Chapter 120: Beelzebub The entity sitting on the throne looked down at the kneeling people before him. This was one of his incarnations from the Upper Demon Realm. He possessed only a tiny portion of his main body’s power, yet even so, he remained absolutely untouchable in this World of the Ancients. As for why he came to this world, it was to find the coffin of the Demon Ancestor, which was buried somewhere here. He didn’t leave this palace normally. That was why he created pawns who could act on his behalf. And why did he choose a tiny Innate Realm martial artist as his pawn? The answer was simple. No one would ever suspect that a lowly Innate Realm martial artist could have any connection to an Upper Realm demon. It wasn’t that he couldn’t move from this place, but rather, he didn’t want anyone to know he was here. Just like him, there were other entities in this world with similar or even greater strength. Besides, this World of the Ancients was truly strange. There were places where even his divine sense couldn’t penetrate. So he chose to be cautious. But today, someone had killed two of his servants—the servants of Beelzebub. Just because he didn’t want trouble didn’t mean he was afraid of it. The killer mark technique he placed on all his subordinates had activated, allowing him to pinpoint the exact location of the killer. What he didn’t know, however, was that the killer had also left a mark on Timmy. At this very moment, the killer was watching him—live. Beelzebub decided he would go and eliminate that pesky bug. Or, if the person was worthy, he would make him a servant. At this moment. Ethan was eating at a new food stall. This time, everyone there showed him the utmost respect. Rose was commenting on the different foods while Ethan simply listened. This girl could really get talkative once she felt comfortable. That meant Ethan had successfully made her feel at ease around him. He was also keeping an eye on Timmy. Soon, he saw Timmy and his guards entering a dark palace. There was someone sitting on the throne. That darkness couldn’t blur Ethan’s vision. He clearly saw a demon—a red-skinned humanoid creature with two horns on its head and dragon-like wings on its back. "So that sinister energy was coming from this freak. I have to say, this dude looks scary. His power should be around 12,000 Sun level. But something feels off about him." Two hours passed. Alex returned, but his father didn’t come to see him off for the last time. Alex was sad, but when he saw Ethan and Rose, he tried to force a small smile. In the Overlord Sect. Ethan’s clone had already received the message from him. So he told Elder Valkan that he was going out for a while. Soon, Ethan’s main body vanished with Rose and Alex and appeared in a nearby forest, where his clone was already waiting. His clone had a different appearance from his main body, or else it might have frightened Alex. Ethan said to Rose, "Can you walk ahead with Alex? I need to do something first." Rose and Alex began walking ahead. Ethan looked at the clone and absorbed it. And bang. When the Sword of Infinity merged with his main body, his blood, which had thickened a little, earlier by absorbing the Primordial Human bloodline, began to evolve like crazy. And ding. Ding. Ding. Three notifications arrived at once. [Ding! Your bloodline has evolved to Level 2] [Ding! Sword of Infinity has upgraded to Level 2] [Ding! Your potential upgraded. You can now hold 100 billion Sun level power in the Planetary Realm] Ethan was dumbfounded. So many things happened at once? He checked his panel. He suspected it might have changed. [Master: Ethan Hunt Physique: 50,000 Sun 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎 Spirit: 50,000 Sun Talent: Infinite Comprehension] Damn. From 8,000 to a direct 50,000 without even breaking through? He then dispatched a new clone as Ryan again. Then both of them vanished and reappeared behind Rose and Alex, who were walking. After some time, they reached the gate. When the disciples at the gate saw Ryan—or rather, Ethan’s clone—they immediately bowed and opened the gate. They didn’t even dare ask who the three people with him were. The four of them entered the inner region of the sect and directly went to Ethan’s room. Then Ethan’s clone took Alex and left the room. Ethan looked at Rose. "That is one of my clones. It disappeared a few days ago. I lost my connection with it before.Today, I reestablished the connection with it. So now, I can come here at any moment. This clone of mine holds a very special identity in this sect." He then told her everything that had happened here. He also mentioned that one more clone was now in another universe. This was a thrilling story for Rose. Traveling to different universes with her lover—it felt like a dream. A few months ago, she had been struggling to get into the top university on Earth just to build a better life for her mother and sister. Now, she was visiting different universes like it was nothing. She looked at Ethan and smiled. "Ethan, when do you think we can enter the virtual universe of the Primordial Human Race?" "Do you want to enter? You could do it at any time," Ethan said. Rose replied, "I meant everyone." "Oh. They first need to reach the Emperor Realm to get the permission of the alliance to enter the virtual universe." Rose nodded. Then Ethan shared with her the Iron Man suit project he was working on with his father. If successful, that suit might bring a revolution to Earth’s civilization. And he was sure it would be successful. Soon, Ethan’s clone arrived at the Hall of Awakening with Alex. In this world, anyone above 6 years old and below 20 could attempt to awaken their soul. But the chance only came once in an entire lifetime. So most people waited until they were older, gained more knowledge and resolve and then underwent the process. As the soul should be like something they saw or imagined most of their time,it was great possibility. As Elder Trevor was about to begin the awakening process at Ethan’s request, a tremendous pressure descended upon the enitire Overlord sect. Even the old fossil-like ancestors of the sect felt as weak as ants before this overwhelming presence.