Entering the Plane Battlefield

"Yes, the next match will be the Netherworld against the Bright God Plane." Audebeu explained, "The Sovereign hopes that we can represent the Netherworld in battle. Not just us—Emissaries of the Netherworld's other Lord Gods will participate as well."

At that moment, the Death Sovereign above spoke. "Sean, I will not force you in this matter. It is fine if you do not wish to go. But if you do go and help our Netherworld achieve final victory, I will naturally reward you generously. Even if we lose, as long as you participate, there will still be rewards;

Furthermore, you should know that the badges of enemy Commanders in the Plane Battlefield can be exchanged for Sovereign Artifacts. That is something you deserve in the first place.

Given your strength, as well as the Four Divine Beasts Family hunting you down, I think you should make the trip. If you gain another Soul Defense Lord God Artifact, or use this opportunity to break through to Paragon, then you will no longer have anything to fear."

Audebeu's expression froze after hearing this. He looked at Sean in surprise. For the Sovereign to speak of him this way, Sean's Death Rule cultivation had surely reached its final step;

No wonder, from the Sovereign's tone, she seemed to value Sean even more than Audebeu.

After thinking it over, Sean said, "Sovereign, I am willing to participate."

He also wanted to witness the peak battle of the God Planes. Perhaps he truly might be able to break through to Paragon;

And the Death Sovereign was right. He was merely difficult to kill, not truly invincible like a Paragon. If multiple Lord God Emissaries of the Four Divine Beasts surrounded him, along with several members of the Four Divine Beasts Family using their Innate Divine Abilities against him, it would still be extremely dangerous.

Only by obtaining another Soul Defense Lord God Artifact could he be considered truly safe. At worst, he would be banished, but given the powerful Soul Seed talent he had displayed, the Death Sovereign might even retrieve him from Space Turbulence;

More importantly, by going to the Plane Battlefield, he would have the chance to obtain other people's Sovereign Artifacts. Then he could discover what the Soul Pearl's "devouring" desire really was and perhaps uncover some of its secrets.

The Death Sovereign smiled. "Very well. Discuss it among yourselves. Also, I will have the Prefect Lord of Hongyang Prefecture step down and give the position to you. That way, you can enter the Plane Battlefield directly as a Commander."

"Thank you, Sovereign," Sean said with a smile.

He had originally been planning to challenge a Nine Nether Domain Commander. Now, he had unexpectedly been appointed Prefect Lord directly by a Lord God.

The former Prefect Lord of Hongyang Prefecture was probably rather unlucky.

After the Death Sovereign left, Audebeu looked at Sean and smiled. "Sean, how about we go together? I specialize in physical attacks, while you specialize in souls. We make a fine combination."

"Sure." Sean naturally agreed.

Audebeu's two Sovereign Artifacts were an Offensive Physical Lord God Artifact of the Destruction Rule and a soul defense artifact. His soul defense was invincible, somewhat similar to Wuman's in the original story. He himself was a divine beast, exceptionally skilled in physical attacks, and possessed an unknown Innate Divine Ability. Only his speed was somewhat lacking.

But in terms of killing power on the Plane Battlefield, he might even surpass Sean. Sean's Soul Seed would be very useful when he was besieged by large numbers of lower-level experts, but against Commander-level opponents, it would be difficult to plant Soul Seeds. Especially after the enemy used Sovereign's Might—he had never tried it and did not know whether it would succeed.

Torres said, "I'll go with you too, but I won't take part in the Final Battle. My soul defense is inadequate."

Audebeu smiled. "Suit yourself. Whether you participate in the Final Battle is up to you. The Sovereign will not force you."

"Audebeu, you are not a Prefect Lord, are you? You are a Nine Nether Domain Commander?" Sean asked.

Audebeu smiled. "That's right. I am the Commander of Blackwater Territory. In the Netherworld, nearly all experts know the Prefect Lords, but Commanders are far less well-known."

"Then that's good." Sean nodded and asked, "When will the Plane War begin?"

"In a little over a hundred thousand years." Audebeu said, "We'll stay at Nether Mountain during those years. It will also be a good chance for us to spar."

"Alright." Sean nodded. "But sparring between you and me is rather meaningless."

The two of them truly countered each other. Neither could do anything to the other;

His Soul Attack was ineffective against Audebeu, but Audebeu's Offensive Physical Lord God Artifact could not kill him either.

In the blink of an eye, the time it took for twelve Sky-Shading Great Emperors to fall had passed.

For a God Plane, that amount of time was nothing. Sean, Audebeu, and Torres arrived together in the Nine Nether Domain.

Before they had even drawn close, they discovered that the number of Highgods on the surrounding sea was far greater than elsewhere.

"So many Netherworld experts have gathered here," Sean said with a sigh.

Audebeu said indifferently, "They are just a group of Four-star and Five-Star Demons. I would not even want people like them as ordinary soldiers on the Plane Battlefield."

"Haha, true." Sean nodded.

In other regions of the Netherworld, a Five-Star Demon could establish a powerful tribe and command countless God-level lives. But here, they were merely the most ordinary sort of existence. Even if they wanted to become soldiers and enter the Plane Battlefield, they needed the consent of a Nine Nether Domain Commander;

But under normal circumstances, Commanders would not agree. The final stage of the Plane War was fought within the passageway, where numbers were of little use. The higher the quality of one side's experts, and the more Seven-Star Level experts it had, the more likely it was to win. A large number of Five-Star Demons would instead only hold them back.

"Come, let's go to my territory." Audebeu continued. "There are still five thousand years before the Plane Battlefield opens. I'll take you to visit the other Nine Nether Domain Commanders. They are all peak experts of the Netherworld, with an average strength considerably greater than that of the eighty-one Netherworld Prefect Lords."

"Alright." Sean naturally agreed.

He was now an Emissary of the Netherworld's Sovereign, making him one of the most peak God-level beings in the entire plane, aside from Paragons;

It was time for him to get acquainted with the other peak experts. During the Final Battle, they might have to coordinate with one another. Under those circumstances, even peak Asuras could fall.

Five thousand years passed quickly. Sean visited the territories of eighty Commanders, though more than a dozen were absent, and he did not know where they had gone;

Nine Nether Domain, Flame Bone Mountain, was wreathed entirely in flames.

Tens of thousands of Highgods were entering an ancient, pitch-black castle one by one. This was the only passage into the Plane Battlefield;

Sean and the others stood above, observing. Audebeu laughed. "Haha, the Plane War has finally begun. This time, I must obtain enough badges."

"How many more do you need?" Sean asked.

Audebeu replied with a faint smile, "Three more, and I can exchange them for my third Sovereign Artifact."

"Impressive," Sean said in surprise.

Worthy of being the Death Sovereign's foremost Emissary. He had clearly participated in who knew how many Plane Battlefields. If he obtained a full set of three Sovereign Artifacts, he would truly be invincible.

Audebeu added, "Let's go. It is time for us to enter."

Sean nodded. He then followed Audebeu as they flew into the castle. Inside was a spatial gate, and after seeing it, Sean flew through it together with the others.