Final Battle of the Planes

Although he had seen it, he did not rush to take it. Instead, from a great distance away, he controlled his divine sense and condensed a stream of Life Divine Power into a vine. It gradually wrapped around the longsword and dragged it underground.

Under the vine's control, the longsword slowly flew over from beneath the ground. Once it approached Sean, he directly stored it in his Space Ring.

"Thump, thump, thump~~" Sean's heart pounded fiercely. He did not know whether any Sovereigns were watching at this moment.

Though the odds should have been extremely, extremely low. After all, Linley's soul mutation had gone undiscovered for thirty-four years. What had just happened to him had only lasted an instant. It could not be such a coincidence that a Sovereign happened to see it.

Still, out of caution, he waited several hours. Once he sensed nothing unusual, he returned to the same area. After descending deep underground, his divine sense entered his Space Ring and sensed that Sovereign Artifact.

The Soul Pearl deep within his soul once again produced that urge to "devour," far stronger than before.

Sean forcibly withdrew his divine sense, and that urge gradually faded.

It feels like if I really give the Sovereign Artifact to the Soul Pearl, it'll destroy it.

Sean was almost certain. The Soul Pearl's craving seemed to stem from a lack of something, like how ordinary creatures wanted to eat when they were hungry.

But he was still on the Plane Battlefield. If he caused any energy fluctuations and was surrounded by others again, he would be in danger. And if a Sovereign truly came looking for him, he would have to return the Sovereign Artifact.

He would wait until he got out and returned to a Material Plane before investigating further. Separated by a Material Plane, even if he did something to the Sovereign Artifact, the Sovereigns in the God Planes might not sense it.

Several hundred more years passed.

A set of Green Armor was once again placed into Sean's Space Ring while he remained hidden, after which he continued resting with his eyes closed.

"There's a little over a year until the Final Battle. I need to head back." Sean calculated the time. It was time for him to return to his own camp.

He had long since returned to the Netherworld's territory. Since he was merely waiting for others to fight, staying on his own side was far safer.

Over the past few hundred years, he had picked up a total of six Sovereign Artifacts. All of them had owners, and he had placed them in his Space Ring. As long as the Sovereigns had not discovered him when he collected those Sovereign Artifacts, no one would ever be able to find him afterward.

After choosing a route, Sean quickly returned to the camp.

"Commander Sean." A squad of soldiers passed by. Upon seeing Sean, their captain hurriedly greeted him.

Sean glanced at the captain and asked, "Have Audebeu and Torres returned?"

"They have already returned," the captain replied.

"Good." Sean nodded, then swiftly flew deeper into the camp.

"Audebeu, Torres." As Sean approached their tent, his divine sense swept over them.

"Haha, Sean." Audebeu laughed heartily and emerged from the tent with Torres. "I knew you'd be fine. Torres was worried about you."

"I'm half a turtle shell myself. I'm not that easy to kill." Sean smiled.

It would be difficult to kill him. Even without the Soul Pearl's formidable recovery ability, it would take at least four or five Commanders who had reached the pinnacle in soul-based combat joining forces to have a chance.

Of course, if he encountered someone with exceptionally strong material attacks, they might not be able to kill him, but they could still banish him.

Unless one became a Paragon, one could never truly be considered invincible.

"True enough." Audebeu asked, "The Final Battle is in a year. Are you taking part?"

"Of course. I promised." Sean nodded. "But I'll only do my best. I won't take risks."

He had to at least make an effort to fulfill the Death Sovereign's request. Given his achievements in the soul and the Soul Pearl's powerful recovery ability, the risk was low as long as it was not a Ten Consecutive Victories Final Battle and he did not encounter a Paragon.

Besides, he was no fool. He would not charge forward to kill enemies himself. He was a soul expert who specialized in long-range attacks, so all he needed to do was hide in the rear and attack.

"Haha, good." Audebeu laughed. "Then rest well. In a year, the Final Battle will begin."

In the blink of an eye, a year passed, and the Netherworld's army was fully prepared.

Above the Star River:

"Boom~~~" Two immense surges of energy erupted from the center. Even Sean, standing far away, felt his heart tremble at their terrifying power.

Before long, two passages took shape. There were no spatial rifts in the middle of the passages, but they surrounded them completely. Fighting here, anyone near the edges could easily fall into one.

"The Final Battle has finally begun!"

Many people around Sean began cheering. Several Commanders and a vast army of disciplined soldiers surged wildly into one of the passages.

"Haha, Final Battle, here I come."

A familiar voice rang out. Sean turned his head and saw that it was actually Leis Jing.

Leis Jing seemed to sense Sean as well. After turning to look at him, he laughed. "Eh, it's you. How about we kill enemies together later?"

When they had traveled outside before, Sean had not been much help to their group, and since they did not know each other, neither side had fully trusted the other. But now that it was the Final Battle, every Commander was a mainstay of combat power.

Moreover, within these passages, anyone who dared deliberately attack an ally would be executed by the Sovereigns. Thus, they could be at ease.

"Sure." Sean naturally agreed.

Audebeu gave Leis Jing a surprised look. He knew this son of the Hell Lord God as well, but had never associated with him. He had not expected Sean to know him.

Leis Jing said, "Stay close to me later. My Purple Thorn Space can protect you."

"Thanks." Audebeu laughed heartily.

All peak experts skilled in material attacks knew just how powerful Leis Jing's Purple Thorn Space was as support. Unfortunately, it was an Innate Divine Ability, so no one else could learn it.

The three entered the passage together. At this moment, a great number of experts were already fighting in the center of the passage, and Commanders had begun battling one another as well.

Sovereign Artifacts, Sovereign's Might, large-scale material attacks and Soul Attacks, Innate Divine Abilities. All kinds of ultimate techniques slaughtered countless lives every second.

Although Sean was considered decisive and ruthless in the God Planes, he had never witnessed slaughter among such a vast number of experts. The people from the Four Divine Beasts Family who had besieged him before had possessed Sovereign's Might aside from the soldiers, but in every other regard, they had been far inferior.

And the deaths of so many God level experts seemed to loosen, ever so slightly, the bottleneck he had been unable to break through for so long.

"Sean, Audebeu, let's kill our way through together." Destruction Lord God Power emanated from Leis Jing's body. The soldiers who entered his space seemed to fall into a quagmire.

Sean did not hold back. One Soul Attack after another reaped their lives. Leis Jing was the same; his Soul Attacks did not seem much weaker than Sean's.

"I've found targets. There are two Commanders over there without Defense Sovereign Artifacts."

Audebeu suddenly pointed toward the front left.

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