The Sovereign of Death's Breakthrough

Nether Mountain.

After flying for quite some time aboard the Metallic Lifeform, Rog finally arrived here again.

"Let him in." The attendants outside, having heard the great Sovereign's Soul Transmission, did not stop Rog and allowed him to enter the Sovereign Palace.

Inside the main hall.

On the throne still sat the Sovereign of Death, dressed in a purple robe. Judging by her appearance alone, she looked more like a lively and pretty young girl. However, the aura that naturally emanated from her made Rog feel uneasy.

This has nothing to do with anything else; it's simply a spontaneous panic among lower-level beings caused by a vast difference in strength.

"Take out this Death Demonic Tome and let me see it. Oh, and these are your reward for this." The Sovereign of Death was indeed generous, giving Rog 110,000 drops of Sovereign’s Might this time. Rog nodded, waved his hand to collect them all, and then took out the pitch-black Death Demonic Tome.

"The Death Demonic Tome?" The Sovereign of Death took the secret book from Rog with great interest.

To be honest, while Rog cared about the Death Demonic Tome, he didn't place particular importance on it.

In terms of the Death Rule, although his cultivation speed is not slow, and he has now barely reached the Asura realm, his speed is only due to his powerful soul and high deduction rate, which does not mean anything. He himself is very clear that his talent in the Death Rule and his talent in the Lightning Law are far inferior.

Given this disparity, even if he were to refine a Sovereign Spark of the Death Rule, he would likely find it difficult to break through to the Paragon.

Moreover, he had always suspected that this world imposed certain 'restrictions' on the life forms within it. Whether or not this world would allow the birth of Dual-Element Paragon being was still a question.

As far as he knew, some extraordinary Super Divine Beast seemed to be targeted by the heavens and earth, and almost none of them were able to reach the Paragon. Perhaps the Sovereign of Destruction was an exception, but the Sovereign of Destruction was born in the early days of the world and had refined the Sovereign Spark, so he was finally able to break through.

Inside the main hall, the Sovereign of Death made no attempt to conceal his presence from Rog, and directly opened the Death Demonic Tome.

"Hmm? These diagrams are indeed ingenious and unbelievable." The Sovereign of Death opened a diagram on the first page and stared at it intently. Rog also caught a glimpse of this page out of the corner of his eye. It depicted a peculiar skull-like diagram. Through this diagram, one could probably easily comprehend some of the Death Rule, and even becoming a god would not be difficult.

Rog estimated that any mortal with a sufficiently pure soul who met the basic requirements for cultivating the Death Rule could easily become a god after obtaining this Death Demonic Tome.

The guiding power of this Death Demonic Tome far surpasses that of any ' Necromancy ' inheritance; the two are simply incomparable.

"Interesting." The Sovereign of Death then turned to the second page, where the drawing was different again, resembling a black moon.

"Huh? This moon?" Rog suddenly paused, a flash of inspiration striking his mind. In that instant, he grasped a new aspect of the Death Rule.

Rog felt that this part was about the mysteries of the material aspects of the Death Rule, and was of the same nature as the ' Death Cut ' magic in the Necromancy tradition.

However, simply comprehending the ' Death Cut ' magic was not enough for Rog to grasp this part of the rules of Death Rule, but the 'Black Moon Pattern' led him to find 'inspiration' in this branch of the rules.

"This Rog?" The Sovereign of Death looked at Rog, who had suddenly closed his eyes, and was also surprised that Rog had suddenly had another epiphany. His comprehension was really strong.

By the way,... [version].

However, she had already mastered all the rules contained in the Black Moon Diagram, and she had even comprehended the Death Rule to the point of almost reaching the Paragon.

Although the diagrams in front of her were quite mysterious and could guide others in cultivating the Death Rule, they were basically of no use to her.

The Sovereign of Death quickly flipped to page seventy-three.

The first seventy-two pages were captivating, but the rules contained in those illustrations were only at the level of Seven-Star Fiend. "Hmm? This page." The Sovereign of Death suddenly raised an eyebrow. The illustration on the seventy-third page depicted a blazing torch, and through this torch, she even had a new inspiration, feeling that she could develop a new ultimate move.

Moreover, having comprehended this seventy-third page, one's understanding of the rules has already reached the threshold for Commander Prefect.

"No rush, let's look at the rest." The Sovereign of Death didn't immediately start creating his ultimate move, but instead turned to pages seventy-four, seventy-five...

From page 73 to page 81, the explanation of the Death Rule increases progressively, especially the last page 81, which absolutely represents the Peak Commander!

"Page 81 is already comparable to my understanding of the laws." The Sovereign of Death was secretly surprised, but he still kept his composure.

There are indeed a few who have cultivated the Death Rule to the point of Paragon, such as Huoyin'er of the Netherworld and Mosi of the Infernal Realm.

Although they were just a hair's breadth away from Paragon, that hair's breadth was the difference between heaven and earth.

"Page 82." The more seriously the Sovereign of Death comprehended the patterns recorded in this secret book, the more alarmed she became, even doubting that it was a treasure created by the Overgod at all.

"This page." The Sovereign of Death turned to page eighty-two with a hint of anticipation.

On this page, there was initially a large, dark blue tree with branches bent at various angles. But before the Sovereign of Death could comprehend it, the tree transformed into a long, gray serpent. The serpent coiled its body, its head suddenly springing up, and then the entire gray serpent transformed into a cold, black arrow...

This eighty-second page was no longer a static image, but a dynamic image that was constantly changing. Every change in the image seemed to be explaining the most essential and core mystery of the Death Rule.

"This... could it be?" The Sovereign of Death's expression froze for a moment, her blood-red eyes fixed on the ever-changing pattern.

A sudden change has occurred!

She completely lost Consciousness, utterly absorbed in the changing patterns, unable to extricate herself!

The Nether Hotel.

"What exactly happened?" A pretty red-haired girl couldn't help but feel nervous. She was the Water Element Divine Clone of the Sovereign of Death. Few people knew that the owner of the Nether Hotel at the foot of Nether Mountain was actually the Divine Clone of Sovereign of Death's avatar.

"It shouldn't be an ambush." Water Element Divine Clone and the main body have synchronized memories. Although the Water Element Divine Clone can't help her comprehend the Death Rule, she still knows exactly what the main body was doing.

"Was it the change caused by page eighty-two of that Demonic Tome?" The Sovereign of the Death Rule, born in an extremely ancient era, was even the first life form born in this Netherworld. Over countless ages, she had seen all sorts of strange and wondrous treasures, but this Death Demonic Tome? It was far too special!

It seems everyone has underestimated the effectiveness of this thing!

The guiding power of this Demonic Tome itself, and the patterns circulating outside, are far too powerful!

"It shouldn't be a bad thing. Could that feeling be the essential characteristic of the law?" Although the Sovereign of Death had never reached the Paragon, he knew the secret of a certain set of laws and rules reaching the Paragon.

However, simply knowing this secret is useless.

Just like Rog, even if he knew the essence of the Laws of Lightning, he couldn't guide others to break through to the Paragon.

"Go check the situation." The Water Element Divine Clone of the Sovereign of Death rushed to the main hall to protect the main body inside.

Lilith felt as if she had just had a vague, unrecognizable dream; she couldn't recall anything that happened in it.

But at this moment, the Natural Laws descended!

"My Death Rule are complete!"