Chapter 99: Anomaly of the Angel Rebirth Pool

This is a strange vision, completely different from the memory of the deceased main god; the focus of the vision does not seem to be any creature, but the soul bead itself.

Within a chaotic heaven and earth, countless material planes were born, and within them a great many lives emerged; those lives cultivated to the god level, and the god‑level beings died in battles and conflicts, their souls scattering, with the soul energy returning to heaven and earth.

However, at an unknown time, amid the endless spatial turbulence, a bead appeared; for reasons unknown, this bead could absorb the soul energy of countless god‑level masters after their souls scattered, and as the soul energy inside the bead grew larger, it formed a solid body and drifted gradually within the spatial turbulence.

After an unknown period, the soul bead was suddenly struck by a special long sword of the Fate attribute; the sword's power was terrifying, actually breaking the bead's outer shell. Although the bead's core subsequently blocked it, the surface was still damaged, and part of the bead's soul energy was scattered from the bead's body after the attack.

Immediately, the illustration ends.

"Is the soul bead trying to make me retrieve those thirteen fragments of soul energy that were blasted away by the Fate Supreme God Sword?"

Although the soul bead cannot speak, after linking with Shawn's soul, its desire was understood by Shawn instantly, even without verbal communication.

It seems that if those scattered soul energies could be re‑united, it would greatly benefit the soul bead.

"But how can I find those soul energies?"

Shawn tried to ask, but received no answer; the soul bead seemed only a instinctual need, not a conscious life, and could not answer specific questions.

However, the soul bead instinctively informed him that once it has absorbed enough main god might, those separated soul energies will gradually appear, and as soon as Shawn draws near, they should be detectable.

"So I have to get close to find them?" Shawn's head felt a bit heavy;

Finding the Supreme God relic and the Supreme God mirror required proximity, and now locating the scattered soul energies also needs closeness; with an unclear target, how can one find them?

Nevertheless, there has been some gain; he now roughly understands what the soul bead is—clearly it has absorbed all the souls that scattered between heaven and earth, thereby acquiring terrifying soul energy.

The memory of the deceased main god that it previously held was simply because the main god's soul was extremely powerful, allowing it to persist within the bead for a long time after death.

What remains uncertain is whether the soul bead was formed by the aggregation of countless soul energies, or merely by absorbing countless soul energies as one of its properties.

"It seems I must quickly strengthen myself; the Death Rule has reached great perfection, so I need to find a chance to go in true form to the divine plane."

He took the main god artifact of the An Lan Da material plane; whether it counts as belonging to Ao Gu Si Ta is moot—what matters most is strength.

If one's strength is insufficient, even artifacts not belonging to Ao Gu Si Ta will be tacitly accepted; other overlords won't offend Ao Gu Si Ta over a weakling. Conversely, if one's own strength is enough, as long as Ao Gu Si Ta cannot harm them, its origin becomes irrelevant.

Of course, having a powerful patron helps, but to have that patron protect you, you must have strength or usefulness.

Although he feels his relationship with the Death Overlord is good, that is due to the Overlord's regard for great perfection and his own value as a great perfection; yet, as a main god, he may be less useful to the Death Overlord than a great perfection.

After all, every Overlord has many main gods; he himself also needs main gods for tasks that anyone can perform, whereas great perfection is the special one.

He will certainly try to maintain good relations with the Death Overlord and other Overlords, but without sufficient certainty, he will not entrust his life and fortune to others.

Sea of Chaos, Purgatory:

Shawn, concealing his aura and appearance, arrived here with Dan Ning Dun and Lei Si Bu;

"There are many masters in the Purgatory, and the Seven‑Star Demons are often just foot soldiers on the planar battlefield; I don't dare go there lightly," Dan Ning Dun said.

Everyone knows planar battlefields are dangerous; only those who are certain they cannot break through a bottleneck dare to venture in. Dan Ning Dun's cultivation speed is rapid, so he naturally avoids such risks.

Shawn laughed, "The next planar war is still ten trillion years away; with your talent, you have a high chance of becoming a peak Asura‑level master. If another opportunity arises to become a main god envoy, you can then venture onto the planar battlefield."

Although he previously spent over a million years searching for the main god artifact, and only a few ten thousand years have passed since becoming a main god, this amount of time is negligible compared to the once‑in‑ten‑trillion‑year planar wars.

In the Pan‑Dragon Universe, time is the least valuable thing; as long as one is not killed, lifespan has no meaning.

Whether a powerful god‑level being or a main god, each has survived countless ten‑trillion years, so long that even they no longer remember the passage of time.

For a transmigrator, this is actually the perfect universe: the Sacred Realm grants infinite lifespan, cultivation requires no resource competition—truly a laid‑back sanctuary. Yet becoming a main god or an Overlord is the ultimate freedom.

"Reaching peak Asura cultivation, to be honest, I feel somewhat confident; I already have a typical Asura level now," Dan Ning Dun shook his head, "But becoming a main god envoy is almost impossible. Main gods usually select envoys among special beings with high integration of mystic essence; for us ordinary races, unless we achieve great perfection, even a slightly stronger mystic essence cannot surpass the innate talents of those special beings."

A powerful divine beast combined with five types of mystic essence possesses strength far surpassing that of ordinary races' 5.9‑level fused mystic essence.

Super divine beasts are even more formidable; even without fused mystic essence, a single innate divine skill can make an Asura‑level being look feeble.

"You know quite a lot," Shawn smiled, "But not every main god cares about this. I am also an ordinary being; before achieving great perfection, the Death Overlord already took me as an envoy."

"You may also have a chance, and don't forget, you are a soul mutation, which is still very special."

The number of dual‑type soul mutations in this world is modest, but those capable of cultivating mystic essence to the Asura level are extremely few.

According to him, Ai Ken of the Zi Jing Continent is also a soul mutation with a high mystic essence level; billions of trillions of years ago he was hailed as the first under the Zi Jing Continent's main god, but he long ago retired to Asura status and went into seclusion, his whereabouts unknown.

Dan Ning Dun thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps, but peak Asuras all wield main god power; after I use main god power, my soul mutation has little advantage."

The only possible benefit is that in everyday state, I can modestly conserve main god power, or extend the range of divine probing.

These mean little to a main god.

"So it all comes down to opportunity," Shawn laughed, "Perhaps one day I could become a main god envoy."

When his main god avatar reaches the divine plane, he will immediately appoint Dan Ning Dun as a main god envoy; after all, even a peak Asura with a 5‑fusion mystic essence serving as envoy is fine—like Ao Ka Luo Wei Er, equipped with a material‑defense main artifact, as long as he avoids the God‑devouring Rat, he can still become a carefree peak powerhouse.

However, such a being finding a way to kill other Asuras on the planar battlefield to obtain a main artifact is indeed difficult.

"Hopeful," Dan Ning Dun shrugged, then said, "Mr. Shawn, the Black Miao Lord ahead is a peak Asura who cultivates the Death Rule; shall we give it a try?"

Although he didn't know why Shawn, as a great perfection, still roamed seeking Death Rule masters to spar with, Dan Ning Dun still tried to accommodate Shawn's wishes, surveying many masters throughout Hell.

"Alright, let's try," Shawn nodded.

To become a great perfection, one must engage in endless duels and seek breakthrough opportunities; such an opportunity may appear after billions of years, or perhaps never.

But if one only cultivates in seclusion without challenges, the chance of a breakthrough is virtually zero.

Whether seeking Dan Ning Dun or others, or later venturing into the Underworld and other divine planes, it is all to find master opponents; the best of the Death Rule, as well as other rule systems, are all viable, because any duel may present a chance to breakthrough.

In the ensuing million years, Shawn and his companions kept their identities hidden, traveling through Hell, the Underworld, the Life Divine Realm, and multiple rule‑system divine planes, constantly challenging masters.

He also never disclosed his great‑perfection status; otherwise, a challenged mansion‑master Asura who learned of his great perfection would surrender at once.

Only when they are unaware of his identity will they give their all; meanwhile Shawn need not rely on willpower, only his Death Rule mystic essence, to continuously spar with them. Dan Ning Dun is the same; his strength has steadily improved over the million years, nearly reaching peak Asura.

However, such behavior cannot be hidden from the main gods; no matter how a great‑perfection master conceals himself, a main god's probe will detect him.

Consequently, over the years several main gods have manifested or sent energy avatars to interact appropriately with Shawn, or invited him as a guest; Shawn readily accepted, seeking no deep ties but at least avoiding enmity.

The strongest main god he has encountered is the Life Overlord Wei Wei Ya; she has an excellent relationship with the Death Overlord and likewise holds Shawn in high regard, even inviting him to stay on her island for half a month.

Bright Divine Realm, Divine Sea:

Within a mysterious island, countless god‑level masters and angels gathered; at the center of their camp were numerous pools of varying sizes—some only dozens of meters across, others towering up to a hundred meters.

Suddenly, one of the two largest pools emitted a dazzling brilliance; the scorching white light illuminated hundreds of li around, its brightness eclipsing the sun in the sky.

Such a massive energy fluctuation naturally attracted the attention of nearby divine‑level beings and angels; above the pool, phantom silhouettes coalesced into forms, and a multitude of masters instantly appeared around it.

"The Angel Rebirth Pool has lit up? Another Twelve‑winged Divine Angel is about to be born?"

"How is that possible? Didn't one just appear 600,000 years ago? How can another show up?"

"The probability is essentially impossible!"

Many high‑tier divine masters of the Lord God's army and the angels discussed it among themselves, finding the events before their eyes inconceivable;

One must realize that since the opening of heaven and earth, an unknown number of ten‑trillion years have passed, and only a few thousand Twelve‑winged Divine Angels have ever been born; by probability, it would take an unknown number of ten‑trillion years for a single one to appear;

Six hundred thousand years ago, a Twelve‑winged Divine Angel appeared, and the great Light Sovereign was overjoyed, rewarding many present with the Lord God's power;

Such a joyous event last occurred an unknown number of ten‑trillion years ago, yet now, after only 600,000 years, it has happened again, which makes everyone present find it absurd; if Twelve‑winged Divine Angels can be born so easily, the Light or Dark Divine Realms would be invincible on the plane battlefield.

Nevertheless, regardless of whether the big ones are doubting something, in front of the Angel Rebirth Pool nothing can be done; no one can interfere with the pool's function, not even the Lord God, it is said.

On the surface of the Angel Rebirth Pool below, surging waves of the Light Sovereign's power roiled, and the dazzling radiance was blinding; after a while the radiance gradually faded, and within the pool's water, amid ripples, a man bearing six wings on each side of his back rose from the surface.

"Twelve‑winged Divine Angel?"

Although everyone present has witnessed the birth of a Twelve‑winged Divine Angel, today's situation struck them as highly abnormal.

Suddenly, above everyone, a brilliance a thousand times brighter than before erupted, causing even the high‑tier divine masters to instinctively close their eyes.

A terrifying aura radiated from the sun‑like brilliance above.

"Hail, Sovereign!"

All the soldiers, including the local commander, knelt, for they knew that this Angel Rebirth Pool belonged to the great Light Sovereign…

The sun‑like radiance above gradually dimmed, revealing a figure clad in a golden battle robe—the High Sovereign of the Light Divine Realm: Augusta.

"Another Twelve‑winged Divine Angel?" Augusta was also shocked; he could not fathom why.

He then looked down and asked, "Steve, check which plane offered the pure soul for sacrifice."

"Yes, Sovereign." Another Twelve‑winged Divine Angel immediately stepped to the Angel Rebirth Pool, closed his eyes to investigate, and after a moment his expression turned surprised; he then said to the white figure above, "Sovereign, it is confirmed: the Abia material plane."

"The Abia material plane? The previous Twelve‑winged Divine Angel was also from the Abia material plane, wasn't it?" Augusta asked in shock.

The Angel below replied, "Yes, Sovereign, it is the same plane."

"The same plane, two Twelve‑winged Divine Angels?" Augusta naturally guessed the plane was highly unusual; just as he was about to speak, he suddenly sensed a soul transmission.

"Ouf?"

Augusta's complexion changed dramatically; he and Ouf had not communicated this way for countless ten‑trillion years;

He and the Fate Sovereign Ouf belong to the wondrous Bura race of heaven and earth; after their souls split, their differing personalities made them appear as two individuals, so no other Sovereign could guess they were actually the same being;

Nevertheless, since their essence is one, their souls can communicate normally, just like other divine beings with multiple avatars.

Only because of their differing personalities they often disdain each other, and due to secrecy they have an agreement: they communicate normally when needed, and, like when dealing with a third party, they refrain from soul communication unless absolutely necessary.

Ouf transmitted, "I understand the Twelve‑winged Divine Angel matter; I also have another issue: about 300,000 years ago, the Dark plane also gave birth to a Twelve‑winged Dark Divine Angel, also from the Abia material plane?"

After Augusta heard, he shockedly transmitted, "One plane, a million years, three Twelve‑winged Divine Angels born? How could that be?"

"How it is possible now is irrelevant; what matters is seizing this plane first, then studying it gradually," Ouf transmitted, "If Twelve‑winged Divine Angels can continue to be produced, then when that time comes, the plane battlefield will be ours to command, won't it?"

Augusta also realized, "Yes, this material plane is too important; we must not let the Dark Sovereign obtain it."

Within the plane battlefield, the outcome is decided by the High God of Great Perfection; however, the most crucial Ten‑consecutive Victory Grand Battle usually sees Great Perfection not participating, leaving the Twelve‑winged Angels to determine the result.

Moreover, if their numbers are sufficient in a confined space, even Great Perfection would be defeated by the Twelve‑winged Angels; ordinarily gathering a thousand Twelve‑winged Angels is extremely difficult, yet now three have appeared within a million years—truly a gift from the Supreme Deities to the Light and Dark angels.

"Too late, Utrede already knows about this," Ouf sighed.

Augusta's complexion changed dramatically: "How did he find out?"

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