Victory in the Plane War

The Soul Poison I refined over a hundred million years was used up in one go, but being able to banish a Paragon made it worthwhile. Sean felt it had been a fair trade.

Ordinary Soul Poison refined through the Death Rule was highly valuable in the God Planes, but it was mostly used in tribal warfare or against ordinary Highgods.

Of course, poison refined through the peak Death Rule was barely effective against Seven-Star Level experts, but it was not particularly useful against opponents of the same level.

Yet the Soul Pearl deep within Sean's soul could not only enhance his Soul Seed's Soul Bewilderment ability, but also greatly increase the power of the Soul Poison he refined through the Soul Pearl's power. It could have a major effect even on experts of the same level.

Over these hundred million years, he had continuously refined Soul Poison, putting considerable effort into it.

Before his conflict with the Four Divine Beasts Family, however, he had kept a low profile. His three-way mutation combined with his profound mysteries was enough to effortlessly kill Seven-Star Demons in seconds.

And against the Four Divine Beasts Family, there had been no need to use this trump card. It was meant for super experts. The Four Divine Beasts Family merely had more people and more Sovereign's Might. When he had planned Tashan's death before, if it had failed, he might have used this move.

Now, enhanced by his Willpower, it had successfully injured a Fate Paragon of the same level.

In another place, the effect might not have been so great, but beside a spatial rift, it gave him the opportunity to banish him.

A Sovereign would probably rescue him, but Sean was a soul mutant. The profound mysteries of different kinds could continue to fuse, and he also had the Soul Pearl. Once he grew stronger in the future, he would have a chance to truly kill Magnus.

By then, he would have an excuse as well. He could simply say that it was an even more powerful ultimate technique he had developed after becoming a Paragon.

On both sides of the Star River passage, no one made a move.

Several dozen angels stared at Sean, who stood in the middle of the Star River passage like a god. They were still hesitating over whether to attack when the leader seemed to receive a message. He immediately sent a telepathic message to the others. "The Sovereign has ordered us to return."

The other angels relaxed upon receiving the order. They were loyal to the Sovereign, but that did not mean they did not want to live while they still could.

Sean also saw the Bright angels retreating. He immediately spread out his divine sense and locked onto the Netherworld Commander. "Kase, arrange the attack at once."

"Yes, Mr. Sean," Kase replied telepathically from the rear camp of the Netherworld.

At the same time, he felt some regret. Though he had exchanged a few words with Sean before, he had not taken him seriously. Now that Sean was a Paragon, such a connection would be hard to establish.

"Kill!"

Upon receiving the order, the Netherworld soldiers and Commanders immediately charged forward.

The victory of their side's Paragon greatly boosted their morale, while the Bright God Plane's soldiers and Commanders naturally felt the opposite.

At the same time, they looked fearfully at Sean in the sky. Even their own angels had fled, making them even less willing to keep risking their lives.

With morale soaring, the Netherworld army charged forward in crushing fashion, all the way to the entrance of the Bright God Plane passage.

Then, with a hum, dazzling seven-colored light appeared above the Star River. This was the mark that appeared when one side achieved victory.

The Netherworld had won on both passages. The victor of this Plane War was the Netherworld.

"Ha ha, we won!"

"We survived! Ha ha!"

"I have twenty-six badges. Together with the ones I had before, I can exchange them for a drop of Sovereign's Might. How many do you have?"

Many soldiers cheered in celebration, as did some of the Commanders. Since the Netherworld had won, they would receive rewards from the Sovereign as well. Of course, everyone knew that the main reason they had won this Plane War was Sean, this newly ascended Paragon.

Many Commanders and soldiers returned along the passage. When they saw Sean floating in the middle of the passage, no one dared approach him and could only detour around him.

The Plane War had ended, and there were no longer any restrictions among those of the same camp. If someone provoked an expert and was killed, no one would question it.

A hundred thousand li away from the Plane passage, several dozen figures floated in the air.

"We won!" several shadowy figures said happily.

"Congratulations, Death Sovereign. Your emissary has become a Paragon and even helped our Netherworld win this Plane War."

A Death Lord God spoke to the Death Sovereign.

"Ha ha, a Death Rule Paragon truly is formidable. He can use Sovereign's Might through his Soul Seed and defeat a peak Asura. I am even a little envious," an elderly man radiating golden light said with a laugh.

The Death Sovereign glanced at the old man. "Orloff, your Fate Rule has its own wonders as well. Each of the Four Rules has its strengths. There is nothing to envy."

"Yes. What a pity we cannot study other laws and rules." Orloff sighed.

All his life, he had researched all sorts of ultimate techniques and divine beasts, yet he could not solve the most fundamental problem: without talent, it was impossible to cultivate other rules or laws. At most, one could control a little of that type of energy.

Another shadowy man beside them said, "Orloff, talent is part of the Laws of the World, something controlled by the Supreme Gods. We Sovereigns should not even think about it."

"Yes." Orloff smiled. "Utred, Lilith, the Plane War is over. We are leaving."

The Death Sovereign teased, "You should hurry to the Space Turbulence and fish him out. Otherwise, if too much time passes, he will be very difficult to find."

Orloff chuckled. "Augusta was the one who hired him, so naturally Augusta should be the one to rescue him."

With that, he turned and left. The Bright Master beside him also glanced at the distant Plane passage, his expression rather unpleasant.

He had paid a great price to hire Magnus for this Plane War, yet they had still lost. It was utterly humiliating. But no one could have imagined that someone on the Netherworld side would break through to become a Paragon right on the Plane passage.

He then sent a telepathic message. "Orloff, two Paragons should be about equally strong. Yet Magnus seemed to have suffered a soul injury at the final moment. Is the Death Rule really that powerful? Was its Soul Attack even stronger than the Fate Rule?"

"That is rather strange. We can ask Magnus once he has been rescued." Orloff did not understand either. "Perhaps it was some sort of ultimate technique. I would like to know what happened as well."

Although he possessed a Soul Defense Supreme Artifact and feared no Soul Attack, and although his primary field of research was material attacks, he would not refuse any opportunity to become stronger in soul attacks or defense.

Augusta replied, "I will have the Light-element Sovereigns join the search. Magnus should still be near the Plane Battlefield."

After the Sovereigns of the Light God Realm and the Heavenly Realm left,

Utred added, "I'm leaving as well. Lilith, congratulations on gaining a Paragon emissary."

With that, he led the Sovereigns of Hell away, directly tearing through space and departing through the Space Turbulence.

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