Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

The Brah race's unique talent surpasses even the Blood Sea clone created by Hemetus's devouring of the Blood Sea.

The birth of Heme's Blood Sea clone was entirely accidental, unlike the Bra tribe which could actively discard the special qualities in their souls.

……

Is that so?

González was initially worried that the hungry wolf had just left, and now the tiger was coming, but Sal simply ignored his presence.

So, González actually felt a bit aggrieved.

It's really baffling.

If he could do whatever he wanted, he would really like to yell, "I'm also a titled demon, can't you at least look me in the eye when you talk to me?"

But he dared not.

They had no choice but to fly away.

……

"Thrall thanks the great God of the Blood Sea, and thanks Lord Heimers."

After Gonzales flew away, Thrall, like a devout believer, knelt directly above the Sea of ​​the Dead.

He gently touched the backs of his hands, which were folded together, with his forehead and murmured something.

A wisp of golden faith power seemed to spring forth from nowhere, breaking through the Netherworld dimension and appearing directly on the soul of Heimus's Blood Sea clone.

It is the soul, not the divine personality.

Because the Blood Sea clone's sea of ​​consciousness didn't contain a main godhead at all, that colorless mist was directly fused with the soul.

At this point, it was impossible to tell the difference.

This is also why Hemestone has not yet devoured the lower-level godhood of life, because he himself does not know how to refine it.

This is invisible; at least, Sal himself cannot see it.

Although Heimos could see it, the ocean of souls was already covered by a golden power of faith.

There is simply no way to tell the difference.

Even a being as powerful as the Blood Sea Soul cannot withstand such a terrifying amount of computation.

The material planes are endless, and the main godhood itself collects the primal beliefs of the unconscious of life.

Even though it has turned into colorless mist, it is still the main god, and it plays a role similar to the key to the authority of heaven and earth.

……

Youming Mountain, halfway up the mountain.

"Boss, why did you suddenly come to Netherworld Mountain? We've been trapped in this purple mist for decades now, and we don't know when we'll be able to get out."

Near the mountaintop, Lei Sijing, still looking like a bald young man, muttered to himself.

Since he was the son of the supreme god and Heimus was at the Great Perfection stage, Resjing was not worried about his own safety at all.

Since this is the territory of the Death Sovereign Chris, and given the Sovereign's emphasis on face, she certainly wouldn't allow anything to happen to Resjing.

Even if there are no consequences, it would still be a loss of face for the Lord of Death, and the Lord of Death would never allow such a thing to happen.

As for Heimers, as long as the Lord of Death doesn't make a move, who can threaten the Great Perfection?

What's your rush?

Heimers wasn't in a hurry at all.

He still maintained his relaxed and composed demeanor, mainly because he had been studying the mists of Netherworld Mountain along the way.

It's called research.

It's really just about devouring.

The golden space is Heimus's greatest asset since his rebirth. Although the Blood Sea clone is miraculous, even the Blood Sea clone was born from the golden space.

Could the golden space, which is the source of everything, be simple?

It is also necessary to devote appropriate energy to studying his golden space.

……

The area around Youming Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round.

The lower half of the mountain was shrouded in white mist, while the upper half was shrouded in gray mist.

The mountaintop area was shrouded in purple mist.

It was precisely because of this three-colored mist that the interior of Netherworld Mountain was completely obscured.

The most peculiar thing is the omnipresent chains of heaven and earth on Mount Youming.

Like a waterfall.

From the highest point of the Netherworld Mountain.

Chains of lightning, resembling dragons, hung down.

All the way down to the foot of the mountain, countless lightning chains, each as thick as a person's waist, hung down, covering the surface of the clouds and mist.

The distance between adjacent lightning chains is only about one or two meters.

That's considered extremely dense.

No one should try to take a shortcut to fly out of the fog, because once the power of the chains of heaven and earth is triggered, it is often beyond the capacity of even the highest gods to withstand.

Heme was able to withstand it, but not entirely because of the power of the will within his soul.

There are also the unique features of Kingsoft itself.

If one were to directly confront this chain of heaven and earth composed of innate laws, even a Great Perfection cultivator would be unable to withstand it.

However, if it is just a momentary impact, with the protection of willpower, achieving Great Perfection is still not a problem.

Heimers is different.

He wasn't afraid even if he jumped directly into the chains between heaven and earth.

As long as the power of will protects the ocean of souls, Heimus, the earth avatar after merging with the main body of Jinshan, is not afraid of any material threat.

He still thinks about it sometimes.

If one were to accidentally fall into a spatial turbulence, even with only the Divine Armor and Jinshan's physical body, they should be able to withstand it for quite some time.

The Heaven and Earth Chains possess terrifying power, but they are still definitely below the level of spatial turbulence.

"Boom boom boom~!"

Clumps of purple mist were swallowed by Heme and swallowed into the golden space, then dissolved into nothingness.

He had done the same thing before, in the white and gray foggy areas at the foot and middle of the mountain.

Currently, the golden space is probably only something that supreme artifacts cannot devour.

It's not impossible.

However, since Heimus does not possess the Supreme Artifact, it is unclear whether he can devour it.

As for why they couldn't get out, Lei Sijing wasn't surprised at all.

Let's just assume that Heimus was also helplessly trapped here. Anyway, this is the territory of the Lord of Death, so it's normal that the Great Perfection technique doesn't work.

……

"Let's go!"

Heimers said calmly.

Although the purple area is the smallest among the three-colored mists of Youming Mountain.

Even though Hemetus devoured a massive amount of purple mist.

The purple mist gathered at the summit of Netherworld Mountain showed no signs of decreasing.

Wow, the fog has thinned out again!

Shortly after Hemes decided to continue climbing the mountain, the surrounding purple mist began to thin out.

Based on the information gathered at the Netherworld Hotel, this should be a sign that they are about to step out of the foggy area.

So Lei Sijing was extremely excited and shouted loudly again.

"OK OK!"

Heimers transmitted his voice, "This is the territory of the Lord of Death, we should be more discreet."

The main reason was that Lei Sijing kept a low profile; he remained calm throughout.

It's impossible for a high-ranking god to be so calm and composed when he comes to storm the Netherworld Mountain.

"Boss, do you think that guy is lost?"

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning suddenly struck down from high above, striking the person that Resjing had previously pointed at and wanted Heimers to see.

It turned directly into coke.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!"

A hurricane swept by, leaving only a black divine core on the ground.

Whether it's lightning or a sudden hurricane, these are extremely common sights in the Netherworld Mountain.

Strictly speaking, this was not an ordinary hurricane, because lightning destroyed the high-ranking god who had just been killed.

This leads to an imbalance of local energy, so this hurricane was simply caused by the movement of energy from the underworld.

"died?"

Lei Sijing was dumbfounded.

The lightning that struck them in the gray fog zone before wasn't nearly as powerful.

"died."

Heimos remained indifferent.