Complete the Final Point Mission (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

A hundred years passed in a flash.

Zhang Dong made another trip to the Boundary Heart Continent. His clone's cultivation progressed swiftly, and before long, he comprehended the Pole Divine Heart, opened his Divine Sea, and became a First Heaven Realm Deity, stabilizing himself within the sect for the time being.

The next step was simply to become a Fourth Heaven Realm Deity within the allotted time. There was no time limit for becoming a True Deity—he just needed to break through before his lifespan ran out.

His true body arrived at the Boundary Heart Continent, originally planning to open the Divine Sea, but after careful thought, he set it aside for now.

Becoming a Deity was an elevation of life essence, and the soul's strength would also undergo a leap.

As a Transcendent, even if his realm was high, without upgrading, his soul essence was only comparable to a King-level Immortal. Zhang Dong had also mastered the technique of splitting the soul's origin, so there was no need to worry about the soul becoming too powerful.

But if he opened the Divine Sea and became a Deity, his soul essence would undergo a transition, and even the splitting technique would be useless.

To possess someone, the difference in soul strength between the two parties couldn't be too great.

A Realm Lord, even with a body of thousands of times the gene count, simply couldn't bear a Deity-level soul.

The Bitter Snow Vine was large and had a thousandfold gene count. Zhang Dong estimated that even without weakening his soul origin, he could successfully possess a King-level being.

"Gao Li, prepare yourself. I'm going to do the mission now, and then we'll return to the Imperial Capital Star."

Zhang Dong pushed open the door of the meditation chamber and walked out. His entire aura was completely different from before. When Gao Li looked at Zhang Dong, he even felt as if he were gazing upon a Cosmic Venerable.

In a hundred years of cultivation, he had already comprehended Dead Object Teleportation, and both his Time and Space insights had reached the level of the sixteenth floor of the Heavenly Bridge.

But the most crucial thing was the First-Class Divine Heart.

Every First-Class Divine Heart was a part of the laws of heaven and earth.

"Yes." Gao Li lowered his head in acknowledgment, muttering inwardly, "I wonder what strength His Highness has now. He's clearly only a Domain Lord, but why do I feel like he could crush me with a flick of his finger? It must be an illusion."

Gao Li didn't think any Domain Lord could be that heaven-defying. Even if their law comprehension was high, the gap in power was still there.

But he wasn't wrong in his feeling.

Zhang Dong was at the First-Class Divine Heart realm, and because of the Jade Green Bubble, he could borrow power across worlds. Even without opening the Divine Sea, he far surpassed the so-called limit of a deity.

In terms of the Devouring Starry Sky World, that was King-level Invincible.

An Immortal God of Gao Li's caliber—Zhang Dong could annihilate him with a snap of his fingers.

"Your Highness." King Huo Yi also walked out. His first impression upon seeing Zhang Dong was similar to Gao Li's.

How did it feel like Zhang Dong could crush him to death too?

King Huo Yi found it strange in his heart. How could he, a dignified King-level Immortal, have such a feeling?

"I'll be leaving after I finish the mission. Thank you for your hospitality during this time, King Huo Yi." Zhang Dong clasped his hands. "If anything comes up in the future, just send me a message in the Virtual Universe."

King Huo Yi smiled and nodded.

He still hadn't realized just how heavy Zhang Dong's words were.

Inside the prison of the Feather Slaughter Clan.

Elder Xu Jin personally brought Zhang Dong there, driving away all the guards and the juniors undergoing training, sending them hundreds of billions of kilometers away from the area.

The vast prison now held only him, Zhang Dong, and countless prisoners.

"Zhang Dong, how many Realm Lords do you plan to kill this time?" Elder Xu Jin asked softly.

There were no restrictions on the process. Zhang Dong could fight them one by one, or if he found it troublesome, he could take on several at once.

Zhang Dong replied casually, "All of them together. I'll finish this and then leave."

Fighting a group of Realm Lords—even if Realm Lord Ke Di himself came, he would be crushed by Zhang Dong, let alone these alien races.

Elder Xu Jin was stunned.

"All of them?" Elder Xu Jin said in surprise. "The strongest among your mission targets would require you to be at the level of the fifteenth floor of the human Heavenly Bridge to kill."

Zhang Dong looked calmly at Elder Xu Jin and didn't answer.

"Heavens, what kind of monster is this?" Elder Xu Jin marveled inwardly. "A hundred years ago, he should have been at the twelfth floor of the Heavenly Bridge. A little over a hundred years later, he's at the fifteenth floor. How does he cultivate?"

Even though a hundred years had already passed, Elder Xu Jin was still deeply shocked.

He brought out ten selected Realm Lords from the prison and used his abilities to create a vast small world in the void for Zhang Dong to carry out his mission.

Within the world he himself created, he could directly upload the footage through the Virtual Universe, ensuring the information remained confidential.

The world was magnificent, hundreds of kilometers in diameter. Such a vast world, Elder Xu Jin could create with a single thought.

Inside was an endless desert, with gravity roughly forty million times that of Earth.

Among the ten alien Realm Lords, seven were from the Demon Race, and the other three were from minor races, all Realm Lords attached to peak clans fighting in the Outer Domain Battlefield.

"Where am I now?" A centipede-like Demon Race member arrived first. Its entire body was crimson, its aura astonishing, with a thousand legs—dense, tiny feet that looked extremely disgusting.

This was a member of the Demon Race's royal clan, a Realm Lord who had come to the Outer Domain Battlefield to train, only to be captured and imprisoned for less than five hundred years.

Only a Demon Race royal clan member, with their law comprehension, was qualified to be Zhang Dong's mission target.

But Elder Xu Jin would never have imagined that the higher-ups of the Virtual Universe Company no longer cared about this mission at all.

Zhang Dong had already passed the Domain Lord-level Primordial Heaven-Reaching Mountain—what was a mere maximum-point mission compared to that?

The other nine alien Realm Lords also appeared one after another, looking around, feeling a chill run down their spines—were they about to be executed? Or enslaved?

"Damn aliens! If you're going to kill us, just do it! What's the meaning of bringing us here?!"

That Crimson Centipede roared, sending countless clouds of dust flying, trembling across tens of thousands of miles. If this were the outside world, the force of that single roar could plunge an ordinary living planet into a Great Extinction.

"Shut up, vermin." Zhang Dong, clad in armor and gripping a blade, descended from ten thousand miles high, his gaze icy cold: "What I hate most is stinking bugs like you with too many legs. Today, I'll kill you first."

The ten aliens all turned their eyes to the sky—there was a human figure.

"Kill me?! Just you, a mere human Domain Lord!" The Crimson Centipede laughed instead of getting angry: "I've dominated the Outer Domain Battlefield, even crossed blows with Immortal-level powerhouses, and you dare claim you can kill me!"

The next moment, the endless dust and sand began to explode, the surrounding environment shifted, and a World Projection descended!

This World Projection covered a full hundred thousand kilometers in range, its might surging, aiming to crush Zhang Dong directly.

Against an ordinary Domain Lord Ninth Stage, this move alone would usually end the fight.

"Such a weak realm. Even if I only use the laws of the Primordial Universe, I could easily trample this kind of vermin." Zhang Dong, however, was completely unaffected.

His realm was too high. This kind of large-scale area technique was only good for bullying the weak; it had little effect against opponents of equal rank, let alone against Zhang Dong.