Breakthrough, Paragon

In the Bifu Continent, within the Liang'an Prefecture and the Nasina Valley, a lush green forest blankets the entire region. It radiates a faint vitality, appearing completely out of place in the slaughter-filled Hell.

Deep underground, Ren sat with his eyes tightly shut. A cyan halo covered his entire body, constantly swirling to form a unique magnetic field. Within this space, Ren felt the fusion of the profound laws. The final bottleneck that had stumped countless geniuses of the divine planes was finally shattered, and a new power erupted within his divine body.

"BOOM!"

The heavens and earth changed color. At this moment, the Laws of the World descended, representing the pinnacle of the divine realm.

"It's here!"

Ren suddenly opened his eyes. The divine power within him surged and churned, and his divine body flew toward the sky uncontrollably. The power bestowed by the Laws of the World merged into his body, and the energy to control the world fused into his Wind-style divine clone.

If an ordinary foreign god were here, they would likely be confused, as no Godhead had emerged above Ren's head. Logically speaking, when the Laws of the World descend, it should be the moment a Godhead undergoes a transformation—from Saint to God, condensing a Godhead that resonates with one's soul, or from Lowgod to Midgod, or Midgod to Highgod.

However, top-tier experts and Sovereigns would immediately realize what this meant: a Paragon Highgod. At the moment of breakthrough, one gains the Willpower bestowed by the world; the Godhead does not need to transform. If the Bifu Sovereign happened to be observing the continent at this moment, they would immediately notice, though the Bifu Sovereign was not.

The Laws of the World came quickly and left just as fast, dissipating almost in an instant.

"Finally, I have reached this step. In the Coiling Dragon World, this is the true pinnacle of cultivation!"

Ren gently extended his right hand, and a sense of control over the world emerged. It felt as if he could tear the entire world apart at will. He knew this was the Willpower bestowed by the Laws of the World. In the magical universe, only a Sovereign Godhead, a Paragon, a reward from ten consecutive victories in the Planar Battlefield, or a four-element soul mutation could achieve this.

A Paragon Highgod is not just a title; it represents an invincible god of the divine planes. Even the high and mighty Sovereigns would treat them as equals. It is the true peak of cultivation.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Ren turned his fist into a palm and waved it gently a few times. He did not use any profound attacks, relying purely on physical force to strike at space. In an instant, a massive spatial rift appeared, exceeding ten meters in the blink of an eye and revealing the multicolored Spatial Turbulence.

"This is the power of Willpower, the feeling of controlling the world!"

Feeling the might of his casual strike, Ren revealed a faint smile. Breaking through spatial turbulence was nothing; in Hell, even a Seven-Star Demon could do it, but they would have to use profound laws to unleash a powerful attack. A Paragon only needed a casual flick, which was the power of Willpower.

Even a peak Asura who had fused five types of profound mysteries and was only one step away from being a Paragon would be worlds apart from a true Paragon, with no power to resist. Resjing, a super divine beast who had fused five profound mysteries and used a Sovereign Artifact and Sovereign Power, was still like a child in front of Bayer and Magnus.

"With this, the Four Divine Beasts Clan is no longer a threat. No matter how many Asuras they have, they are no match for me. However, the Sovereigns of the Four Divine Beasts..." Ren retracted his divine power and merged with the void, drifting in mid-air like the wind, falling into deep thought.

Given the style of the Four Divine Beasts Clan, they would certainly not let him off easily. Although he was not afraid with his current strength, he had to consider one possibility: the chance that the Sovereigns of the Four Divine Beasts might intervene.

To a Paragon Highgod, the Four Divine Beasts Clan was nothing, but behind the clan stood Sovereigns. Although the unspoken rule among Sovereigns was that as long as one did not kill a Sovereign's offspring, they would not intervene even if they were taught a lesson, this was not a formal Sovereign pact—merely an unspoken rule.

Rumor had it that countless years ago, the Sovereigns of the Four Divine Beasts had personally stepped in to help their clan deal with a Highgod. Although it was unclear if this was true after so much time, if they truly intervened to kill a Paragon Highgod, the worst that would happen was losing some face in front of other Sovereigns.

Judging by the Four Divine Beasts Clan's style of conduct, their Sovereigns were likely not easy to talk to, and given their personalities, they might not care much about such rules.

Ren did not know if the Sovereigns of the Four Divine Beasts would lower their status to take action. He dared not entrust his life to others, so the only way was to obtain the protection of a Ruler of Rules. Only a Ruler of Rules could directly deter the Sovereigns of the Four Divine Beasts.

"It seems a trip to the Nether Mountain is necessary." His short black hair fluttered in the wind, and a cold glint flashed in Ren's clear eyes. Having made up his mind, he turned into a stream of light and headed rapidly toward the teleportation array.

The Four Divine Beasts Clan was unaware of Ren's departure and continued to lead their combat team toward the Bifu Continent with great momentum. Even if they knew, it likely wouldn't change anything; after all, the primary purpose of their operation was to use overwhelming strength to intimidate everyone in the divine planes.

Tia and Gaia had naturally considered whether Ren might hear the news and flee, but they didn't care. Even if Ren ran, he could only escape temporarily. The Four Divine Beasts Clan had influence all over the divine planes; if they truly wanted to hunt him down, Ren would have nowhere to hide.

In the Blood Peak Continent, within the Lianyun Mountain Range, deep in the mountains, lay a lake a thousand miles in diameter. The surface of the lake was shrouded in mist year-round, and in the center of the lake was a small island covered in flower gardens.

In the center of the island stood a simple conical palace. A man with long blood-red hair and curved blood-colored markings between his brows sat quietly at a stone table, with two maids waiting silently behind him.

If an outsider were to see this scene, they would be shocked, for these two maids were famous Seven-Star Demons of the Blood Peak Continent, yet they were now content to act as ordinary maids. The identity of the blood-red-haired man went without saying.

Blood Peak Sovereign—Pash, the ruler of the Blood Peak Continent and one of the Seven Sovereigns of Hell.

"Hmm? What are the Four Divine Beasts up to?" Pash, who had been wiping a chess piece, suddenly looked up, his brows furrowed as he muttered in surprise.

As the nominal ruler of the Blood Peak Continent, Pash would occasionally observe the continent to see if anything interesting was happening. After all, in the long years, Sovereigns were very bored and always tried to find something interesting to do.

Just a moment ago, Pash had suddenly discovered that the Four Divine Beasts Clan had gathered a large group of experts and was flying majestically toward the Star Fog Sea, as if they were about to go to war with someone.

"Strange. With the strength of the Four Divine Beasts Clan, who would they need so many people to fight?" Pash put down the chess piece and fell into deep thought. Although he did not interact much with the Four Divine Beasts, their ancestral home was in the Blood Peak Continent, and he knew them quite well after all these years.

The Four Divine Beasts Clan acted with extreme arrogance. No matter who got into a conflict with their people or why, they would unconditionally favor their own. Coupled with the overbearing behavior of their clansmen, even though they were powerful, they would occasionally encounter people who fought them to the death in anger. Thus, the clan would send out experts to handle things from time to time.

However, the lineup dispatched this time left Pash somewhat bewildered. Seven Asuras and thirty Seven-Star Demons leading the team—such a lineup could engage any squad other than a Paragon Highgod on the Planar Battlefield. But it was not yet time for the Planar War, and the Four Divine Beasts Clan never participated in it anyway.

"They couldn't possibly be going to war with the Augusta Clan, could they? If that were true, Reding and the others must have authorized it. Are the four of them planning to go to war with the Radiant Overlord? Forget it, let them be. It has nothing to do with me anyway."

Pash pondered for a moment, shook his head, and lowered his head to continue wiping his chess piece. Although the piece was already spotless, Pash seemed to enjoy the sensation of wiping it, cleaning it every so often. On the surface, he looked just like a little old man in a material plane who was only interested in playing chess.