The thousand-meter-long divine body of the Nether Serpent slowly descended, and the battlefield fell into a brief silence.
In this battle, none of the Eight Great Clans expected anyone to die. At most, Linley and Jason would fail in their mission and escape. Jason also did not expect to kill the Nether Serpent. When the battle started, his best expectation was to kill Wenna. As for Ashcroft, he was a super divine beast from the same era as many of the Sovereign!
Unexpectedly, such a powerful figure with such a long history not only failed to obtain Divine Spark and couldn't even rival the Paragon realm, but also lacked a life-saving technique!
Jason's mind went blank for a moment, then he looked in the other direction and saw that Wenna and York Saint- Saint-Nair had already fled.
"Uncle Jason, should we continue the pursuit?" Linley was also a bit confused. He was only Seven Star Fiend at the moment, and it seemed that this commotion had gone too far.
Jason looked at Pusluo, who shrugged, clearly unconcerned about the consequences of Ashcroft's death.
Taking a deep breath, Jason collected the remains of the Nether Serpent: "Go back quickly, I'm going to find Lord Beirut! Linley, take Monica and the others back to the Four Divine Beasts Clan."
News of Nether Serpent 'Ashcroft death spread throughout the Blood Peak Continent within a month, and then rapidly spread to other continents and other planes in the Infernal Realm.
The reputation of the Nether Serpent is so great that it is known not only among the Highgod in various planes, but also among many Sovereign who had interacted with him in their early years.
Jason has already sent his important relatives and friends to the Skyrite Mountains. The Four Divine Beasts Clan and the Eight Great Clans are already locked in Undying struggle, so they naturally wouldn't mind providing some protection. As for the Rhine Clan, Jason has already instructed Delisha to move as many of her members as possible to Moonwheel City. Moonwheel City is not a prosperous city, and many shops within it are empty, enough to temporarily accommodate 20,000 people.
However, when he, Pusluo, Linley arrived in Indigo City to report back, they were told that Beirut was receiving distinguished guests.
Jason certainly wouldn't dare offend Beirut's distinguished guests, and Bessalie was temporarily assigned to entertain them.
As Bessalie poured tea for the three of them, she said, "Lord Jason, you are currently a very popular celebrity in the Infernal Realm. It is an honor for me to sit at the same table with you!"
"Stop teasing me! I already said it was a misunderstanding. I didn't expect the Nether Serpent's defense to be so weak!" Jason downed his tea in one gulp.
Pusluo reverted to his usual carefree self. "Today they say the Nether Serpent is fragile, but tens of thousands of years from now, they'll be saying the Paragon is fragile!"
"You're all carefree and unafraid of retaliation, but my family is all in Moonwheel City. Who knows, the moment I step out of Indigo City, twenty-odd Seven Star Fiend wielding the Sovereign’s Might will appear and fight me to the death!" Jason was also feeling panicked. "How did that Nether Serpent die? It didn't even have a single life-saving technique!"
Beirut was receiving three Sovereign; actually, two came initially, and the third arrived uninvited.
"We agreed to let the Eight Great Clans suffer a loss here under your command, so that both sides in the open conflict would have a way to back down. Why did you kill that Nether Serpent instead!" Blood Peak Sovereign was furious.
Beirut looked embarrassed. "I didn't expect this either. The three people I chose don't even have a combined lifespan of one percent of the Nether Serpent's! Especially Jason and Linley, they've only been born a few thousand years ago."
The two of them looked at the Destruction Sovereign on the main seat at the same time; the Destruction Sovereign looked at the beautiful woman beside him.
"Why are you interested in that Jason kid?" asked Uhtred, the Destruction Sovereign.
Freya said with a smug look, "Aren't you interested in him too? You even disguised yourself as Highgod and accompanied him all the way."
Uhtred scoffed, "Hmph, I was just valuing talent. You, on the other hand, aren't you trying to save face here with Jason because you failed to snatch Redding?"
"It was because we hit it off immediately, we felt a deep connection." Freya's face turned cold. "Also, I've lost interest in you. I'm starting a new relationship, and you're not allowed to use your title as the Sovereign to bully him."
Uhtred shrugged. "Suit yourself, I'm already fed up."
Freya, the Sovereign the Black Sand Continent in the Dark God Plane, is originally a succubus, but unexpectedly possesses high talent for cultivation and is skilled in researching various secret techniques.
Originally a Lower Sovereign, he reached the Paragon through cultivation and used a secret method to enhance his physical strength to the level of Sovereign Artifact. His strength is only slightly weaker than that of Mid-level Sovereign at the Paragon level, and stronger than that of Mid-level Sovereign who has not reached the Paragon.
Deity-level have long lifespans, and it's common for both male and female Deity-level to enjoy playing with emotions; this certainly applies to the Sovereign as well.
The fact that the Sovereign Freya used a secret technique to strengthen her body with the Sovereign’s Might in an attempt to catch up with the Azure Dragon Sovereign, but failed, is common knowledge among the Sovereign.
Freya and Uhtred had a cold war for a while, which embarrassed Beirut and the Blood Peak Sovereign, before they finally changed the subject.
Uhtred returned to his state of Destruction Sovereign and said, "Alright, let's talk about Jason. What should we do with him?"
Freya rolled her eyes. "What, you have connections with that stupid, cute Nether Serpent? Or are you trying to stand up for those Eight Great Clans? Those three started trouble and got killed, and now our Sovereign is going to seek justice for them?"
The Destruction Sovereign remained expressionless. "That's not what I meant. Many people are eyeing Jason's Four Divine Beast Bloodline; I suspect many want to take this opportunity to squeeze something out of him."
"Jason is the toy I've got my eye on right now, and I won't give him away until I'm tired of him!"
The Destruction Sovereign looked at Beirut, seeing his conflicted expression, and said, "The bloodline of the Four Divine Beasts belongs to Beirut, and Beirut is now mine!"
"Whatever, I just want Jason, and I also want his family's patriarch!"
The Destruction Sovereign looked at Beirut again, asking who the "chieftain" Freya had mentioned was. After receiving Beirut's telepathic reply, he said with disdain, "Since when have you come to like both men and women?"
Jason and his two companions were finally received by Beirut.
Two people sat side by side in the seat: Beirut and Freya.
Pusluo and Linley, who had lived in Moonwheel City for many years, had naturally seen Freya before.
Beirut raised his hand and introduced, "This is Freya, the Sovereign Sovereign the Black Sand Continent in the Dark God Plane!" Beirut wanted to add something more, but then thought better of it.
Pusluo and Linley were a little surprised and looked at Jason with a questioning look; Jason hesitated for a moment, then knelt down with a thud.
"I, Jason, was blind and ignorant; please forgive me, Sovereign."
Upon seeing this, Pusluo and Linley also knelt down without hesitation.
Freya had no interest in the other two, and looking at Jason, she said, "I've already spoken to Beirut; I'll protect you for now, until—I lose interest in you."
Freya had already walked in front of Jason.
Jason looked up and saw Freya's pretty face and her deep, alluring eyes.
This action lasted for more than ten seconds until Freya turned around, at which point Jason broke free from the soul attack.
Jason glanced tentatively at Beirut, who shook his head, indicating that Jason should "not resist."
"You must have noticed my unusual behavior a long time ago, right? What I value is your intelligence." Freya walked slowly with her back turned. "If you don't want to be captured and toyed with by the Sovereign who are interested in you, then you'd better flatter me and make my interest in you last a little longer—"