If it were a Supreme Lord, he would definitely flee quickly.
But he's just a newly promoted Supreme Lord; how strong can he possibly be?
After each of their promotions, don't they all experience a period of rapid improvement in their abilities?
Presumably, this Supreme Lord's strength is only slightly stronger than a level six ruler, and he has not yet adapted to or mastered the power of Supreme Lord.
With so many powerful fighters like them, they could overwhelm him with sheer numbers.
Soon, the Sword Bearer led forty Stigmata Wizard into the Returning Breath World. The moment they entered, the world's tremors and the World Will became even clearer to them.
The tremors in the world may seem very slight, but upon closer inspection, one can detect that the amplitude of the tremors is increasing at a very small frequency.
If he weren't Level-Five Stigmata Wizard, he might not have been able to perceive it so clearly. It was precisely because of his immense power that he could sense that the world's interior seemed to contain a volcano about to erupt, slowly transmitting energy throughout the entire world.
This newly promoted Supreme Lord is really going to destroy the entire world!
The World Will was indeed filled with panic and terror; even these unpopular Stigmata Wizard received a distress call the moment they entered the world.
The Returning Breath World Will is hostile to the Stigmata Wizard, and not just to Stigmata Wizard, but to every wizard.
But now even they have received a plea for help from the World Will, which shows that the situation has reached a very critical moment.
They were also asked to enter the World Land of Origin, and the World Will would reward them if they could kill the Supreme Lord.
The World Land of Origin, the very foundation of a world, is now Returning Breath World's World Will, but also by the Lord of Souls themselves.
The Sword Bearer and the other Stigmata Wizard exchanged glances, their expressions not too pleasant. The better the World Will treated them, the more dangerous their opponent was; otherwise, they wouldn't have sought their help.
If the World Will had any other means, it would never have sought their help.
More than four thousand Lord of Souls, along with them, attacked the Supreme Lord...
This kind of task really gave him the creeps!
"Walk!"
With a soft shout from the Sword Bearer, their figures vanished instantly.
Along with them, thousands of Lord of Souls scattered throughout the entire Returning Breath World also vanished!
Returning to the World Land of Origin,
When the Sword Bearer opened their eyes again, they were immediately stunned by the endless, colorful scene that greeted them.
Based on their limited understanding of the Power of Laws, this place is filled with boundless Power of Laws. If they could stay here a little longer and carefully sense the changes in energy, they would save a significant amount of time in their advancement. Their current level six, which had been troubling them, would no longer be a problem, and they might even glimpse the secrets of higher levels...
It truly lives up to its reputation as World Cluster Land of Origin, containing the essence of the entire world!
The ceaselessly flowing river contains the highest level of World Origin Energy, a top-tier resource that even they are not qualified to access!
With every breath, I can feel the joy of the cells in my body.
The energy here, along with the information it contains, will be poured into their bodies without them needing to actively absorb it!
Every moment here, you can feel your strength rapidly increasing.
Besides these, they also saw a starry sky, with countless stars twinkling in their own light!
However, at this moment, these stars are flying rapidly toward a certain location, and even the turbulent river formed by the World Origin Energy is changing its direction, even overflowing its banks and flowing in the same direction as the stars.
In that direction, they felt a pressure emanating from their very souls, a pressure that instinctively and frantically warned them that getting any closer would mean certain death!
In the sky, figures of Lord of Souls also flew in that direction. Fourth-level, fifth-level, and even Level-Six Lord of Souls rushed forward without hesitation or considering the instinctive warnings of death.
Needless to say, their ultimate target, the newly Supreme Lord, was there—the target the World Will wanted to kill, and also the greatest culprit to destroy the world!
"Walk."
The Sword Bearer moved swiftly, advancing in the same direction.
The other Stigmata Wizard followed closely behind, all racing swiftly across the Land of Origin behind the Sword Bearer.
The Sword Bearer still had his own ulterior motives. Although his opponent was a newly promoted Supreme Lord, he was still Supreme Lord after all.
Those who arrive first will inevitably suffer the most devastating attacks. Although they appear to be traveling quickly, their actual speed is significantly slower than that of the Lord of Souls flying overhead.
One after another, the Lord of Souls flew past quickly. By the time they arrived, these Lord of Souls would have already used their own lives to consume a portion of the Supreme Lord's strength. When they made their move then, the survival rate and success rate would be greatly increased!
The Sword Bearer is intelligent, but also has his own cunning.
But the moment they saw the battlefield, they realized how terribly wrong they were.
They didn't even have the courage to approach the battlefield, stopping when they were hundreds of kilometers away.
A trembling body, shaking hands, and a terrifying true form that even Level Four Stigmata Wizard dared not look up at...
All their schemes and conjectures were shattered like broken dreams when they truly sensed the oppressive power of the Supreme Lord!
A black beetle, ten thousand meters long, loomed across the sky, radiating an extremely terrifying pressure. The Land of Origin space surrounding its body seemed unable to bear its weight, emitting laborious 'crackling' sounds.
The bizarrely shaped Lord of Souls rushed towards the ten-thousand-meter-tall true form of this Supreme Lord like moths to a flame.
The Sword Bearer could clearly see every subtle movement of those Lord of Souls.
The Level-Four Lord of Souls were only a little over two hundred meters tall, were not Supreme Lord black beetle. Their bodies twirled and twisted in the air as they shouted hoarsely and charged toward the Supreme Lord.
This situation reminded the Sword Bearer of the image of those lowly beings charging towards him to protect their homeland during his expeditions.
The same tragic grandeur, the same unwavering resolve to die.
But it still didn't work...
Level-Four Lord of Souls cannot even get within a thousand meters of this Supreme Lord's body; the intense pressure would send Level-Four Lord of Souls flying like a fly being swatted away.
The Supreme Lord seemed not to even notice them; the bodies of these Level-Four Lord of Souls instantly exploded, their souls pulverized into fine dust...
The attacks released by Level-Four Lord of Souls will also explode a kilometer away, making it impossible to even get close, let alone cause any damage.
Only Lord of Souls of Level 5 or above could cross that terrifying pressure range of a thousand meters, but even a Level 5 Lord of Souls was instantly blown apart by a single glance from the terrifying Supreme Lord.
Although the Lord of Souls doesn't value his physical body, the fact that Level-Five Lord of Souls's body was shattered with just a glance still deterred the Sword Bearer from advancing.
He was also at level five. Seeing what happened to Level-Five Lord of Souls, even Level-Five Body Refinement Stigmata Wizard would absolutely not be able to withstand a single eye attack.
The soul of Level-Five Lord of Souls emerged from his physical body without any attacking action, and then vanished instantly.
I wonder what method this Supreme Lord used to do to the souls of these Level-Five Lord of Souls.
They couldn't understand the attack methods of this Supreme Lord at all...
"My lord, we can't win. The difference in strength is too great."
A Level Four Stigmata Wizard, trembling, clung to the Sword Bearer's body. From the falling corpses of the Lord of Souls, it was clear that their battle had no chance of victory; the difference in strength was too great for them to compensate for with data.
They couldn't even see how this Supreme Lord made his move, nor did they know how those Lord of Souls died.
This means that once they begin their attack, they will die without knowing why, just like these Lord of Souls, and without even knowing what kind of attack they have suffered.
The number of Lord of Souls cannot change the outcome of this battle, just as the number of low-level beings during their expedition could not alter the result of the war!
Just as the Sword Bearer was about to retreat, a furious roar resounded throughout the Land of Origin.
" Black Soluo, what are you doing? Have you forgotten who you are?"
A composite physical body over nine hundred meters long, Level-Six Lord of Souls, appeared, pointing angrily at the body of the Supreme Lord.
This angry shout not only stopped the Lord of Souls from their suicidal actions, but also caused Black Soluo's gaze to shift and focus on this Level-Six Lord of Souls.
This also revealed to everyone the identity of this newly Supreme Lord —the Level-Five Lord of Souls who had previously escaped.
He is hailed as the most talented Lord of Souls ever born in the history of the Returning Breath World, and the only being whose combat power surpasses that of Stigmata Wizard!
No one knows why he was able to advance directly from Level 5 to Supreme Lord in just a few hundred years.
This should have been a joyous occasion, but the corpses scattered all over the ground showed that things weren't as wonderful as they seemed.
"Hey, isn't this Mosuoli, the dog who serves the Wizard World? Didn't the Wizard World feed you dog food today?"
Black Soluo's words silenced all the Lord of Souls present, leaving them both furious and speechless.
They knew that Black Soluo's words were not directed at Mosuoli, the Level-Six Lord of Souls, but at all of them.
They surrendered to the Wizard World, subjected themselves to complete control, devoid of freedom and autonomy, unable to improve their own power, unable to enslave new puppets—they had nothing.
He had a lot to say to question this Supreme Lord had harmed his world, but now all his words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.