The Dark Lord's Visit

At Paragon speed, it would take only half a year to reach Nether Mountain.

Before long, Sean arrived at the Nether Hotel. Seeing the red-clad girl fishing, he flew nearby and bowed. "Greetings, Sovereign."

"You've been quite busy lately, haven't you?" the Death Sovereign said with a smile. "I saw you running all over the Netherworld, seemingly investigating something."

Sean immediately replied, "Sovereign, my descendants are still in the Material Plane. I want to find a suitable place and bring them to the Netherworld."

This was an answer he had prepared long ago, and it was perfectly reasonable.

Sure enough, just as he had expected, his actions could not be hidden from a Lord God. With a single thought, a Lord God's divine sense could cover an entire God Plane. Back when he had merely been a Seven-Star Demon, no Lord God would have paid attention to him. But now that he was a Paragon, once a Lord God noticed him with their divine sense, they might keep an eye on him for some time.

Fortunately, he had been extremely cautious. All communication had taken place through voice transmission after using Soul Seeds, or through directly searching memories. Although the Lord Gods might know that he was transmitting messages or searching souls, they could not intercept the conversations.

The Death Sovereign glanced at Sean. "For something like that, you only need to mention it. You can choose anywhere you want, and I'll send the Lord God Army to help you. The Nether Sea would work too, though it would be better to stay within my territory. The Nether Continent is mine."

"Thank you, Sovereign." Sean could only agree.

The Death Sovereign continued, "My Lord God avatar is on Nether Mountain. Go up there. There happens to be a guest looking for you."

"A guest? Which Lord God?" Sean asked.

Anyone the Death Sovereign called a guest had to be a Lord God, and most likely not an ordinary one.

Of course, other Paragons who came to visit the Death Sovereign could barely be considered guests as well. But if a Paragon were looking for him, they would not disturb a Lord God.

The Death Sovereign replied, "You'll know once you go up. We originally planned to find you directly, but we discovered that you were heading toward Nether Mountain, so we waited for you."

"Alright, then I'll head up first." Sean gave a slight bow and departed.

On Nether Mountain, Sean flew at high speed. Along the way, he saw quite a few Highgods struggling painfully to survive amid the white mist. Though he watched only briefly, he found it rather interesting.

At that moment, he understood why so many Lord Gods liked to create dangerous places, filling them with treasures that were fairly valuable to God-level experts and drawing them in to die. Perhaps it added a little amusement to the boring lives of Lord Gods.

Sean soon reached the mountaintop and ran into Audebeu.

"Sean?" Audebeu said joyfully. "You're back?"

Sean smiled. "Yes. I'll go see the Lord God first, then we can talk later."

"Alright," Audebeu said.

After entering the palace, Sean discovered two people standing in the main hall. One was naturally the Death Sovereign. He did not recognize the other, but when his divine sense swept over the man, it received no response whatsoever. This person had to be a Lord God.

"Greetings, Sovereign. Greetings, Lord God," Sean said with a bow.

The Death Sovereign smiled. "Sean, this is the Dark Lord. He came specifically to see you."

"Greetings, Dark Lord." Sean then asked, "May I ask why you sought me out, Sovereign?"

The Dark Lord asked, "Sean, you are a Paragon of the Death Rule. Can you create Soul Stripping Fragments?"

"Soul Stripping Fragments?" Sean thought for a moment before replying, "Sovereign, before becoming a Paragon, I also tried to strip away soul fragments. I occasionally succeeded, though the odds were low.

"Now that I'm a Paragon, the success rate should theoretically be higher. But I only became a Paragon recently and haven't tried it yet."

In the original work, Dannington, a Paragon of the Death Rule, could strip soul fragments. However, this was not an ability unique to Paragons. Peak Death Rule Asuras could attempt it as well, but the success rate was terrifyingly low, it consumed tremendous effort, and the stripped fragments were of poor quality.

Sean had tried it before, hoping to help some of his family descendants with poorer talent. Yet after several million years of effort, he had produced only one fragment, and it had contained merely a low-level Profundity.

The Dark Lord smiled. "Since you were able to succeed in the past, you can certainly do so now that you are a Paragon. I would like you to help me strip a fragment of the Evil Profundity. One of my descendants is stuck on the final Profundity."

"Alright. However, the Evil Profundity is a high-level Profundity within the Dark Law. Finding a Saint Domain expert proficient in it may be difficult." Naturally, Sean would not refuse. This matter was not particularly difficult.

Perhaps he might even have a chance to obtain information about the dual-element Darkness and Death Lord God who had been killed in ancient times.

The Dark Lord said, "Don't worry about that. I've already found quite a few such people. You only need to strip their Soul Stripping Fragments."

"Then there's no problem," Sean replied.

The Death Sovereign added, "Sean, since the Dark Lord needs your help, go with him to the Dark God Plane first. Once you finish, come back and find me."

"Yes, Sovereign," Sean said.

The Dark Lord looked at the Death Sovereign again. "My lady, I'll take Sean to the Dark God Plane first. Once the matter is finished, I'll send him back."

The Death Sovereign nodded with a smile.

A space rift several meters wide suddenly appeared within the main hall, revealing the terrifying Space Turbulence inside.

The Dark Lord wrapped Sean in Sovereign's Might. "Sean, it will be closer if we travel through the Space Turbulence to the Dark God Plane."

"Whatever is convenient for you, Sovereign," Sean replied.

Within the beautiful, dreamlike Space Turbulence, Sean gazed outside through the protection of Sovereign's Might. Those beautiful scenes contained horrifying destructive power. Only a very small number of objects could remain safely within them.

Being able to fly through the most dangerous Space Turbulence gave Sean an intense desire deep within his heart.

Now that he might have a chance to obtain a Sovereign Spark, he had to become a Lord God.

Soon, the two arrived at the Dark God Plane.

"This is the Mist Source on the Phantom Night Continent of the Dark God Plane," the Dark Lord explained. "It is also where I reside. If you come to travel through the God Planes in the future, you may visit me here as well."

Even Sovereigns treated Paragons politely, especially Paragons of the Death Rule, who possessed so many bizarre abilities.

"I have been to the Dark God Plane before, though it was on the Anling Continent," Sean replied.

"Haha, that continent is my territory too." The Dark Lord led Sean through a Mist Sea.

Sean spread out his divine sense. There were actually several pools here, each a hundred meters in diameter. They were the Dark Angel Rebirth Pools.