Entering the Heavenly Realm

Entering the Heavenly Realm

"It's a pity. If I could reach Paragon by relying on Faith Power and the Creation Divine Plane, I wouldn't have to sacrifice you. Still, I can't let anyone know I've reached Paragon just yet. Since this Sovereign Spark is connected to Augusta, I should pay Orf a visit ahead of time." At that thought, Lincoln remembered that Death Chief Sovereign Hela had once told him the previous owner of this Sovereign Spark had also been a Paragon. "Although Hela has been visiting the Chines Material Plane for a hundred years, I should pay her a visit too. I've already visited Vivian. In that case, I might as well visit Destruction Chief Sovereign Uterede as well, so I don't seem too biased."

Aier had only just gone to the Water Divine Plane and wasn't planning to return anytime soon. She had achieved Internal Godhood and had no other Divine Clones. Fortunately, her Wind Divine Clone had been traveling with them all along, so there was no problem with safety or companionship.

"Once I've visited these Chief Sovereigns one by one, it'll be time to look for a few Sovereign Envoys. I'm not like those old fossils. I have a big household to manage, and there are still plenty of things I need Sovereign Envoys to take care of."

The sky above the Heavenly Realm was always cloudless. A white sun hung high overhead, bringing light and warmth. Suddenly, the white sun rapidly dimmed. Its radiance dwindled from a brilliant blaze to a faint, trailing glimmer, and the entire sky darkened. Countless stars began circling the "sun," revealing mysterious signs.

On the Nate Continent, two gigantic open-air magic arrays, each a hundred meters across, stood side by side on a broad, level stretch of land. Several Mid-Gods in matching white uniforms were berating a crowd of more than thirty living beings nearby. Among them were humans, humanoid races, magical beasts, and others. Most were only Saint-level, and the ten who were Deity-level were all Low-Gods.

"Get this straight: if you keep chattering and making a racket, disturbing my peace, I'll send you to the Underworld this instant!" one of the burliest Mid-Gods shouted.

"Can we still choose to go to the Underworld?" A black water buffalo-like magical beast, not understanding what was going on, thought it really could and hurriedly asked.

The burly Mid-God glared and punched the buffalo beast, turning it into a bloody mess. "Anyone else want to go to the Underworld? Just end up like it, and you'll be there!"

At the sight of this, the few people who had been whispering fell completely silent.

"You, you, and you—clean this place up, now. Otherwise, you'll be the next ones rotting here!" Another Mid-God, tall and thin, randomly pointed at a few Saint-level beings and ordered them around.

The ones singled out weren't willing, but they began using their magic power to wash the ground.

Looking at the Saint-level beings, the tall, thin Mid-God sneered. "I don't know where you got the confidence to come to the Heavenly Realm while you're still Saint-level. Have you ever seen anyone who came to a Supreme Plane go back? Big brother, let's bet on it. Not one of these Saint-levels will survive half a month!"

The more than twenty Saint-level beings grew nervous at his words. The burly Mid-God snorted and replied, "What's there to bet on? They'll almost certainly all lose."

The tall, thin man was about to speak again when the ground suddenly began to shake. A monkey-like magical beast couldn't hold back. "Is this an earthquake? Does the Heavenly Realm have earthquakes too?"

The burly man looked over again, about to make a move, but the last Mid-God spoke up. "You came from a Material Plane, so it's normal that you don't know. This is a Star Quake. Whenever stars appear in the Heavenly Realm, parts of the land are drawn up into the sky by their gravity. When the stars disappear, the land returns to normal. All right, stop talking. We'll send you off first thing tomorrow morning."

After saying this, the Mid-God fell silent. The Deity-level and Saint-level beings didn't dare speak again, and the burly and tall Mid-Gods merely grunted without causing any more trouble.

Just then, one of the magic arrays lit up again. The tall, thin man recognized it as the dedicated teleportation array for the Material Planes and perked up. "Heh, probably another Saint-level coming to the Heavenly Realm to die."

The light faded, revealing a Highgod. The Mid-Gods fell silent. It wasn't common for someone to cultivate to Highgod in a Material Plane before coming to a Supreme Plane; most Highgods who traveled between planes were already powerful. They didn't dare say anything to someone like that.

Lincoln stepped out of the teleportation array and looked around. "This is the Nate Continent, right?" Then he turned to the tall, thin man. "Who did you say was coming here to die?"

The tall, thin man broke out in a cold sweat. Normally, he made sure he knew what he was talking about before drawing a conclusion. Today, he'd only said that to save face in front of the other Mid-God. He hadn't expected to offend someone powerful. Anyone who knew the name of the continent certainly wasn't some "country bumpkin."

"My lord, I meant that it's dangerous for Saint-levels to come to the Heavenly Realm, and that they're coming here to die. But it's very wise for a Highgod to come here!" the tall, thin man hurriedly explained.

Lincoln stared at him and smiled. With a single-pointed finger, he sent a surge of Radiant Divine Power into the tall, thin man's head. The man immediately collapsed, motionless, and a Mid-God Spark fell from between his brows. Lincoln had come to the Heavenly Realm to visit Orf and deal with the potential threat Augusta posed. But this Mid-God had run his mouth. The Heavenly Realm had been created by the Fate Overgod, and hearing "coming here to die" right after arriving was an ill omen. The man couldn't blame him for acting ruthlessly.

The other burly Mid-God immediately fell to his knees and pleaded, "My lord, we didn't know it was you. Please forgive us!" But the last Mid-God remained standing and merely cupped his hands in greeting, neither servile nor arrogant. "My lord, we all serve Chief Gods!"

Lincoln turned with interest and fixed his gaze on this Mid-God. The Sacred Mysteries began to turn in his eyes, and the Mid-God's body went limp as he passed out.

Lincoln smiled. "You're rather interesting. I'll spare your lives today." He immediately wielded the Dark Sovereign Power and flew off into the distance. According to his test, the Mid-God who had passed out had fused four Mysteries. Otherwise, he couldn't have resisted Lincoln's soul attack, even though it had been insignificant. He was clearly a persistent and talented person, so a small punishment was enough.

At the August Garden, several attendants spotted Lincoln flying over and immediately raised their hands to stop him. "Halt! This is the residence of Lord Fate Chief Sovereign. You may not enter without permission!"

Unlike the residences of most Chief Gods, the home of Fate Chief Sovereign Orf was completely open to the public. He was passionate about research and welcomed all Deity-level beings, magical beasts, and even Chief Gods who sought to join him. Of course, if someone who came to join him was weak and had nothing special to offer, Orf wouldn't blame them, but the other guests would treat them with malice.

Lincoln sent a voice transmission directly. "I'm Lincoln, the Dark Sovereign. Please announce my arrival!"