Breakthrough, Death Paragon!

After his talent and comprehension improved again, Roger felt that the bottleneck that had held him back for tens of thousands of years was no longer quite so insurmountable.

Suppressing his excitement, Roger sat cross-legged and quietly continued his secluded cultivation.

The moment his Death Clone immersed itself in cultivation, countless flashes of inspiration came flooding in.

It was worlds apart from his previous state, when he had faced the bottleneck without a shred of inspiration.

Roger had a powerful intuition: becoming a Paragon was within reach!

Countless insights into the Death Edict came pouring in.

Roger's powerful soul began sorting through them and verifying them.

His past insights also surged through his mind, resonating with his new understanding.

The Death Edict had six major branches.

Roger had already reached the final step in comprehending them.

Only that last step remained before he could fully comprehend the entire Death Edict.

Yet that single step...

Had previously left Roger utterly helpless.

Now...

With his heaven-defying comprehension, Roger finally saw a glimmer of hope.

His deductions continued.

Endless insights into the Death Edict surfaced one after another.

Another tens of thousands of years passed.

At last...

Among the countless possibilities...

Roger seized the one correct answer!

"Now!"

As though struck by a sudden revelation...

A gleam of understanding flashed in Roger's eyes.

"Buzzz!"

The Laws of Heaven and Earth descended once more!

Roger's Death Clone floated into the air.

The Godhead flew out of his head and began slowly transforming, enveloped by the Laws of Heaven and Earth.

This time, however, it was mainly Roger's soul that transformed, along with a trace of "Willpower" that was imprinted within it!

When the Laws of Heaven and Earth dispersed...

Roger opened his eyes, extended his right hand, and clenched it around empty air.

"Boom!"

The Netherworld's stable space actually began shattering inch by inch under Roger's grip!

Multicolored spatial turbulence appeared inside the chamber.

Yet strangely...

The spatial turbulence, which had always possessed boundless suction, could not affect Roger in the slightest now.

With the mysterious power of Willpower bolstering him, Roger could easily resist the suction of spatial turbulence.

Whoosh!

His right hand relaxed.

The shattered space rapidly repaired itself until everything was calm again.

"Being a Paragon really is different!"

As he felt the miraculous effects of Willpower...

A sense of immense strength filled Roger's heart.

"A hundred thousand years after arriving in the Netherworld, I finally qualify to compete with those super divine beasts for Sovereign Sparks."

Having made his breakthrough, Roger understood clearly that the difference between a Paragon and someone who had not reached that level went far beyond a difference in their comprehension of the mysteries.

It was Willpower!

This was authority bestowed by heaven and earth.

Once Roger invoked it, both his physical and soul capabilities received an enormous boost.

He could now defeat dozens of his former selves with a mere gesture.

"Let's see whether my soul can be strengthened again after its transformation."

Roger took out a bottle of Soul Gold Beads and swallowed one.

A surge of soul essence emerged, then was swiftly absorbed by his transformed soul.

"Sure enough, I can absorb it again. Now let's see how much stronger my soul can become this time."

Roger swallowed the Soul Gold Beads one after another.

Soon...

The vast quantity of Soul Gold Beads he had stored in his Interspatial Ring over the years had all turned into soul essence and been absorbed.

Roger's soul rapidly grew stronger as well.

At last...

After Roger had eaten an unknown number of Soul Gold Beads and nearly exhausted his stock...

His Death Clone's soul finally reached saturation.

Pushing open the chamber doors...

Roger flew above the castle.

His powerful soul force spread outward.

"Whoosh!"

Ten li... a hundred li... a thousand li!

When his soul force, imbued with Willpower, extended to its limit...

Roger could perceive everything within a radius of a thousand li.

An ordinary Highgod's divine sense could only spread across a radius of one li in the Netherworld.

Roger's reached a thousand li!

A full thousand times that of an ordinary Highgod!

The gap was so enormous that Willpower alone could not explain it.

Roger estimated that an ordinary Paragon using Willpower could extend their divine sense only about a hundred li in the Netherworld.

But his reached a thousand li!

Ten times farther still!

"As expected of the Fortune Jade Disc. It's this powerful before it's even fully restored. What it could do once completely restored is simply unimaginable."

Roger withdrew his divine sense and stood quietly above the castle, looking down over the Undead Sacred Mountain.

At that moment, countless thoughts filled Roger's mind.

He did not know how much time passed.

Only when a cold wind blew across the mountaintop and Mia and Shelly appeared before him...

Did Roger emerge from his thoughts.

"Master, you've made another breakthrough."

The fluctuations from the descent of the Laws of Heaven and Earth had been unmistakable.

Mia, Shelly, and the others had naturally noticed.

But Roger had never summoned them, so they had not dared disturb him.

Several days passed like that.

Only after they saw Roger leave his chamber and fly above the castle...

Did they dare approach.

"I have." Roger smiled at the two women.

"You're amazing, Master!" Shelly exclaimed. "What did you make a breakthrough in this time?"

"The Death Edict. Just now, I fully comprehended the Death Edict, and heaven and earth sent down their laws."

"But Master, hadn't you already become a Highgod in the Death Edict long ago? How could you make another breakthrough?" Shelly looked utterly confused.

"Haha, that's because I reached the Paragon level!"

Roger smiled. "I only just learned this myself. When you fully comprehend an edict, heaven and earth will send down their laws just as they do when you become a Midgod or Highgod, transforming your Godhead and soul again."

"A Paragon!"

Mia and Shelly looked at each other, each seeing profound disbelief and shock in the other's eyes.

"Then your strength, Master..." Mia murmured dazedly.

"You'll find out in the future."

Roger said no more, merely offering a meaningful smile.

"Come on. Let's head back."

Roger's gray divine power surged, sweeping up the two women as he plunged downward. In an instant, they vanished into the distance.

After thoroughly celebrating with the two women...

Roger rested briefly.

Then he began refining the series of ultimate techniques he had previously created.

This time, the process was quick.

After all, Roger's soul had undergone another leap, and his comprehension of the Death Edict was now complete.

In an extremely short time, he perfected those ultimate techniques to their peak.

Several months later...

Within Roger's Soul Ocean...

A brilliant, crystalline mark appeared, bearing an eye pattern on both sides.

"I didn't expect this breakthrough to let me successfully create the 'Tracking Mark.'"

Troubled by the Netherworld's vast expanse and the limited area he could observe even after his breakthrough...

Roger had already conceived the idea of creating a "Tracking Mark."

Its purpose was to imprint the mark within someone else's Soul Ocean, disguising it as their own soul force.

Then, no matter how far away they were, Roger could see whatever they saw in real time.

Put simply, it would create a "surveillance device" unrestricted by distance.

But he had never succeeded before, as his comprehension of the Death Edict had been incomplete.

Now that he had become a Paragon, he quickly perfected it.

Roger summoned Mia, Shelly, Bell, and their subordinates, then silently imprinted several Tracking Marks within their Soul Oceans.

After giving them a few instructions, Roger waved them off to continue patrolling outside.

A day later...

When the distance between Roger and the others grew so great that their souls could no longer communicate, leaving only a vague sense of direction...

Roger lost the ability to communicate with Mia, Shelly, and Bell through their souls.

He then activated the Tracking Marks he had imprinted.

In an instant...

Everything Mia, Shelly, Bell, and several other patrol members saw appeared in Roger's mind.