Mulan Plane

Desterie's speed, combined with the Sovereign Token he displayed, left the soldiers too terrified to delay for even a second, and they immediately activated the Plane Teleportation Array.

"Hum—" As the light of the teleportation array gradually faded, the figures of Desterie and his two companions vanished from the array.

"What's going on today? Why are so many Sovereign's Emissaries coming to use the teleportation array?" one soldier grumbled impatiently after Desterie and the others had left.

"You'd better be careful. Sovereign's Emissaries don't just represent the Sovereigns; they are also incredibly powerful. If they heard you, no one would speak up for you even if they killed you. Earlier, the captain only scolded you because your service to those Sovereign's Emissaries wasn't up to par; there's no need to be so full of resentment," another, more senior soldier advised.

They did not know that the "Sovereign's Emissaries" who had arrived today were actually Sovereigns themselves, and the group sent off earlier even included one of the most powerful Sovereigns, the Sovereign of Fate.

Just then, the Plane Teleportation Array lit up once more.

"Hmph, these guys run around flaunting the names of Sovereigns, acting all high and mighty. They get unhappy if you're even a little slow—they're nothing but trouble!" the soldier continued to complain, completely unconcerned.

The light of the teleportation array subsided, and a man with long golden hair, fair skin, and a tall, imposing stature appeared, looking holy and majestic.

He stared at the soldier who had just spoken and roared, "Hm? Daring to insult a Sovereign—that is a capital offense!"

As the man's words fell, everyone present—including the God-level experts and Saint-level beings who had just arrived in the Netherworld, as well as the Netherworld soldiers—all collapsed and died for no reason, their lives extinguished instantly.

The Sovereign's Will is not to be defied.

The newcomer was none other than the Sovereign of Light, Augusta, his usually feigned gentle gaze now completely replaced by pure violence.

He had originally thought that the six Sovereigns of Fate acting together to kill Iluka would be foolproof, but he never expected that even with Orloff taking action personally, nothing had come of it.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he finally decided to come in person. He would either take the opportunity to kill Iluka or teach Desterie or some other mid-to-low-tier Sovereign of the Netherworld a lesson; otherwise, he simply couldn't vent his frustration.

Regrettably, he did not yet know that he had arrived a step too late.

Desterie's "Strong Luck" was still in effect.

The Mulan Material Plane was half ocean and half continent.

In the southwest of the continent lay a towering mountain range, rumored to have been named the Himalaya Mountains by a powerful expert many years ago. On the range stood the Peak of the World, which featured the marvelous sight of an "Inverted Peak." The summit of this peak was broad and flat, built with numerous magnificent palaces, planted with precious and exotic flowers and herbs, and inhabited by various strange magical beasts. It was the world's premier treasure land, known as the "Domain of High Heaven."

The three God-level experts who founded the continental empire and the two God-level experts who ruled the oceans dared not show any disrespect here.

This was because two invincible High-Gods resided here permanently.

At this moment, in the Domain of High Heaven.

"Uncle Nawi, I'm back!" a bright young girl playfully tapped the shoulder of a young man.

"How was it? Did you gain anything from your trip to the continent, or hear any fresh news?" the man asked with a smile, not turning his head as he watered the flowers.

"There were a few interesting things, but it would be boring to share them with you!"

"Then what about sharing them with me?" In an instant, a familiar and distant voice rang out. The girl was overjoyed upon hearing it and hurriedly turned her head, only to find that there was no one in front of her. She quickly spread her divine sense, but there was no trace of anyone else either.

"I clearly just heard Uncle Desterie's voice," the girl said, puzzled.

Nawi turned around at her words and teased, "You must miss Desterie so much that you're starting to have auditory hallucinations."

The girl pouted and retorted coquettishly, "I am a High-God; how could I have auditory hallucinations?

But seriously, it's been nearly a million years since I last saw Uncle Desterie. Uncle Nawi, why don't we go to the Heavenly Realm to find him!"

The girl's eyes shone with an almost pleading look. Just then, another voice came from afar, "No need to come to the Heavenly Realm to find me—I'm here!"

This time, even Nawi's attention was captured. He looked toward the direction of the voice and couldn't help but call out, "Brother, you really are back?"

The next instant, a powerful gust of wind descended, and Desterie, Dalayer, and Iluka appeared before Nawi and the girl as if they had teleported.

"Uncle Desterie!" the girl cheered and pounced on him.

Nawi, however, looked on in shock and suspicion, "Desterie, your speed...? And who are these two?"

Nawi was none other than Desterie's younger brother, who had refined a set of Godhead and consumed a Nether Fruit, becoming an Asura—a status everyone dreamed of—without much effort. Although there had been a significant gap between him and Desterie before, it had never been to the point where he couldn't even see his brother's exhaust.

"I came back to tell you some good news: I have become a Sovereign!" Desterie said with a beaming smile.

Previously, Desterie's Life and Death Divine Clones had been hiding in a material plane, though not their home plane. Just now, Desterie had waited for a while at the Mulan Plane's teleportation array specifically to wait for his two divine clones to converge.

"Become a Sovereign?!" Nawi was stunned, and the girl was so startled she fell off Desterie.

No matter how little they ventured into the divine planes, they knew how terrifying and unreachable a Sovereign was. Desterie had once been the one to beg a Sovereign to "resurrect" the two of them.

Therefore, becoming a Sovereign was even harder than returning from the dead!

Desterie was amused by their expressions and immediately dropped another bombshell, "This is Iluka, a Paragon High-God of the Destruction Rule. He might be staying with us often from now on, so you must treat him well."

Shock and silence once again filled the space between Nawi and the girl—a Paragon High-God, who were even rarer than Sovereigns? What kind of major events had his brother (uncle) been up to these past few hundred thousand years?

Wait—the girl reacted, her heart racing with excitement as her eyes lit up, "Are you saying, this lord is a Destruction Paragon?"

Desterie shook his head helplessly at the sight and smiled at Iluka, "This girl has loved fighting since she was young and enjoys comprehending rules through bloody battles. Later, I found her a set of Destruction Godhead, and she refined it to become a High-God. She will likely come to ask you for advice on the Destruction Rule later. But you don't need to pay her any mind; since she refined a Godhead, she won't be able to learn much anyway."

The girl stared at Desterie with dissatisfaction, but Iluka laughed, "It's fine. I have plenty of time anyway. I can take a look at her level of comprehension and teach her some simple techniques for using the Destruction Rule."

Desterie couldn't help but chuckle as he separated his Destruction Divine Clone from his body, "If you're going to teach her, you might as well teach me. My Destruction Rule is only one step away from the Paragon level. If you can teach someone to become a Paragon, all the Sovereigns of the Destruction Element will have to kneel at your feet."