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

Chapter 85 The Domineering Lord of Death

Heaven, the Shengyuan Mountains in the center of Shengyuan Continent:
This place is surrounded by clouds and mist, and no god-level person can get close to it within a radius of one million miles. Once you enter, no matter how you move forward in a straight line, you will eventually come out from another direction.

On the central peak of the mountain range, there is a very elegant courtyard where a white-haired young man is sitting. Suddenly, he looked up and saw two people appear in front of him.

"Greetings, Master." The white-haired young man immediately stood up and bowed, then looked at the person next to the old man: "Wyatt?"

Wyatt laughed, "Magnus, it's been trillions of years."

The Lord of Fate, Auf, said with a smile, "Magnus, I asked Wyatt to come here. Several members of the Four Divine Beasts' family were also poisoned by Sean's souls, and there's no way to remove it, so I brought them here. Wyatt happens to be in Hell as well, and since he's a master of the Law of Life, we can study together."

"Understood, Master." Magnus nodded;

He also knew that the great perfection of the rules of life was no less important than the rules of destiny in the study of the soul. In fact, the rules of life themselves were even more powerful in saving people.

Wyatt looked at Magnus and asked, "Magnus, may I ask what you felt deep down in your soul when you were struck by Sean's soul poison? This is very important."

"Well, it's like this." Although Magnus felt embarrassed, if he wanted to crack Sean's trick, he had to reveal some information.

After all, he was the only one who had been poisoned by Sean.

Aofu didn't react at all. He had known this for a long time. After hearing this, Wyatt said in surprise, "You tried your best to block it, but you couldn't stop that trace of soul poison. It seems that other great masters can't block it either. If you really fight him, your soul will definitely be damaged."

"Yes, although he couldn't kill us, it was enough to affect us. Even if I hadn't been exiled at the time, I probably wouldn't have been able to defeat him later." Magnus sighed and said, "Unless we also get a soul defense main artifact."

"There's no specific solution, so this is it," Wyatt agreed.

No matter how strong Sean's Death Poison is, it was cast at the Great Perfection level, and it would be useless against the Soul Defense Master Artifact.

But if a bunch of great masters choose to obtain the main artifact of soul defense because they are worried about Sean, this itself is a loss. You know, even many Shuras look down on the main artifact of soul defense.

Magnus looked at the unconscious people on the ground and said, "Perhaps these people can help us."

Aofu smiled and said, "Not necessarily. The poison in these people is different from the one you had before. It's much weaker. It's just that they are the souls of ordinary Higher Gods, and it has been a long time. The poison in Sean's soul has merged with their souls, making it difficult to remove the poison without hurting them."

"This is also a very deep spiritual achievement." Magnus immediately released his spiritual sense to investigate and said, "Sean's research in this area is truly much better than mine."

Wyatt said curiously, "But didn't he just achieve great perfection? How come he is so good at studying the soul?"

"I don't know. You can ask him when you have a chance in the future. You don't have any hatred against him." Magnus shook his head and said.

Decades later, in a divine plane next to the underworld:

The Lord of Death was covered in flames, and a large amount of strange, dark soul aura seemed to burn and distort the space, and then shot directly into the body of a withered-faced old man next to him.

The old man with a withered face had his eyes closed the whole time. Then he shook his head and said, "No, even though you didn't use the power of will, the power of your move is still far less than Sean's."

The Lord of Death sighed and said, "It seems that there is indeed a gap between the study of the mysteries and the study of the soul. The same moves have a power difference of more than a hundred times."

Over the past few decades, the Lord of Death has also learned from Sean his unique soul poison refining techniques, but no matter what he did, he could not refine the soul poison with the terrifying power that Sean had.

There was no other way, so he could only use the soul poison refined by Sean and then use his own mysterious power to release it. But even so, the power was still far less than that of Sean.

The old man with a withered face continued, "If your divine clone used this move, it would at most cause a slight discomfort to the souls of ordinary Great Perfection cultivators, but it would not harm them, let alone cause any long-term effects."

"That means that even if I reach the state of great perfection, I still can't unleash Sean's power?" The Lord of Death murmured.

The old man with a withered face smiled and said, "This is normal. Even if they are at the Great Perfection, their research directions are different. Sean is good at developing soul poison, so even if another Great Perfection Death Rule appears between heaven and earth, it may not be able to surpass him in this aspect."

The mysteries of Great Perfection are the same. Although everyone has achieved Great Perfection, their strengths are different. For example, if there are multiple Great Perfections in the Law of the Earth, some may be good at strength, some at defense, and some at gravity and space.

The rule system does not have exact mysteries, but it also has biases. Among the Shuras in the rules of death, some are good at soul attacks, some are good at soul defense, some are good at material attacks, or like Sean, they are good at making poisons and bewitching people.

"It seems that it is too difficult to improve my strength." The Lord of Death sighed and said that she could only give up this hope;
The soul poison refined by Sean is indeed a little stronger than the soul poison she refined herself, but for a master of the same level, it is really of little significance and is far inferior to her innate magical powers.

The Lord of the Netherworld said with a smile, "The Lord's strength is unmatched by many in the world."

"There's still a big gap compared to those two." The Lord of Death shook his head.

The Lord of the Underworld didn't say anything else, as he naturally knew who those two were.

Sean stayed by their side, accompanying the two main gods. As he expected, without the help of the soul beads, the power of his soul poison would not be so outrageous when used by others.

The Lord of Death looked at Sean again and said with a smile, "Sean, although it didn't work, I still want to thank you."

"You're welcome, Master." Sean said with a smile.

He actually hoped that the Death Lord would be stronger, because he would need to rely on this Lord in the future.
But from the surface, the other three are all great perfections, Uhtred is a great perfection of super beast, and Auf is even more powerful than the sky. As for the Lord of Life Vivia, from the original book we only know that she is a great perfection, and it is not known whether she is a special race, but even if she is ordinary, her strength should still be stronger than the Lord of Death.

In other words, among the four masters, death is the weakest.
The one he had offended was the Lord of Light, and behind him was the Lord of Fate, Auf. This problem was difficult to solve unless he also went to hunt down the Lord of Light or the Lord of Life;
But it was different from Linley's hunting of Theresa. At least there was real hatred for her. If he hunted other gods without any reason and was stopped after the first one succeeded, he would face the siege of the four masters of rules.

So he didn't want to take such a risk until the last step.

The Lord of Death asked again: "Sean, let me ask you, what is the raw material of your soul poison? Did you refine it with your own soul power?" "Not entirely, I am still collecting some extremely toxic wonders in the world, or some special plants and creatures." Sean replied.

His soul seed ability was far from reaching its limit, so in the God Plane, there were always many seven-star and six-star demons collecting useful items for him, and even issuing tasks through the Demon Castle. In any case, apart from this matter, everything else was normal, and even the main god could not tell that they were soul-seed.

Every once in a while, these people would gather the supplies together and then one of them would deliver them to Sean.

The Lord of Death nodded and said, "These are indeed possible, but these naturally occurring poisons are not very toxic. If you can find some mythical beasts with very strong toxicity, perhaps they can be even more powerful."

"I've thought about this, but it's very difficult to find these mythical beasts." Sean replied, "There aren't many mythical beasts in the world, and even fewer with soul poison talents. And such a mythical beast must also meet my needs.
Furthermore, I cannot identify it with my eyes or divine sense. Unless this kind of divine beast uses its innate magical power or some special trick on me, I can detect it. In these countless years, I have never encountered such a divine beast."

Even if one has reached the Great Perfection, it is difficult to do such a thing. No matter how strong a person is, his power is limited, unless some powerful forces are arranged to do so. However, if one only considers the level of Great Perfection, it seems unnecessary to increase the toxicity of the soul poison a little bit.
When the avatar of the Lord God can appear openly in the divine plane in the future, then perhaps it will be much more convenient to do this, and it will also be necessary. After all, the power of the Lord God has no limit.

The Lord of Death nodded and said, "That's fine. I can help you find this kind of mythical beast, but I also need you to agree to one condition."

"What conditions?" Sean also knew that there was no free lunch in the world;
But it doesn't matter. To form an alliance of interests with anyone, you have to have a lot of transactions like this, and they are all beneficial transactions anyway.

The Lord of Death said, "I hope you can figure out a way to allow other masters of the Death Rule to use your soul poison to improve their soul attacks."

"Let others use my soul poison?" Sean said with some embarrassment, "Master, this is difficult for me to research. I need your long-term cooperation."

Upon hearing this request, Sean knew that the Lord of Death's purpose was to hope that he, a Great Perfection, could research a method to increase her attack power;

But even if I have achieved great perfection, it is difficult to do this. At most, I can study together.

The Lord of Death smiled and said, "That's not a problem. I live in Nether Mountain anyway. If you need any cooperation, just come to me directly. I'm lazy and don't like to use my brain. From now on, I will cooperate with you, and you just need to work hard."

"Okay." Sean could only agree;
Let the Great Perfection of the Death Rule research the most powerful trick, and then improve his own strength to dominate is domineering;
However, this is also because he has a good relationship with the master, and they are considered "friends", otherwise other masters would not be able to do this;

For example, in the original novel, Beyer has a trick that allows thousands of divine clones to simultaneously cast the wind space, forming an extremely terrifying binding force. The wind master Diya obviously does not know this trick.

The Lord of Death continued, "I know you're not short of the Lord God's power, but I'll still give you some extra. If you need to resurrect someone in the material plane, you can also come to me. You know the power of my Heart of the Underworld."

"Not yet." Sean shook his head.

In fact, after achieving Great Perfection, he also went to the Lord of Death to inquire about his parents' situation, because as long as he could remember, he was an orphan;

The results of the investigation by the Lord of Death showed that he had no parents. According to the Lord of Death, either his parents had died, or he was a natural born life, like some mythical beasts.

At this moment, the Lord of the Netherworld suddenly said, "Master, speaking of divine beasts that are naturally poisonous, what do you think of the Nether Scorpion?"

"Scorpio?" The Death Lord's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, then nodded in agreement, "Scorpio is indeed very suitable. This race of people is born with a very terrible soul poison."

"Scorpio? I seem to have heard of this mythical beast." Sean asked calmly.

This was the third time he had heard of the mythical beast Pluto. The first time was from the memory left behind by the main god Fister, whose true form was Pluto; the second time was from Buwitt's follower, the contracted mythical beast Heinxi, whose true form was also Pluto; and now it was the third time.

The Lord of Death explained, “This Pluto Scorpion is a very special beast. There are quite a few of them, and they are naturally adept at the rules of death and darkness.
A single individual is similar to an ordinary mythical beast, with a slightly stronger body than ordinary races, and its innate magical powers are also average, nothing special;

But one thing is certain: this race can devour each other. The more they devour, the stronger their physical strength and the power of their innate magical powers will become. The innate magical power of the Pluto Scorpion is a poisonous soul attack, and those who are struck will suffer immense pain.

"It's truly amazing! I never imagined such a divine beast could exist between heaven and earth." Sean asked calmly, "Since devouring its own kind can make one stronger, has such a super divine beast ever appeared?"

"Haha, that's a good question." The Lord of Death laughed happily. "In theory, if the Pluto Scorpion race continues to devour, a super beast will be born. But in reality, it's impossible. I know of a Pluto Scorpion who spent countless trillions of years searching for his own kind to devour, but in the end, he couldn't reach the level of a super beast. At most, he was about the same as the Amethyst Divine Beast, or a little stronger. He was still a little short of a super beast, but he was close."

"That's very powerful." Sean nodded.

Super beasts belong to the heaven-defying level. The number of such beasts in the world is probably about the same as that of the Great Perfection.
The divine beasts below the super divine beasts are also divided into different levels. The purple crystal divine beast is the most powerful one under the super divine beast. Ordinary divine beasts are just garbage. Maybe their innate magical powers are not very useful when they reach the upper god level.

It seems that Lord Fist has spent countless trillions of years but has not yet become a super beast. He may be just a little bit short, but the gap is huge.

The Lord of Death continued, "However, these Pluto Scorpions are not easy to find. They are no different from normal species, and you can't tell them apart without using your innate magical powers. As long as they get too close to one of their own species, they will develop a desire to devour them, and they won't stop until every one of them is dead."

Sean asked curiously, "Can this mythical beast race be cultivated?"

The Lord of Death shook his head and said, "It won't work. This race has no offspring born naturally. Otherwise, the Scorpio I know would have raised one himself long ago."

"Then we can only look for it slowly." Sean replied.

The Lord of Death sighed and said, "Yeah, it'll probably take some time. I'll send someone to look for it."

Sean smiled again and said, "There's no time to rush."

Anyway, it was just a word from the Lord of Death, and countless soldiers of the Lord God ran themselves to pieces.

As for time, it has no meaning to the Lord God or the Great Perfection. The Panlong world is not like the world of mortals. The ultimate enemy of life is time. If you want to lie down here, this is definitely the most suitable place.

Moreover, his main god clone still has a lot of Fister's blood and essence in his hands, so perhaps he can research something.

The only awkward thing was that his potential enemy was Augusta, who now possessed the Supreme Soul Defense Artifact.
However, if you can strengthen your body by studying the Scorpion, that would be good. Stronger physical attack and defense are better than nothing, and the soul attack is stronger. It will be a deterrent to other main gods except Auf and Augusta.

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