they could reach him.

"The design here seems quite impressive," William commented, not immediately seeking Loki but instead deciding to take a tour.

Everyone imprisoned here is an unparalleled powerhouse.

A child with the power level of a Nature Deity thrown in here wouldn't survive a day.

Anyone who is confined here and still alive is undoubtedly a formidable figure.

As William entered a sea of eternal flames, he heard the cry of a phoenix and turned towards the sound.

He saw a gigantic phoenix rushing towards him, its beak open, attempting to swallow him whole.

"What a place!" William smiled, reached out, and grabbed the phoenix by its neck.

"Wil..."

The gigantic phoenix barely had time to react before William had already stored it in his spatial storage ring.

This creature would taste quite good, but it must be freshly killed for the best flavor!

He planned to let everyone taste it once outside.

Since it had attacked him, there was no chance he would let it go.

Walking further, there's a desolate mountain stretching thousands of miles, with winds sharp enough to tear flesh crisscrossing throughout.

At the foot of the mountain, a person with white hair and red eyes is continuously swinging a Katana.

Streams of air, sharp as blades, constantly sweep across his body, yet he seems utterly unaffected, as if the only thing that exists between heaven and earth is the Katana in his hands.

His Kenjutsu seems unremarkable at first glance, but if the gods of the Divine Alliance were to see it, they would be utterly astounded.

This is Oroku, known as The Shredder, a master swordsman who appeared 50,000 years ago, famed for his formidable willpower. Day after day, he practiced his swordsmanship, and his formidable strength was renowned throughout the Divine Realm.

30,000 years ago, he fought Athena to a standstill with just his Katana.

Later, he was suppressed and imprisoned in this Heavenly Dungeon by the combined efforts of the twelve Absolute Deities of the Zodiac.

Over the years, no one has entered the part of the Heavenly Dungeon where Oroku is located, and many have assumed that Oroku had long since died.

As William approached to watch Oroku practice his swordsmanship, he couldn't help but praise, "Not bad."

He had thought that aside from himself, Poseidon's swordsmanship was the most formidable.

He hadn't expected to encounter someone like this here today.

A pleasant surprise.

"Young man, what year is it now?" Oroku slowly stopped his movements, his blood-red eyes staring at William, his white hair whipping around like wild snakes, his whole body exuding the oppressive energy of a supreme powerhouse.

William smiled and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

Oroku laughed and said, "Young man, do you think you are strong? Do you know who I am? Since we've met today, serve as my attendant, and I will teach you unparalleled swordsmanship."

William shook his head and replied, "No need! By the way, who are you?"

"I am Oroku! Have you ever heard of a master swordsman called The Shredder?" Oroku's eyes flashed with blood, saying, "Judging by your appearance, you must have just arrived here! Tell me, how many years has it been since The Shredder's name vanished into obscurity?"

William said, "Sorry, I haven't heard of you. Continue practicing your swordsmanship, I'm leaving!"

"Hmph! Arrogant and ignorant young man!" Oroku snorted coldly, as his Katana already thrust towards William.

William stood in place, just watching him, blinked, and Oroku's Katana turned to ash. Oroku was sent flying backward, spitting blood, and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

"You... who are you?" Oroku had been practicing his swordsmanship for 50,000 years, feeling that his swordsmanship had reached an unparalleled level, confident that he had a 70% chance of victory even against Absolute Deity-level opponents.

But what just happened?

This person did nothing, yet his sword turned to dust, and he was severely injured.

"My name is William, you probably haven't heard of my name..." William thought for a moment, "I used to have another name, the Obliterator, not sure if you've heard of it."

Oroku's eyes widened, muttering, "William the Obliterator? You are William the Obliterator?"

He then laughed eerily as if he had gone mad, "Hahaha! William the Obliterator! I actually thought I was stronger than the rumored William the Obliterator!"

William glanced at him and didn't say much, simply leaving the desolate mountain behind him.

Stronger than him?

Well, back in the day, many in the Divine Realm probably thought they were stronger than William the Obliterator.

William didn't bother too much with this Oroku. Being imprisoned here for so long, it's common for one's mind to falter.

He continued on his way until he came upon a giant mountain thousands of feet tall and stopped.

A giant dragon was circling around the entire mountain, swooping down with its massive claws pressing down on a person engulfed in flames and covered in wounds. He was Loki, surrounded by bloodstains, barely alive, yet his eyes were still shining brightly.

That indomitable will to fight was evident!

"You're Loki, right? Seems like your willpower is still pretty strong!"