If a deity or mortal suffered a soul attack, but the soul attack only brought them to the brink of death, they had a chance to become a soul mutate. Soul mutates were divided in two-way, three-way, and four-way soul mutates. As long as one become a soul mutate, they would be able to merge divine power between different edicts and laws. They could even fuse the profound mysteries between the different edicts and laws.
A profound truth created from the fusion of two profound mysteries of different laws equalled the fusion of three profound mysteries. In addition to their fused divine power, which granted them all a ten times increase in strength. As long as these requirements were met, a soul mutate was a guaranteed seven-star fiend.
However, the chances of becoming a soul mutate were too low. Two-way soul mutates had less than a ten percent chance of surviving. As for three-way soul mutates? Only one was referenced in the novel, and they weren’t even named. According to Akasha’s estimate, the fusion of three profound mysteries, each from a different edict or law, would make it equivalent to a fusion of five profound mysteries, or maybe even six.
Of course, the most powerful soul mutate was undoubtedly a four-way soul mutate. Not only would the four-way fused divine power grant a thousand times increase in strength, they would be granted two portions of Will. Even a Paragon Highgod, one who had completed master an edict or fused all profound mysteries in an elemental law, would only gain one portion of Will.
Akasha originally searched for news of soul mutates, but after millions of years with no news, he gradually forgot them. He just never expected that the first soul mutate he encountered would be the Fiend King, and that it would be a result of his own hands!
He began to think of ways to retreat. He would flee first and then find a suitable time for Aether to also escape.
The Fiend King didn’t know of Akasha’s thoughts, repeated his words. “Soul mutate, soul mutate… Yes, I am a soul mutate. It seems that you know a bit about it. Are you one, too?”
“No, I’m not, but I’ve met one before,” Akasha lied without batting an eye. “I just never expected for you to become one because of me.”
The Fiend King smiled. “Since that’s the case, let’s resume our battle.”
Akasha said nothing as he entered his strongest state. Although he planned to escape, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t fight. Who knew, maybe he could withstand the Fiend King’s strength?
Alas, he thought too beautifully. Under the Fiend King’s newfound strength, Akasha could only relegate himself to a punching bag. Just as he was about to flee, the Fiend King stopped. “Alright, I’ve understood my strength. I’m going to go back to Fiendking City. And tell your goons to leave.”
Akasha’s expression twisted, but he could only nod. The feelings of being commanded wasn’t pleasant at all.
The Fiend King turned around to leave, but he stopped after turning his back. He gave Akasha a playful smile. “If your strength improves, I don’t mind accepting your challenge.”
Without waiting for Akasha to reply, the Fiend King’s figure disappeared. Akasha sighed. The Fiend King likely already understood that his potential already exceeded Akasha’s. Unless Akasha completely mastered the Edict of Destruction or fused all six profound mysteries of light, he would never be the Fiend King’s equal.
Akasha had no doubt about the Fiend King reaching the asura level in the fusion of profound mysteries alone. However, whether or not he could become a Paragon was another matter.
That existence said that he waited for a thousand kalpas for Linley to appear. How long was a single kalpa? Six quadrillion years!
The universe of Coiling Dragon may not be a thousand kalpas old at the end of the novel, but the difference should be negligible. Yet, there were only thirty suspected Paragons in the whole universe before Linley detached himself.
Even Akasha didn’t have complete confidence to become a Paragon. He knew how hard it was for a supreme divine beast like himself to become a Paragon, but that didn’t mean he would give up. Everything he did was in preparation for attaining the High Sovereign Spark of Destruction. Once he attained that, he would have more than enough time to become a Paragon.
And, his end goal wasn’t to become a Paragon, but to transcend like Linley. He didn’t have Linley’s talent, but that existence didn’t say it was impossible to transcend.
Akasha returned to Alspirit City and ordered the deities surrounding Fiendking City to retreat. Next. he ordered his subordinates to focus on completing the map as fast as possible. Although it didn’t seem like the Fiend King wanted to kill him, what if the latter changed his mind?
Half a million years later, Akasha and Aether disappeared from Alspirit City, taking the map with him. With Akasha gone, the deities of Alspirit City and his territory could only seek refuge in the Fiend King, but that had nothing to do with Akasha anymore. Instead, he focused on improving his strength and finding Wodred.
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Travelling through the Chaotic Sea was incredibly boring. Although a few islands would occasionally appear, most of them were uninhabited. Still, Akasha noticed a few islands had saint-level lifeforms. Since the teleportation arrays in the material planes needed divine powers to operate, only deities could ascend to the Four Higher Realms. If a saint wanted to go to a higher realm, they had to follow a deity.
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Still, the saints on these islands weren’t from the material planes but natural-born life of the Infernal Realm. Akasha didn’t sense any deities nearby, so these saints had likely never even seen a deity before. They might even think that the tiny islands were the only continent in the Infernal Realm.
As a lifeform born in the early years of the Infernal Plane, these saints were likely juvenile divine beasts, and their talent wouldn’t be too bad. At the very least, they would become highgods, given enough time. Akasha had an urge to raise a few of them in order to devour them, but he stopped himself and continued to travel.
Finally, after another half million years, he discovered a demigod ruling over an island. A saint might not have the information he wanted, but a demigod might.
Akasha had Aether hide himself and wait outside. As for himself, he appeared in front of the demigod.
“Who!?”
Before the demigod even had a chance to move, Akasha unleashed his godrealm and firmly suppressed the demigod. “You only have one chance to live. Tell me everything you know.”
The demigod’s name was Varun, and he was only a minor manager of the island. The island was part of an archipelago ruled by a highgod in trained in the Elemental Law of Water, Davar. In total, the island had over a hundred demigods, twenty-three gods, and one highgod.
According to Varun, there were originally two highgods, but Davar expelled the other one after winning a duel. Davar wanted to kill the other highgod, but the two sides had nearly the same amount of strength. Had it not been for Davar’s divine ability, it was unknown who would have won or lost.
In Akasha’s estimation, Davar should have not fused any profound mysteries. Currently, the common sense of fusing profound mysteries had not spread, and few highgods could independently discover that profound mysteries could fuse.
The Fiend King was an absolute genius in this aspect.
After draining Varun of all the information he had, Akasha killed him and a demigod divine spark of water popped out of his corpse. Akasha swallowed the divine spark of water, storing it in her stomach, and destroyed the corpse. Inkstones, the currency of the later generation, had not appeared yet since Sovereigns have not been born, so divine sparks became the most common currency.
Varun’s disappearance would not be discovered thousands of years after Akasha left. Even if someone discovered his death, it would not cause any waves because of a battle that shocked the archipelago.
“Who are you?” a colossal humanoid with glowing white skin and a vertical crest atop his head asked.
Akasha said nothing as he stared at Davar. Most divine beasts were, as the name implied, bestial and not humanoid like the one before him. Thus, humanoid divine beasts were given the subcategory of titans for the stronger ones, and giants for the weaker ones.
“I want to you to tell me everything you know, the strongest experts nearby, the geography, everything,” Akasha said.
Davar laughed, but rage filled his laughter. He suddenly stopped and glared at Akasha. “Do you think I would tell an intruder like you?”
Akasha smiled. “It seems like you have quite the confidence in yourself.”
Davar didn’t answer as he rushed toward Akasha with a punch. Akasha’s height didn’t even reach two meters, and Davar stood over a hundred meters tall. Comparing the two was like comparing a bug to a human. However, when Akasha’s fist clashed with him, it was Davar who was knocked onto the ground, cracking it.
“You!?” Davar said. From the initial clash, he already knew that Akasha’s power exceeded his. He wasn’t someone imprisoned by his territory. He had actually ventured out and interacted with other highgods. Thus, he knew that highgods who trained in the edicts and superior divine beast possessed stronger strength than his.
“What do you want?” Davar finally said.
“I told you, I want information.”
Davar turned silent, thinking if he should force Akasha to pay for the information. That thought disappeared when his gaze connected with Akasha’s icy gaze. Upon sensing the premonition of death, Davar told Akasha almost everything he knew. It was not like what he said was considered a secret among the residents that lived near the archipelago. “I’ve already told you everything. Can you leave now?”
“Almost. I just need one last thing.”
“What?” Davar asked, his temper rising.
“You.”
Davar didn’t have a chance to react as Akasha attacked. HIs hands pierced Davar’s body and gouged out a hole in his torso. At this moment, he finally reacted and burst out with light-type divine power. To Akasha’s surprise, a second figure emerged out of Davar’s power, also exuding the aura of a highgod.
It seemed that Davar was also quite talented since he had another highgod clone. Still, one more ordinary highgod mattered little to someone with Akasha’s strength.
Black ripples radiated off of Akasha in waves, causing the two Davar to feel a sense of weakness. Their eyes widened in fear. They sensed that if they continued to endure the black-grey ripples, they would die. Both of them unleashed their godrealms, but it was useless. Left with no choice, the two Davar merged back into one and transformed into a streak of light that flew into the distance.
Among the four edicts and seven elemental laws, deities who trained in the Elemental Law of Light, Wind, and Lightning possessed the fastest speed. However, Akasha was a highgod that possessed the strength of a seven-star fiend. With his accomplishments in the Edict of Destruction, only death awaited Davar.
Akasha flew after Davar. As he flew, the space in front of him exploded and shattered, creating a vacuum that pulled him forward. Still, Akasha didn’t catch up to Davar until he was far away from the archipelago and prying eyes.
“How can your speed be so fast?” Davar asked.
“I’m just stronger than you,” Akasha said. “Now, goodbye.”
“Wai—” Davar never had a chance to finish as Akasha transformed into a wyrm that burrowed into his body. He didn’t even have a chance to scream as the light in his eyes dimmed. Two divine sparks fell out of his body, which were caught by Aether, who arrived later.
Davar’s body shrunk until it was a black wyrm. Akasha transform back into a humanoid and instead burrowed into Aether’s body, causing the latter to revert to his true form, a Gold-Crowned Gryphon. Slowly, the gryphon’s size increased by three times, becoming seventy meters. Only then did Akasha come out of the Aether’s body.
“Okay, let’s go find Plato,” Akasha said.