Panlong: Start the game by grabbing the Supreme God's token

Chapter 111 The appearance of a suspected Supreme God's token
The Lord of Death said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work. If we can make him a master of the Shura level, it will be of great help to our underworld."

Sean nodded and said, "I understand. I hope it works."

To teach a person of average talent to the Shura level, even a Great Perfection would not be able to do it;
If it really doesn't work, then you have to find a way to convince or soul-seed the other party, pretend that you have reached this level, and then refine the soul defense artifact yourself.

After Sean said his goodbyes, an old man appeared in the Lord God's Palace. It was the Lord God of the Underworld. He smiled and said, "Sean has really spent a lot of time on this matter. It's really great that the Lord has such a great messenger."

The Lord of Death also said: "Yes, it seems that Sean's contribution in this matter is greater than that of some of our main gods of the Death Department."

The Lord of the Underworld said, "I hope he can succeed. This way, your power will be able to reach a higher level."

"Yes, if you can't reach perfection, you can only hope for the reward of the power of will." The Lord of Death sighed.

The increase in strength from a reward of willpower cannot compare to that of great perfection, but there is nothing you can do if you cannot reach great perfection.

The Lord of the Underworld said, "I will find four Lord God messengers to represent the Underworld in the battle. However, they are just four Shuras, so their impact on the battle situation will not be significant. The core still needs to be Sean. His soul seeds, plus his personal actions, will greatly increase our chances of victory."

Although he is the Lord of Life, he was born in the underworld and has a very good relationship with the Lord of Death, and even the Lord of Life. Therefore, he is naturally willing to help the Lord of Death win;

Before, he had never accepted the messenger of the Lord God because there was no need, but now he had to make an exception in order to win the underworld.

The Lord of Death said, "I feel that Sean is willing to help me. He has put a lot of effort into arranging soul seeds and searching for soul defense artifacts made from the three types of soul mutations. An average Great Perfection Master wouldn't go to such lengths to do things for a Lord God.

But he seemed reluctant to leave the field, I could feel it."

The great masters between heaven and earth are all very proud. Even if they are willing to be the messengers of the Lord God and then accept the commission of the Lord to do something, it is usually a simple matter. For things that require time and effort, they have to rely on connections.

The Lord of the Netherworld said, "Perhaps it's because he doesn't have the Soul Defense Divine Artifact. Even though he's known as the most accomplished being between heaven and earth, he can't be absolutely safe. For a highly accomplished being, even the slightest possibility of a threat to his life is something he's unwilling to take."

The Lord of Death nodded and said, "Yes, this is normal."

Even ordinary Shuras are unwilling to participate in the ten-game winning streak decisive battle. The Lord God cannot force them on this point. Even though the Lord God's agreement does not stipulate such details, it is generally tacitly accepted that no one will coerce the Lord God's messenger.

The Lord of the Underworld laughed again and said, “However, with Sean’s soul seeding ability, plus the Lord of the Death System and the masters of the Death Rules of the Underworld, the number of seven-star demons that can be soul-seed is probably comparable to Augusta’s twelve-winged angels.”

The Death Lord shook his head and said, "It's almost there, but it's still not enough to win. The other side definitely has more experts than our Underworld, and we need to ensure victory in both channels. If they only block one channel with all their strength, even if we have the same number of experts, my chances of winning will probably be less than 20%."

"Yes, luck played a big part in the Heaven's victory that time. It will be too difficult for the subsequent planes to win again." The Lord of the Underworld also sighed.

It is already difficult to achieve nine consecutive victories. The main gods and overlords are all smart people. Once a plane has 6-7 consecutive victories, they will immediately send masters to try to win a channel.

Even if you achieve nine consecutive wins, the last match will be as difficult as hell. The other planes will join forces to ensure that one channel wins, and the plane pursuing ten consecutive wins cannot know the opponent's layout in advance, so it can only deploy enough masters in both channels, which makes it easier to lose.

The Lord of Death sighed and said, "We can only try our best. If Sean himself is unwilling to take action, then our chances of winning are still very low."

The Lord of the Netherworld also said in a soothing tone: "It's a good thing that the Great Perfection didn't take action. Otherwise, if the opponent had a Great Perfection, the Netherworld would have no chance of winning. Even if Sean took action, it would be difficult to win."

"Well, that's the only way." The Lord of Death sat in the hall at the highest point of Nether Mountain, looking into the distance, and said nothing more.

A month later, in the Fenglan material plane, the teleportation array flashed and Sean appeared in the teleportation array.

"Greetings, sir," a mid-level god beside the teleportation array said hurriedly, bowing. He had no idea why someone from the underworld would come; the probability of this happening was practically zero.
Sean ignored the plane guardian beside him. After the power of his will controlled the main god's power to spread out, it directly covered the entire plane and found the person he needed.

Then the figure flashed and disappeared.

In Blue Moon City, a man was leisurely sitting on a high chair in the palace, with more than 20 seductive women dancing below him.
Suddenly, a divine consciousness swept over, and the man's face changed. He said in shock: "Superior God? How can there be a Superior God in the Fenglan Material Plane?"

He has been in this plane for countless trillions of years, and he knows the masters of the plane very well. There are no upper gods at all because most of the middle gods have been driven away by him. Now, a upper god with a strange aura suddenly appears, which naturally surprises him.

"Mank, come out and see me." A cold voice came. Mank was stunned at first, then stood up, but he quickly reacted and broke out in a cold sweat.
Just that one sentence contained a soul power that made it almost impossible for him to refuse. If he was not a three-series soul mutation and had a strong soul, he would probably have no ability to resist.

"This is a top master from the divine plane, and he is good at souls." Mank also knew that the person who came today must have bad intentions.

Now that he was found, he knew he couldn't hide anymore, so he flew out. He saw a black-haired man in black clothes standing in the air above the palace. Strangely, the other people around him couldn't see him.

Mank approached cautiously and asked, "Who are you?"

Sean smiled faintly and said, "My name is Sean, and I'm from the underworld."

"Sean? Are you the Great Perfection Upper God of the Underworld?" Mank's face changed drastically, and then he said, "No wonder you are so powerful."

Sean smiled faintly and said, "You actually know me. It seems that even in the material plane, you are paying attention to the news of the divine plane."

Mank smiled and said, "Yes, although I don't want to go to the God Plane anymore, I still pay attention to the affairs of the God Plane from time to time. I have naturally heard of Mr. Sean's name. I wonder what Mr. Sean wants to talk to me about?"

When the Great Perfection came to him, he was no longer worried about his safety. He was a Great Perfection, so he would not come to the material plane just to kill him.
Besides, even if someone really wants to kill someone, no one can escape if they are targeted by the Great Perfection.

Sean asked, "I checked the records of the underworld. Your strength should be at the Shura level, corresponding to the three elements of divine power. Then your mystical level is probably at the level of a six-star demon?"

"Well, if you only look at the mysteries, it's probably a little stronger than the average six-star demon." Although Mank didn't understand why the Great Perfection asked him such a question, he still answered seriously;
He was also a master of the Death Rule, and knew that lying to someone who had achieved the Great Perfection of the Death Rule was an act of idiocy. Sean smiled and said, "That's good. You know I'm the Great Perfection of the Death Rule. I'm going to teach you about the Death Rule and see if I can improve your profound understanding."

"What?" Mank couldn't believe it when he heard this. A great master came to him and wanted to teach him the mysteries?
I guess even the son of the Lord God cannot enjoy this kind of treatment.

Then he immediately asked: "Mr. Sean, I wonder why you do this?"

Sean smiled faintly and said, "I need your profound cultivation to a high enough level so that I can refine a soul defense artifact."

"Soul defense artifact? I understand." Manke said with a smile: "I also know something about this aspect. To refine a soul defense artifact, one must basically reach the level of the fifth fusion of the law system in terms of my profound knowledge. This is too difficult for my talent."

Sean also said: "Yes, even if I teach you, I can't guarantee that it will succeed. I can only say that you should give it a try.

If that doesn’t work out, I might need you to do something else.”

"What's the matter?" Mank asked back.

Sean shook his head and said, "You don't need to know for now. If you can succeed, that would be great. If not, I'll tell you later."

"Okay." Mank agreed and then asked, "Then Mr. Sean, are you going to accept me as your disciple?"

"That's fine." Sean said with a faint smile.

If he accepted a three-element soul mutation existence as a disciple, it would not be considered a disgrace to his reputation as a great perfection. Such people are even rarer than great perfections and super beasts.
Even if one cannot eventually become a master of the Xuan'ao Shura level, reaching the Seven Stars or the Peak of the Seven Stars, one can still roam freely in the God Plane.

Anyway, there is no limit on the number of disciples, unlike the messengers of the main gods. However, for the Great Perfection, there is no need to accept disciples unless it is a special case.

Mank quickly knelt down and said, "Greetings, teacher."

This is a great and perfect upper god. If I am accepted as his disciple, then as long as I don’t commit suicide, no top family in the world would dare to attack me. This is absolute safety, comparable to the direct descendant of the main god.

Sean smiled and said, "Then let's fight first. I'll see how good you are at the Rules of Death, and then I'll teach you step by step."

Several years later, at the foot of Nether Mountain, Sean returned again.

The Water God clone of the Lord of Death glanced at Mank behind Sean and said with a smile, "Did you bring the person back?"

"Yes, I accepted him as my disciple, and then asked one of his divine clones to come to the underworld with me. For people with mutated souls, any divine clone can use other laws and rules." Sean replied.

The Lord of Death nodded and said, "It's quite magical. Unfortunately, I don't have a mutated soul, so I will never be able to understand this feeling."

Sean laughed and said, "The survival rate of soul mutation is only one in a billion. It only happens by luck. The three-series soul mutation is even rarer than the number of great perfections. After surviving a near-death experience, it is only right to receive such treatment."

"I know." The Lord of Death didn't care and asked again, "What is his level of mystical skills?"

Sean replied, "He's probably between six and seven stars. I brought him to the underworld to gather all our resources and see if we can raise him to the peak level of seven stars."

The Death Overlord asked curiously, "Shouldn't a Seven Star Peak cultivator be able to refine a Soul Defense Artifact?"

Sean said, "It's generally impossible, but I know a top magic circle master who can carve a magic circle to help those within it improve their soul control ability. With my help, even a peak Seven Star master can barely make it. Although the probability of failure is relatively high, we still have a trillion years. 10,000 failures and one success is enough."

He had discussed this with Breler long ago, asking him to research such a magic circle;
This magic circle master was very talented. After a period of research, he created a preliminary model, which could even be improved in the future;
However, this magic circle consumes a lot of resources and is not worth it under normal circumstances. But under special circumstances, it is worthwhile even if it consumes countless powers of the main gods.

"You know so many powerful people." The Lord of Death smiled and said, "I have found more than a dozen suitable masters of the Wind Element and the Law of the Earth. Would you like to take a look?"

Sean shook his head and said, "No need. There's no rush on this. Let those masters fight among themselves. I can just soul-seed the remaining few hundred people."

The Lord of Death nodded and said, "Alright, then our next core task is to improve Mank's mystical level."

"Yes, there are many masters on Nether Mountain. Let him experience various battles. Combined with our teachings, he may make a breakthrough." Sean also looked back at Mank;
I guess no one would dare to believe it if I told them that a Death Master and a Death Lord were both teaching a God-level master with all their strength.
Time flows slowly;

hell:

The Lord of Destruction, Uhtred, was in seclusion in the city of Wukun when suddenly a divine sense swept over him.

"Bifu? What's the matter?" Uhtred's voice sounded.

The Lord of Bifu said, "Lord, something happened in my Bifu Continent tens of thousands of years ago. It might be a token of the Supreme God."

Uhtred immediately opened his eyes and asked in a voice transmission, "What is it?"

The Lord God Bifu replied, "About tens of thousands of years ago, a bandit tribe in Yanmei Prefecture was wiped out by a High God who had refined his divine nature. This bandit tribe also had a master who was close to a six-star demon.

This upper god of the refining godhood holds a staff with a very powerful aura. Many other gods think it is a main artifact, but I think it may be the evil prison staff, one of the tokens of the Supreme God. "

(End of this chapter)