Severing the Sun!

Decades later.

At his family's insistence, Dante, having finally achieved Legendary Realm, left the Feland World and followed the veins of the World Tree.

He embarked on a long trek upwards, avoiding the giant leaf-eating insects on the World Tree's branches, conversing with the Forest Elf and insect hunters along the way, and occasionally stopping at the insect hunter towns built by the Forest Elf and their retinue on the World Tree 'World Tree branches.

Three months later.

He finally reached the crown of the World Tree and landed on a leaf at the top of the tree.

Although it was just a small leaf to the World Tree, it appeared to Dante as vast as a continent.

On this leaf, he saw a path of gray footprints, trodden by countless people, leading upwards along the veins of the leaf.

He paused at the veins of a leaf, looked up, and saw the magnificent Paradise Mountain floating above, its endless radiance warming his body and soul.

Above him, one can walk along the tips of the leaves to the very top of the World Tree.

That's the entrance to Paradise Mountain.

At the treetops, the expanse was equally breathtaking!

There, the Angel built a Holy City for guidance, called the Tree Crown City, specifically to guide the people of the Prime Material Plane who come here.

The inhabitants of the Prime Material Plane in the upper layers of the World Tree possess the right to ascend to the Sixth Paradise Mountain.

Of course, one needs to be tested, such as in terms of ability, temperament, and character.

Many people stayed in Tree Crown City to hone their skills because they failed one of the tests.

The middle and lower worlds require passing through the upper world before entering the Sixth Paradise Mountain.

In the middle and upper worlds, there are checkpoints set up by Legendary forces of Forest Elf.

In the lower and middle worlds, the levels are constructed by the Death Angel dispatched by Aeryta, the Lady of the Trees of the Supreme Underworld, who filter out beings who wish to ascend.

Dante was fortunate; he was a citizen of the upper Prime Material Plane of Feland, and after revealing his presence at the gates of Tree Crown City Tree Crown City, he was able to enter.

He successfully passed the test of the Tree Crown City Angel and entered Tree Crown City.

Although Tree Crown City is only a city of reception, it is vast and expansive, even larger than Prolaine City, which he had visited. It is a gathering place for all living beings from the myriad worlds of Paradise Mountain, and even beings from the outside world, who come here through the teleportation gate of the Sixth Paradise Mountain.

After entering Tree Crown City.

Introduced by the gatekeeper Angel, he went to the temple in the city to undergo three tests. Only by passing the tests could he enter the Sixth Paradise Mountain, and from there enter the First Layer of Hell.

Dante was somewhat worried that he wouldn't pass the test, but to his surprise, he passed it quickly. A Two-Winged Angel even led him to the Sixth Paradise Mountain, where they found a connection point.

It went incredibly smoothly.

He thus entered the First Layer of Hell.

After passing through a giant city of Devil without any trouble, they arrived at the palace of Lucifer, the Queen of Hell, and met the renowned Lord of Hell directly without having to wait in line.

When he tried to ask her for advice, the noble and beautiful Lord of Hell spoke first.

"Dante, you've come from Feland to Hell; you must have gained much along the way. Let me first see the poems you've written during this time."

So Dante handed Lucifer the poems he had written along the way.

Lucifer took it, his eyes lit up, and he smiled as he looked at it.

"Not bad, not bad at all. Your writing skills are almost as good as mine."

"Hmm~ Wolpis's judgment is indeed only slightly inferior to mine!"

"He's got something."

Dante, upon hearing the words of the Lord of Hell, was momentarily filled with trepidation.

After Lucifer finished reading it, she spoke to Dante in a very serious tone.

"Dante, I know why you've come. But for creators and artists like us, once we reach a certain level, seeking advice from others is far less effective than self-realization!"

"Alright, I'll tell you some stories about me and my Lord... um, and also about me and the Chief Angel, and so on. You write them down and turn them into poems; that will be my reward to you."

Dante was delighted upon hearing this; this was exactly the kind of story he wanted.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

"Grab your pen, listen up, I'm about to begin."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Several months later.

Dante rubbed the bloodshot in his eyes, looked at the incessantly talking Queen of Hell, and whispered a reminder.

"Your Highness, isn't your story with my lord a bit too long and too detailed?"

Lucifer raised an eyebrow.

"What does it look like? What are its details? I haven't even explained most of it yet!"

At this moment.

A clear cough came from outside the palace.

A handsome silver-haired youth walked into the palace and smiled helplessly at her.

"Sister Lucifer, Dante also has the mission of spreading the fame of Paradise Mountain. Isn't this a bit inappropriate for you?"

He simply couldn't stand it anymore.

"Moreover, I want to take him to his father's battlefield to witness that Supreme battle."

He even wanted to say it was a waste of time, but he didn't dare. This older sister wasn't as gentle as the other Angel sisters on Paradise Mountain; she really dared to beat him up.

Upon hearing this, Lucifer calmly waved his hand.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you there right away."

Then she glared at Wolpis.

"What kind of look is that? The Six Hundred and Ninety-Fifth Layer of the Abyss shattered a while ago, and I deliberately kept you around for a few months to prevent you from getting hurt."

"The situation in that dimension is slightly better now, so it's safer to go there."

"Oh!"

Wolpis quietly rolled his eyes.

When Lucifer led Wolpis and Dante to the crimson, shattered sky, they witnessed a scene that shook them to their core.

All that could be seen was a shattered sky, half dark and half crimson.

The majestic Twelve-Winged Angel Monarch, enduring attacks from more than a dozen levels of rules, remained unfazed. With a single, powerful sword strike, a White Gold Moon descended, severing the head of an Abyss Rule Sovereign with boundless power, as if severing a blazing, radiant Sun!

Rumble.

Blood rained down from the sky, and a faint sadness arose in the hearts of all living beings in the entire Astral Realm.

And the Sun of countless worlds dimmed for a single second!