In the Gebados Planar Prison.
Originally, when Sadius faced three enemies alone, it was still somewhat strenuous.
But his true body was simply too powerful. In his battle with Lomio, he reached the extreme edge of comprehension, fusing three different variant profound mysteries together.
Of course, this wasn't solely because of his battle with Lomio.
The raging turbulence within the Stellar Mist Sea also played a key role.
Although the lightning from the Mist Sea's violent eruption was of the thunder attribute, the sheer destructive might it contained allowed Sadius to grasp a fleeting insight—an end-of-the-world–like aura.
Thus, the three types of profound mysteries fully merged!
At this moment, Sadius had already become a completely different existence.
Although the fusion of three variant profound mysteries doesn't grant any Power of Will, the destructive force it unleashed was already comparable to a near-complete five-fusion—just one step away from true perfection.
"World's End!"
"Watch carefully. This move, I call…"
Sadius raised the divine sword in his hand high into the air. Terrifying divine power from three different laws converged into one.
The Sword of World's End descended with unimaginable might…
Within the entire Planar Prison.
Heaven and Earth changed color. The already dim sky instantly became pure darkness.
Countless elemental essences were forcibly drawn away.
The three other Kings looked upon this strike and felt only utter horror at its power.
"This is… the fusion of three disparate profound mysteries!" Goldfeather cried out in alarm, instinctively trying to flee.
But from this sword… there was no escape.
Above, a massive divine sword of condensed sword energy spanned the Heaven themselves.
This was sword qi manifested into reality.
The colossal blade cleaved downward. Space itself was ripped apart in layers.
The three Kings tried to flee in three different directions.
How could Sadius give them that chance?
He unleashed Gravity Space once again. A tremendous gravitational field enveloped everything, slowing the three to a crawl.
They could clearly sense the destructive force carried by that sword.
If this strike landed, they would undoubtedly be reduced to ashes, with not even a soul remnant left.
The giant sword fell.
Amidst the unwilling roars of the three Kings, their bodies were annihilated, their souls dispersed. Only three Divine Sparks clattered to the ground.
Then, upon the surface of the ground, a bottomless ravine appeared, stretching endlessly.
The divine sword's energy dissipated.
Even the divine sword in Sadius' own hand shattered into pieces.
This strike was too terrifying.
Normally, a triple-variant fusion wouldn't be this powerful.
But this sword of Sadius' didn't merely combine three variant mysteries—it carried within it the destructive intent comprehended from the Stellar Mist Sea, a touch of apocalyptic annihilation.
It was akin to a five-fusion ultimate technique.
If one had to make a comparison, it was like this—If the Sovereign of Light, Augusta, cultivated to the level of perfection and granted one of his Twelve-Winged Angels a six-fusion profound mystery battle power—yet still without Power of Will—
Then Sadius' sword just now… was on that level.
That is to say, without invoking Power of Will, this was equivalent to Great Perfection Highgod.
Of course, this move was purely offensive. It had no defensive aspect.
Sadius himself still lacked strong defensive means.
A gigantic chasm split the prison. Space itself was torn open. But soon, under the operation of the planar rules, the space stitched itself back together, leaving only the vast scar-like ravine as a mark.
All the Gods present witnessed this scene.
So strong. Incomparably strong!
Among them were Gods who had survived the world-ending war ten thousand years ago.
Back then, the Yulan Plane had originally held five continents.
During that war, Beirut had fought an unknown terrifying powerhouse, and four entire continents had been smashed apart.
At this moment, in the eyes of those old Gods, Sadius' display of divine might… was no different from Beirut's back then.
Immediately, some Gods fell to their knees without hesitation.
"Greetings, my lord!"
"Greetings, my lord!"
Even Gods who had never seen Beirut's might firsthand were utterly terrified by this one sword strike.
Adkins also had no choice but to kneel, praying silently that Sadius wouldn't settle old scores later.
Sadius glanced at the few Divine Sparks now drifting in the spatial turbulence and could only sigh softly.
Turning his gaze back, he saw all the Gods around him kneeling.
"Adkins, I'm not a particularly good-tempered person. But… for Mr. Linley's sake, I'll spare you half your life."
Half…a life?
Adkins didn't understand what that meant.
"Split off your divine clone voluntarily. I will only destroy your Light element divine clone."
Adkins's face turned bitter.
But he didn't dare resist.
The strength Sadius had just shown was seemingly even greater than Bluefire's.
After all, when Bluefire was in the Planar Prison, he was already a peak Highgod, just a step away from completion.
But even Bluefire's displayed power hadn't been this outrageous.
Adkins was deeply unwilling, but what could he do? He could only submit.
His Light-element divine clone separated from his body.
Sadius took out an ordinary Lowgod divine sword—At this moment, that was the only divine artifact he still had left intact.
With a single stroke—without even invoking the full World Annihilating Sword Intent—Adkins's divine clone was slain on the spot.
As for the Divine Spark? Sadius didn't return it to Adkins.
At that moment, from the planar passageway, a figure finally emerged—It was the "belated" Beirut.
"Sadius, congratulations. Even as just a Midgod, you've already become an invincible existence just below completion."
"Lord Beirut, you finally arrived!" Sadius put on an expression of eager anticipation.
"How could I not come? I heard about you even in Infernal Realm. Over there, unless one is a complete Highgod with a soul-protecting sovereign artifact, no one can match you." Beirut said softly.
Beirut chuckled heartily.
Such was the God Eater Rat lineage—their innate divine abilities were simply too domineering.
Unfortunately, once one becomes a Sovereign, this ability could only serve as a strong control method; it held no absolute advantage against Sovereigns themselves.
After all, every Sovereign possesses the Power of Will.
"Now that you've reached the same tier as me and Bluefire, you should focus your time on ascending to Highgod. That way, your strength can improve further… who knows, perhaps even as an incomplete Highgod, you could rival a complete one."
Beirut now very much wanted to urge Sadius to become a Highgod.
The Earth-element Lower Sovereign Spark was already prepared for him.
As soon as Sadius reached the Highgod level and returned to the Yulan Plane, Beirut would hand over that Sovereign Spark.
Sadius nodded.
Yes. It was indeed time to consider becoming a Highgod.
Once three-series fusion reached Highgod level, it would be hundreds of times stronger than an ordinary Highgod.
"Lord Beirut, what should we do with these fellows?" Sadius glanced at the Gods kneeling nearby.
"With your current strength, you're already a peak expert. Why not let you handle this Planar Prison? How about it?"
So this was dividing territory?
Though the Planar Prison was vast, it was barren and a bit of a chicken-rib—hardly valuable.
But if Beirut entrusted him with the Planar Prison, then didn't that mean… whatever he said here would be law?
"Then I thank you, Lord Beirut."
"With your strength now, there's no need to call me 'lord' anymore. You are a Sovereign's Emissary; I am a Sovereign's Emissary. Strictly speaking, we're equals. But since you've sworn brotherhood with Harry and the others, I'll act a bit presumptuous—why don't you call me Uncle?"
Sadius was speechless.
He really didn't want to acknowledge another elder.
But… this man was a Sovereign. Calling him Uncle wasn't a loss.
"Uncle, I plan to expel these people from the Yulan Plane. What do you think?"
"Do as you see fit." Beirut laughed lightly.
Sadius turned to the group of Gods.
"I'll give you all a chance. Leave the Yulan Plane immediately. Go to the four Supreme Planes or the seven Divine Planes. You are not allowed to linger in the Yulan Plane for even a second longer. You are forbidden to harm anyone."
When they heard this, although many were unwilling, they had no choice but to agree.
Some Gods of the Death edict were the most distressed.
In the Material Plane, they could still harvest mortal souls to refine soul-gold beads.
But the Divine Planes were far too dangerous—where would they get the chance to harvest souls?
In the Planar Prison, they had expended a great deal of soul power and were counting on those soul-gold beads to recover…
Now, it seemed they could only go to the Divine Planes and make do.
Under Sadius' supervision, all the Gods passed through the planar passage.
All of them left, their faces full of unwillingness.
Adkins was the last to remain.
"Lord Sadius, may I… may I go seek out Lord Bluefire, to continue serving him?"
If Sadius didn't know this man's true nature, he might have believed he genuinely wanted to serve Bluefire.
But in truth, this man was just waiting for the next opening of the Necropolis of the Gods, hoping to obtain a sovereign artifact.
"If you want your Death element divine clone to die as well, then stay."
Adkins could only grit his teeth and depart with his remaining followers.