The Real Identity of the Transmigrator Has Been Captured

The Heavenly Realm.

The Saint's Palace.

Elise smiled. "My Life Authority is the only means of deciphering the taboo script, but that person can no longer spread this entry-level authority on a large scale."

"Who told him not to spread it sooner? He had to keep it hidden? After I struck him once, he was caught completely off guard! It's too late for him to regret it now."

At this point, Elise felt exhilarated. She had finally experienced the thrill of plotting against someone from across the void.

Now this was style.

Only brutes fought and killed. They were calculating the rules and overall order of the universe.

"Just as expected of Her Highness," Sylvie exclaimed in admiration.

Elise grew even more pleased and continued, "Now, Time and Life—both of our entry blueprints have been blacklisted. If the Son of Heaven hands me his entry-level Space blueprint technique, I'll help him add it to the blacklist too, so no one else can learn it!"

The taboo script was how the order of the universe was perfected.

All three Level One Gods had been encrypted. How were others supposed to learn them?

As long as they blocked the preliminary entry-level authorities, it would be like blocking the gate and building a taboo door. No one else would be able to cultivate these three great techniques anymore!

The Saint's Arts would become taboo arts of the universe—indescribable and impossible to spread!

This was a technological patent monopoly.

It could ensure that their authorities lasted for countless ages, with almost no successors capable of reaching their level.

As for this evil means of monopoly, could it turn Elise—the Human Emperor who served All Living Beings—into the next decayed Father of Evil? The person she hated most?

How could that be possible?

Elise was