The Sovereigns' Attention

Once these Highgod warriors left, Hayden took Jerryan's Wind Divine Clone and flew straight away from the Moore Mountains.

Teleporting to the Material Plane was incredibly expensive; even he would have suffered significant losses. Fortunately, Jerryan's Wind Divine Clone was only Midgod, so teleporting with him didn't require any Nether Stone.

As for Jerryan's Earth Divine Clone, it will remain in the central command position of the Moore Mountains. Any future orders, including the trading of the Death Demonic Tome, will be carried out through Jerryan; he himself will no longer appear in person.

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The mountain ranges rise and fall, stretching endlessly.

A dark red Metallic Lifeform traversed the sky.

"We've entered Bloodcloud Prefecture. We'll reach Bloodcloud City soon." The members of the Moore Mountains team breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, they had Jerryan with them; otherwise, none of them might have survived that battle.

Who would have thought they'd run into the ' Thousand Feather Bandits ' on the road? Luckily, they didn't run into the three strongest leaders of the Thousand Feather Bandits, otherwise, even with Jerryan there, they would have been doomed.

In this Netherworld, there aren't many bandit organizations with top-tier experts in charge, but the Thousand Feather Bandits just happened to be one of them, and to make matters worse, they ran into one of their people. They were incredibly unlucky.

"Alright, stop thinking about anything else and focus on how to complete the mission." Hayden meant that they should spread the map as widely as possible, ideally so that even the Master of Bloodcloud Prefecture could see it.

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After all, although Bloodcloud Prefecture has many powerful figures, only the Master of Bloodcloud Prefecture is capable of killing Kazilote.

The Master of Bloodcloud Prefecture is one of the oldest Prefect in the Netherworld. Over countless years, all those who dared to challenge him have been easily killed by him, and now no one would dare to challenge him anymore.

"This? We are just some ordinary Highgod. Even Jerryan is only a Five-Star Demon. How easy is it for us to see the Master of Bloodcloud Prefecture?" A burly, short-haired man said with a worried expression.

The lord of a prefecture—is that someone you can meet so easily? You'd need at least the strength of Seven-Star Demon to be worthy of an audience, right?

"You're getting mad at me for being stupid. Passing messages doesn't require meeting the person directly," a cunning smile appeared on the face of a long-faced goblin Highgod.

"You have a plan?" Jerryan asked, turning to look at the man.

"My lord, transmitting messages is actually quite simple. Just do it this way..." the goblin immediately explained his method.

Jerryan raised an eyebrow. This guy's method wasn't bad, so let's do it. Soon, the group of seven began their operation. As for the other three, they all perished in the encounter with the ' Thousand Feather Bandits '.

Soon, a message began to circulate in the Netherworld.

In less than a century, the news reached the ears of many Prefect figures, and even several Sovereign who heard the news continued to pay close attention to the development of this situation.

This news is simply too shocking!

The incident began with ten images that were freely circulated by a group of ordinary Highgod.

A century ago, ten small teams from the Moore Mountains each devised a way to spread the ten magical images that were said to contain the secrets of the Death Rule. At first, they did not directly seek out powerful demons or the lords of a prefecture.

They simply and directly copied those patterns in large quantities and then scattered them indiscriminately throughout various cities. Naturally, many of those who picked up these patterns were practitioners of the Death Rule. They could immediately see that these patterns were unusual, but these patterns were, after all, just copies and lacked the aura of rules inherent in the Death Demonic Tome.

To glean powerful Death Rule from these replicas requires considerable personal insight.

It's just a treasure.

Sooner or later, it would be discovered. Accompanied by a Seven-Star Demon known as ' Crimson Shadow,' who gained great benefits after comprehending these patterns and slayed his old rival in one fell swoop, the news spread rapidly, gradually reaching the major cities of the Netherworld. After that, not only Seven-Star Demon cultivating the Death Rule, but even powerful beings like Prefect, began to study these ten patterns. These patterns instantly transformed into supreme treasures of the Death Rule cultivation lineage, quickly attracting the attention of several Sovereign. Now, they are even showing a tendency to spread to other Divine Plane.

The Netherworld.

Snowmist Mountain Range.

Deep within the Snowmist Mountain Range lies a lake spanning a thousand miles, its surface perpetually shrouded in endless mist. This scene is common in some perilous places of the Netherworld, and few notice it. Yet, some who live in the Snowmist Mountain Range know that anyone who dares to venture into the center of the lake is lost in the mist, eventually returning to the shore in a daze.

No one knows what's in the middle of the lake.

The lake water rippled gently, lapping against the riverbank.

A figure plummeted from the sky and landed on the lakeshore. It was none other than Yindisi, the messenger of the Snowmist Sovereign. Yindisi stood on the lakeshore for a moment before darting into the endless mist.

In the middle of the lake, there is a small island covered with various beautiful flowers, and various birds live peacefully on the island.

On the island, there stands a simple, conical hall. Behind the hall, amidst a cluster of flowers, sits a stone table where two men face each other. Behind each man, two maids attend to them, their faces beaming with smiles.

The two men were quite different. One had a head of pale blue-white hair and a face as white as a snow demon, yet he was exceptionally handsome and possessed an extraordinary air. Opposite him sat a bald, muscular man nearly two meters tall. This bald man had chillingly blood-red eyes, and the occasional glint of coldness in his gaze was enough to make one's heart tremble.

"Harrington, what, you're interested in these diagrams too? Didn't you give up on cultivating the Death Rule a long time ago?" Among the seven Sovereign of the Death Rule lineage, the Snowmist Sovereign is second only to the Sovereign of Death in strength. And this Sovereign Ku Shi Harrington is also quite close to him in strength.

Both of them are Mid-level Sovereign.

"These patterns, I estimate, even the Paragon Death Rule couldn't have come up with them. Maybe, they are..." Harrington didn't finish his sentence, but the Snowmist Sovereign already understood his meaning.

"Judging from the timeline, it is indeed possible." The Snowmist Sovereign naturally understood Harrington's meaning; the timeframe for the seventh Overgod Mission was indeed about right.

According to their speculation, these patterns could not have been drawn by humans; they must have been the work of a great Overgod.

Could it be that this Overgod Mission was issued by the great Overgod of Death?

"Not necessarily. Even the Supreme God Token hasn't appeared yet, so these patterns might not originate from the Overgod Token. Strange things occasionally arise in the natural world." Although the Snowmist Sovereign was quite powerful, he didn't plan to get involved if it really involved the Overgod Token.

The first six Overgod Mission were all completed by Sovereign. Moreover, some Sovereign perished during the process.

Although his strength was not bad among the Mid-level Sovereign, he was still easily slaughtered in front of the Sovereign, especially those four.

Peace among the Sovereign is relative. Under normal circumstances, the Sovereign would not attack other Sovereign casually, but when it comes to the struggle for the Overgod Mission, it is quite normal for one or two Sovereign to die.

"That's true, but the Sovereign is probably also paying attention to this news. Let's see how the person behind it plans to act." Harrington feigned a calm and collected demeanor, but the Snowmist Sovereign was inwardly scoffing.

Harrington has a brilliant mind but little guts. He only dares to show off his power to the weak, and even shamelessly stepped in to deal with two Commander himself, truly a disgrace to the Sovereign.

If it weren't for the fact that both he and the other party were under the command of the Sovereign of Death, he wouldn't have bothered to meet Harrington.