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

Chapter 99: Abnormality of the Angel Reincarnation Pond
This was a strange vision, completely different from the memory of the deceased Lord God. The subject of the vision did not seem to be any living creature, but the soul bead itself;

In a chaotic world, countless material planes were born, and within them, a large number of lives were born. These lives cultivated to become gods. When gods died in battles and conflicts, their souls were scattered, and their soul power returned to the world.

However, at some unknown time, a bead appeared in the endless turbulence of space. For some unknown reason, this bead could absorb the soul power of countless god-level masters after their souls were scattered. Eventually, the soul power in the bead became stronger and stronger, forming a solid entity, and gradually drifted in the turbulence of space.

After an unknown amount of time, the soul bead was suddenly hit by a special long sword with the attribute of destiny. The power of this sword was so terrifying that it actually broke through the skin of the soul bead. Although it was later blocked by the core of the soul bead, the surface of the soul bead was also injured. Part of the soul power belonging to the soul bead was separated from the soul bead body after being attacked.

Then, the portrait ended.

"Soul Orb wants me to recover the 13 soul powers that were blown away by the Supreme Sword of Destiny?"

Although the soul bead cannot speak, after connecting with Sean's soul, Sean immediately understood its needs even without verbal communication.

It seems that if the scattered soul power can be gathered again, it will be of great benefit to the soul bead.

"But how do we find these soul powers?"

Sean tried to ask, but there was no answer. The soul orb seemed to be just an instinctive need, not a conscious life, and it could not answer some clear questions.
However, the soul bead also instinctively told him that when the soul bead absorbed enough of the main god's power, the separated soul forces would gradually appear. As long as Sean got close, he should be able to discover them.
"A closer search again?" Sean was a little confused;
To find the Supreme God's Token and the Supreme God's Mirror, you need to get close to them. Now, to find the lost soul power, you also need to get close to it. The target is not clear, how can you find it?
But now it is not without gain. He roughly knows what the soul bead is. The soul bead obviously absorbed all the souls between heaven and earth, and then it has the terrifying and terrible soul power.

The memories of the deceased Lord God that were previously contained inside the orb were only because the Lord God’s soul was extremely powerful, and after death it could be preserved for a long time after entering the soul orb.

However, what is uncertain is whether the soul orb is formed by the aggregation of countless soul forces, or whether absorbing countless soul forces is just one of its characteristics?

"It seems that I still need to improve my strength as soon as possible. Once the rules of death are fully realized, I will have to find an opportunity to travel to the divine plane in my true form."

Whether he took away the main godhood of Anlanda's material plane and it was considered Augusta's was meaningless to argue about it. What mattered most was strength;

If he is not strong enough, then even if it is not Augusta's, he will accept it, and other masters will not offend Augusta for a weak person; on the contrary, if he is strong enough, as long as Augusta can't do anything to him, then it doesn't matter.

Of course, it's okay to have a big backer, but if you want the backer's protection, you also need to be powerful or useful;
Although he felt that he had a good relationship with the Lord of Death, that was also because the Lord level valued the Great Perfection, and because he himself had a certain value as a Great Perfection. On the contrary, for the Lord of Death, if he became a Lord God, he might not be as practical as a Great Perfection.

After all, any master has many main gods under him, including himself. Anyone can do what needs to be done by the main gods, but the great perfection is special.

Of course, he would try his best to handle the relationship with the Lord of Death, and even other Lords, and would try his best to make friends with them, but he would not put his life and property in the hands of others until he was sure enough.

Sea of ​​Chaos, Purgatory:
Sean, who concealed his presence and appearance, arrived here with Dennington and Resbu;
"There are many masters in Purgatory, and the Seven-Star Demons are often just soldiers in the plane battlefield. I don't dare to go there casually because of the risks involved." Dennington said.

Everyone knows that the plane battlefield is very dangerous. Generally, only those who are sure that they cannot break through the bottleneck dare to go in and try their luck. Dennington's cultivation speed is very fast, so naturally he will not go in and take risks.

Sean smiled and said, "The next Planar War is still trillions of years away. With your talent, you will most likely become a peak Shura-level expert. If you have the opportunity to become a Lord God's Messenger by then, you can venture into the Planar Battlefield."

Although he had spent over a million years searching for the Lord Godhead, and tens of thousands of years had passed since he became the Lord God, this amount of time was nothing compared to the plane war that happened once every trillion years.
In the Panlong Universe, the least valuable thing is time. As long as you are not killed, your life span has no meaning.
The powerful gods or main gods have all survived for countless trillions of years, so long that even they themselves have lost track of it.

For time travelers, this is actually the most perfect universe. In the holy land, life span is unlimited and there is no need to compete for resources for cultivation. It is simply a holy land for lying down. However, being able to become the main god or the master is the most cool thing.

"To be honest, I feel confident that I can reach the peak of Shura cultivation. I'm now at the level of an average Shura." Dennington shook his head. "But becoming a Lord God's messenger is almost impossible. Lord Gods usually choose special beings with high levels of profound mystical integration as messengers. Ordinary races like us, unless we've reached Great Perfection, even if our profound mystical strength is a little bit stronger, can't match the inherent talents of these special beings."

A powerful beast with 5 fused mysteries will be much more powerful than an ordinary race with 5.9 fused mysteries.

Not to mention the super beasts, which may not have any profound fusion skills, but can defeat the Shura level with just one move of their innate magical power.

"You know quite a lot." Sean smiled and said, "But not every Lord God cares about this. I am also an ordinary life. Before I reached the Great Perfection, I was accepted as a messenger by the Lord of Death.

You might have a chance too, and don't forget, you are a soul mutant, which is very special."

There are still some dual-element soul mutations in this world, but among them, the number who can cultivate the mysteries to the Shura level is very small;

As far as he knew, Aiken of the Bauhinia Continent also had a mutated soul, and his level of mystery was very high. He was known as the number one person under the main god of the Bauhinia Continent countless trillions of years ago. However, this person had long ago abdicated the Shura position and lived in seclusion, and no one knew where he was.

After thinking for a moment, Dennington said, "Perhaps, but the peak Shuras all have the power of the Lord God. My soul mutation will have no advantage after using the power of the Lord God.

The only advantage may be that in daily situations, it can moderately save the main god's power, or expand the range of exploration with divine power;
These have no great significance to the Lord God."

"So it all depends on chance." Sean said with a smile, "Maybe one day I can become the Lord God's Messenger."

As soon as his main god's clone comes to the divine plane, he will immediately recruit Dennington as the main god's messenger; anyway, even Shura at the peak of 5 fusion is not bad as the main god's messenger, similar to O'Carroll, equipped with a physical defense main artifact, and as long as he doesn't encounter the God-Eating Rat, he can easily become a peak powerhouse.

However, it is indeed difficult for such an existence to kill other Shuras in the plane battlefield and obtain the main artifact.

"I hope so." Dennington didn't care and continued, "Mr. Sean, the Lord of Heimiao ahead is a peak Shura who has cultivated the Law of Death. How about we give it a try?"

Although he didn't know why Sean, as a great master, was still looking for masters of the Death Rule to fight, Dennington still tried his best to meet Sean's needs and searched many masters in the entire hell.

"Okay, let's try it." Sean nodded.

If one wants to achieve great perfection, one must fight endlessly and then seek an opportunity for a breakthrough. This opportunity may appear only after billions of years, or it may not appear at all.

But if you don't challenge and just stay in seclusion, it is highly likely that it will never happen.

Whether looking for Dennington or others, or even going to the underworld and other divine planes in the future, it is to find masters to fight. It is best to fight against masters according to the rules of death, but other rules and laws are also acceptable. As long as there is a fight, there may be a chance of a breakthrough.

For the next million years, Sean and his companions kept their identities hidden, constantly traveling through Hell, the Underworld, the Life Realm, and multiple Law-based God Planes, challenging masters.
He also never revealed his identity as a Great Perfection. Otherwise, if the Palace Master Shura who was being challenged knew of his Great Perfection, wouldn't he immediately surrender? Only if they didn't know his identity would they go all out. Meanwhile, Sean didn't use the power of his will, only the profound knowledge of his own Death Rules, to constantly engage these people. The same was true for Dennington. His strength had continuously improved over a million years, almost approaching that of a peak Shura.

However, such behavior cannot be hidden from the Lord God. No matter how hard a master of the Great Perfection level hides it, the Lord God will find it once he investigates.

Therefore, over the years, several main gods have appeared or descended as energy clones to communicate with Sean appropriately, or invited him to be a guest. Sean also readily agreed. He did not ask for a good relationship, but at least did not want to make enemies.
The strongest god he had ever met was Vivia, the Lord of Life. She had a very good relationship with the Lord of Death and was also very optimistic about Sean. She even invited Sean to live on her island for half a month.
Light God Realm, God Realm Sea:

On a mysterious island, a large number of god-level masters and angels gathered together. In the middle of their camp, there were a large number of pools of different sizes. The small ones were dozens of meters in size, and the large ones were as high as a hundred meters.

Suddenly, one of the two largest pools emitted a dazzling light, a blazing white light that illuminated the surrounding area for hundreds of miles, and the brightness it emitted overwhelmed the sun in the sky;

Such a huge energy fluctuation naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding gods and angels. Above the pool, phantoms condensed into figures, and a large number of masters appeared around in an instant.

"The Twelve-Winged Angel Reincarnation Pool is lit? Another Twelve-Winged Angel is about to be born?"

"How is this possible? Wasn't there one born 60 years ago? How did it appear again?"

"Isn't this probability basically impossible?"

Many of the Lord God's army's high-ranking gods and angels discussed this with each other, finding it incredible what was happening before their eyes.

You have to know that it has been countless trillions of years since the creation of the world, and only a few thousand twelve-winged angels have been born. According to probability, it is unknown how many trillions of years it will take for one to appear.
60 years ago, a twelve-winged angel appeared. At that time, the great Lord of Light was very happy and rewarded many people present with the power of the Lord God.

The last time such a happy event happened was who knows how many trillions of years ago, but it happened again in just 60 years. This made everyone present feel outrageous. If the twelve-winged angels were so easy to give birth to, then both the Light God Realm and the Dark God Realm would be invincible in the plane battlefield.

But no matter whether everyone is suspicious of something, they can't do anything in front of the Angel Reincarnation Pool. No one can interfere with the work of the Reincarnation Pool, not even the Lord God.

On the surface of the Angel Reincarnation Pool below, a large amount of the power of the God of Light surged, and the dazzling light made it impossible to look directly at it. After a long time, the light gradually dissipated, and in the ripples on the water surface inside the pool, a man with 6 wings on each side of his back emerged from the water.

"A twelve-winged angel?"

Although everyone present had seen the birth of the twelve-winged angel, today's situation seemed very abnormal to them.

Suddenly, a light a thousand times brighter than before appeared above everyone, and even the masters at the upper god level subconsciously closed their eyes.

A terrifying power radiated from above in a light as dazzling as the sun.

"Meet the Lord!"

All the soldiers, including the commander, knelt down. They also knew that this twelve-winged angel reincarnation pool belonged to the great Lord of Light...

The light of the "sun" above gradually faded, revealing a figure wearing a golden battle robe. It was the supreme god of the realm of light: Augusta.

"Another twelve-winged angel?" Augusta was also shocked. He couldn't understand why this happened.

Then he looked down and asked, "Steve, check which plane the pure soul was sacrificed from."

"Yes, Lord." Another twelve-winged angel immediately walked to the angel reincarnation pool, closed his eyes and investigated. After a moment, his face was full of surprise. Then he said to the white figure above: "Lord, I have checked it out. It is the material plane of Abia."

"Abia's material plane? The previous twelve-winged angel was also from Abia's material plane, right?" Augusta asked in shock.

The angel below replied, "Yes, Lord, it is the same plane."

"Two twelve-winged angels in the same plane?" Augusta naturally guessed that this plane was very special. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a soul transmission.

"Off?"

Augusta's face changed drastically. He and Aofu hadn't communicated like this for countless trillions of years;

He and Auf, the Lord of Fate, were from the magical Bula tribe between heaven and earth. After their souls were split, they looked like two different people because of their different personalities. Therefore, none of the other Lords and Gods would guess that they were actually the same person.
However, since they are essentially one person, their souls can communicate normally, just like other normal god-level multiple clones.
It's just because of their different personalities that they often look down on each other. In addition, they need to keep it confidential, so they both have an agreement that if there is anything, they can just communicate normally. Just like when dealing with a third party, they will not use soul communication unless it is absolutely necessary.

Auf transmitted his voice, "I know about the twelve-winged angel. I have another thing. About 30 years ago, a twelve-winged dark angel was born in the Dark God Plane. Did he also come from the Abia Material Plane?"

After hearing this, Augusta was shocked and said, "In one plane, in a million years, three twelve-winged angels were born? How is this possible?"

"It doesn't matter what's happening now. What's important is to take over this plane first, and then slowly study it." Aofu said in a voice transmission: "If we can continue to produce twelve-winged angels, then by that time, won't we have the final say on the plane battlefield?"

Augusta also reacted: "Yes, this material plane is too important. The Dark Lord must not be allowed to obtain it."

In the plane battlefield, the one who decides the outcome is the Great Perfection Upper God, but in the most important ten-game winning streak decisive battle, the Great Perfection generally does not participate in the battle, so the one who decides the outcome is the Twelve-Winged Angel.

Even if the number is sufficient, even a great angel will be defeated in a small space. However, under normal circumstances, it is very difficult to gather 1000 twelve-winged angels. Now, three appear in a million years. This is simply a gift from the Supreme God to the angels of light and darkness.

"It's too late. Uhtred also knows about this." Auf sighed.

Augusta's expression changed drastically: "How did he know?"

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