Reborn with Infinite System Points, I Gathered All SSS Classes!

Under the tearing force of two powers, the Beyondworld Trial Space shattered even faster. The dome of the sky peeled away like a smashed glass canopy.

John of the human race faced Divine_River of the Demon King Council.

The loser would fall here!

And after rebirth, his divine power would be sealed forever. His path as a powerhouse would end here! 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The victor would survive!

And be crowned as the out-of-print first-place holder of the final round of the Beyondworld Trial!

Clang!

The sword case suddenly sprang open, and a sword light like a white ribbon tore through the void.

That sword had been nourished by the life souls of 9,999 demigod-grade powerhouses as sacrifices. It had been sealed for one million years within a secret realm where time flowed ten thousand times faster, all for this one fleeting instant of brilliance when it was drawn to slay an enemy.

Roar!

Behind John, the phantom of the Holy Dragon Wings beat its wings and charged forward, leaving countless solid afterimages in midair. It was as if it had transformed into tens of millions of bodies, charging fiercely toward that sword light.

With one beat of its dragon wings, it could cross 180,000 miles.

With endless divine power, its dragon body was undying, and every part of its form was a weapon of slaughter.

Which was stronger?

The phantom of the dragon wings?

Or that sword, which had hidden its edge for a million years just to shine in a single instant?

At this moment, everyone held their breath.

"Roar!"

Upon the phantom of the Holy Dragon Wings, an ocean of Divinity surged and condensed. That vast Divinity almost forged the phantom into a solid body!

Facing the sword that tore through the air toward it, the dragon wings beat both wings at once, drawing an incomparably sharp arc through the sky before colliding head-on with the sword light!

The moment the enormous wings and the sword edge clashed, the sound of metal striking metal echoed across the land.

Clang!

Sparks burst forth!

At that very moment, cracks actually spread across both wings of the dragon-wing phantom.

Boom!

The gigantic wings stretching for tens of thousands of miles shattered with a thunderous explosion.

"Hm?"

John saw this scene, and his eyes instantly narrowed.

"What a sword.

"To be able to shatter the body of the dragon wings, it does indeed have some ability."

At the same time, the dazzling light on that sword also dimmed abruptly.

"Roar!"

The phantom of the Holy Dragon Wings let out an extremely savage roar. It kicked out a pair of dragon claws as sharp as pillars supporting the heavens and grabbed toward Divine_River in midair.

Around those dragon claws, the aura of a Divine Skill swirled, their power unfathomable.

The instant the sword’s light faded, the light in Divine_River’s eyes also gradually scattered.

"I... lost."

He looked at the dragon claws, each more than ten thousand meters long and incomparably sharp. A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Zar, oh Zar. The same dragon-wing Divine Skill can be invincible and unmatched in John’s hands, yet in your hands, it was no different from trash.

"So this... is the true power of a Divine Skill capable of sweeping across the universe?"

Divine_River slowly closed his eyes. Surprisingly, there was a faint smile on his lips.

"So my sword had roughly seventy to eighty percent of the power of those dragon wings. That is enough to comfort me.

"To witness the true might of such a Divine Skill with my own eyes... losing is losing."

Before his words had fully faded, the sharp claws of the Holy Dragon Wings had already landed on Divine_River.

With a light tear—

Divine_River, the second strongest member of the Demon King Council’s Dawnbringer Squad, the third-ranked expert on the Demon King Council’s Human Ranking, had fallen.

Divine_River’s death was just like his sword.

It had hidden its edge for a million years, all for the splendor of that single instant when it was drawn.

He himself was the same!

Within the trial, he had reaped lives wantonly, encountering no opponent who could stand against him. He had chased John’s footsteps tightly and was the second powerhouse to obtain the Thousand-Killer Achievement.

With the strength of a sixth-grade demigod, he had even forcefully killed Tucker, a Warshaper prodigy of the demigod grade, provoking the fury of the Warshaper mighty figure, who swore to kill both him and John.

The name Divine_River had already been carved deep into the memories of the mighty figures of the myriad races.

Yet in the end, he died at John’s hands.

He and his sword were both a brilliance that existed only for a single instant.

Like a meteor streaking across the long night, it vanished in the blink of an eye.

But at the very least, it had once shone.

The mighty figures of the myriad races watched Divine_River die, and all of them sighed inwardly.

This was the exact opposite of the ending they had most wanted to see.

"This John truly has a stubborn life," the mighty figure of the Divine Race said in a low voice.

"Why was it not John who died? Sigh!"

"Divine_River was a pity.

"The power of his sword was already no weaker than a demigod-grade combat skill, but John was even more terrifying!

"His Divinity could actually condense the dragon-wing phantom until it was nearly solid. How much Divinity did that consume? It is simply unbelievable."

"It is not just Divinity. The energy structure of the skill that formed the dragon-wing phantom is a level higher than anything we know..."

"The stronger John appears, the more frightened I become.

"This child absolutely cannot be allowed to live."

As Divine_River died, prompts exploded beside John’s ears one after another.

[Prompt: You have killed Demon King Council player Divine_River.]

[Prompt: You have obtained +1,000 trial points!]

[Ding! You have plundered 50,000 Divinity!]

[Prompt: You have plundered all items, all wealth, and all equipment from this player’s inventory!]

[You have plundered the 12 trillion gold coins this player owed you!]

[Prompt: You have obtained 10,000 Divine Class Points. They can be used for leveling up!]

[Prompt: In the current trial, you have obtained first place on the Beyondworld Trial leaderboard and ranked first among humanity!]

[Ding! You have obtained the first-place reward for this round of the trial: demigod-grade item, Parallel Universe Myriad Races Atlas!]

[Prompt: This reward has triggered Super Bonus! Reward changed!]

[Ding! You have obtained the first-place reward for this round of the trial: Parallel Universe Myriad Divine Beast Bestiary — Phoenix!]

Prompts continued ringing beside John’s ears.

As expected, because of the forced intervention of the myriad race mighty figures, the final reward had triggered Super Bonus, and he had actually obtained a Myriad Divine Beast Bestiary!

Phoenix.

"The Holy Dragon Wings are already this powerful. Then how terrifying would the Phoenix be, a divine beast ranked alongside the dragon wings among gods and demons?"

John’s eyes flickered.

"I possess a visualization skill. As long as I visualize, I can obtain the Divine Skills of divine beasts.

"If I can visualize the Phoenix’s Divine Skill..."

Just as he was thinking, an unfamiliar and heart-palpitating aura suddenly descended into his heart.

At the same time, a voice transmission entered John’s ears.

"Hey, kid. Are you interested in making a deal with me?"

"The sword in your hands has fate with me. I want to trade something for it."

John asked, "Who are you?"

"Just an unknown parallel universe player. You can call me Skittershade."

"How do you want to trade?"

"One Sacred Spirit Elixir. After taking it, a legendary-rank native can directly rise to demigod grade."

A sharp light flashed in John’s eyes.

"One thousand."

Skittershade said, "You cannot even use that sword, and it is only a demigod-grade item. Yet you dare make such an outrageous demand?

"I don’t want it anymore. Farewell."

"Eight hundred," John said.

"Can’t afford it," Skittershade replied.

"Six hundred."

John said, "Five hundred."

Skittershade fell silent.

"Five hundred. If you are unwilling to trade, then let us end this here," John said indifferently.

"Deal! You really are a shrewd businessman. I admit defeat completely!"

John had never been attached to that sword case to begin with.

Compared to that item, the Sacred Spirit Elixirs were countless times more valuable to him.

Humanity’s foundation was poor. The natives of this small plane had yet to produce anyone who had stepped into the demigod realm. They could only rely on the plane’s exclusive rules to barely survive and maintain a foothold among the myriad races.

Across the vast universe, all worlds of living beings were divided into planes of different sizes and levels.

Foreign powerhouses whose strength had surpassed a critical threshold could not forcibly descend into lower planes. The plane barriers could also block most fatal attacks from higher-dimensional levels.

If humanity wanted to truly rise and flourish, it absolutely could not rely on John alone to support the entire race.