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Chapter 8: Wodred

Plato was a highgod that stood at ten meters tall and donned a tunic. He was born in the Infernal Realm and trained in the Elemental Law of Water. Since young, he had always stood above his peers, the Watersteel Giants. And it didn’t take long for him to become a highgod and become stronger than the ancestor of the Watersteel Giants, the Aquasteel Titan. He thought he had become one of the kings of the Infernal Realm, but reality told him he was too naïve.

He had encountered a highgod that trained in one of the four edicts. Although he survived, he learned that deities that trained in the four edicts could grow stronger than deities that trained in the elemental laws. Plato felt lost. It was impossible for him to train anything except the Elemental Law of Water, because he had chosen to fuse with his divine spark when he became a demigod.

Were deities of the elemental laws really inferior to deities of the edicts?

Plato couldn’t accept this and tried everything he could to increase his strength. Through his experiments, he learned elemental deities could also further increase their strength by fusing the profound mysteries within their law.

Although Plato was overjoyed by his discovery, he didn’t rush to announce his strength. Instead, he only announced his strength to the world after fusing three profound mysteries. Most people thought he had gotten a wondrous treasure to gain his current strength, and many more attacked him for it. He didn’t reveal the truth, and he wasn’t afraid of people attempting to kill him for his ‘treasure’ either.

With time, fewer deities challenged, cementing his status as the overlord of a region. Under his umbrella, the Watersteel Giants became the number one power in the surrounding region. Plato thought he would become even stronger with time, becoming invincible once he fused all six profound mysteries of water.

However, he met a highgod of destruction even stronger than him.

“Only three profound mysteries fused, huh?” the highgod of destruction known as Akasha said.

Plato’s heart nearly jumped out of his chest as he stared at Akasha. “You know?!”

Akasha just looked at Plato as if he was a frog in a well. “Do you think you are the only one who figured out that fusion was possible? I’ll tell you right now that the most amazing deity I met has two divine clones with the power of four mystery fusion.”

Plato’s eyes widened, as if unable to understand Akasha’s words. As someone who embarked on the path of fusing profound mysteries, he understood how difficult it was. After he fusing three profound mysteries, he reached a bottleneck on fusing the fourth mystery.

Finally, he sighed. “I hope I have the chance to meet him in the future.”

“Oh, do you think I won’t kill you?” Akasha asked.

“Please stop joking. If my lord really wanted to kill me, would I still be here talking?” Plato asked. The wounds on his body healed, but the blood remained. “I wonder what Lord Akasha wishes of me?”

“I enjoy dealing with smart people,” Akasha said. “It’s nothing much. I want everything you know about the area and a list of all the experts.”

“That’s it?” Plato asked. He thought Akasha wanted him to become his subordinate. Or, at the very least, some resources and riches under his control.

“If you don’t think that’s enough, I can ask for more,” Akasha said with an amused smile.

“No, no, that’s enough,” Plato quickly said. He quickly brought out a map that he had painstakingly created and told Akasha about all the notable deities and unique locations nearby.

After getting what he wanted, Akasha nodded with satisfaction. He turned to leave, but after turning his back, glanced at Plato. “I hope the next time we meet, you’ll have fused four or perhaps five mysteries.”

Without waiting for Plato to reply, Akasha flew away. A wry smile appeared on Plato’s face.

A few years later, Plato received news of a new expert of the Chaotic Sea. As he expected, it was the highgod named Akasha. What he didn’t expect was that Akasha left, he challenged all the prominent highgods.

Although Akasha mostly only challenged the powerful experts, many still died in battle with him. With the death of a Bloodrune Titan and Quetzalcoatl, the Rainbow-Scaled Winged Serpent, being the most prominent among his battle records.

Upon hearing this, Plato only sighed and continued to fuse the profound mysteries of water. Akasha’s actions had caused him to feel a sense of pressure, one that motivated him.

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“What a wondrous place,” Akasha muttered with a sigh.

After Akasha left, he challenged all the experts listed by Plato. Most of the top experts he found were only at the five-star fiend level, and they were all highgods that trained in the edicts. None of them trained in the elemental laws. What Akasha did was challenge these experts and gain their knowledge of powerful experts and expand his map.

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After tens of thousands of years, Akasha finally discovered a seven-star fiend that trained in the Edict of Destruction. According to him, he discovered an abyss at the bottom of the sea where the Edict of Destruction was extremely dense. After training there for ten million years, he gained his current strength.

Unfortunately, he reached his limit and couldn’t venture deeper into the abyss. His body had reached its physical limits, and unless he improved his comprehension of the Edict of Destruction, he would no longer gain any benefits. So, he left. He just never expected to meet an even stronger Akasha.

The highgod of destruction told Akasha everything he knew. In his eyes, it was no big secret. Anyone with enough strength could discover the abyss. He was only one of many highgods that trained in the Edict of Destruction that stayed there. So, he didn’t even have time to react and figure out why Akasha killed him after reaping all the information he knew.

How would he know Akasha would devour any destruction-type beast to strengthen himself?

Ever since his defeat at the Fiend King’s hand, Akasha always felt insecure. Increasing his comprehension of the Edict of Destruction and Elemental Law of Light took too long, so the easiest and fastest method was to use his divine ability to devour any destruction-type and light-type divine beast he came across—of course the caveat was that Akasha wouldn’t be discovered.

The highgod Akasha devoured didn’t even raise his strength by a percent. He originally wanted to raise his body to become comparable to a Sovereign artifact, but it was too hard. Thankfully, the highgod told him about Extinction Abyss.

The Extinction Abyss resembled an underwater whirlpool. Black currents formed of black energy constantly drew in any too weak into its clutches. The closer to the center one was, the greater the destructive pressure placed upon them. Highgods would die upon touching the outer fringes of the Extinction Abyss. The whirlpool would shred their corpse into pieces and suck in the divine spark.

Still, that only applied to ordinary highgods. Akasha’s body had been tempered to become comparable to a highgod artifact, and he didn’t even need to use divine power to protect himself.

Akasha ventured past the outer fringe of the whirlpool and allowed himself to sink to deeper. He immediately noticed faint strands of energy. It resembled destruction-type divine power, but even those fleeting strands contained a far more terrifying energy than divine power. The deeper he ventured, the more powerful the energy became, and so did the suction force.

Simultaneously, the Edict of Destruction became clearer to him. Unlike the elemental laws, the four edicts didn’t have any profound mysteries. Even if that was the case, there were still some principles, such as weakening, disintegration, and nihility.

Although Akasha hadn’t reached his limit yet, he would stop at certain points to comprehend the principles. He had already touched upon these principles, but he discovered that his understanding wasn’t perfect. So, he would comprehend them again to increase his foundation. Only with a firm foundation could he make fewer mistakes and walk further on his path.

Like this, millions of years passed. Although it was slow, Akasha’s strength grew slowly, but surely. During this time, he almost met a few other highgods of destruction. He fought with some of them, while avoiding others. Every highgod who came here was to comprehend the Edict of Destruction like Akasha.

Unfortunately, Akasha did not dare to devour inside the Extinction Abyss. Not only was the environment dangerous, but he didn’t know when another highgod might appear. Sometimes, it might take a million years to meet another highgod, but other times, you might meet another highgod within a month. Most highgods he met were weaker than him, only at the six-star fiend level, but a few were equal to him. None could suppress. At least, he hasn’t met a highgod absolutely stronger than him yet.

“Finally,” Akasha said. He felt his growth had started to slow down. Since that was the case, it was time to go deeper into the Extinction Abyss.

The hostile environment of the Extinction Abyss didn’t increase steadily, but exponentially. The unique destruction-type energy also began to weigh down on him like a mountain. Furthermore, he could feel that the energy was almost a hundred times more powerful than his divine power.

‘Wait, a hundred times?’ Akasha stilled as a thought occurred to him.

He knew a god’s divine power was ten times more powerful than a demigod’s divine power. A highgod’s divine power was ten times more powerful than god’s divine power and hundred times more powerful than a demigod’s divine power. The only thing over a hundred times more powerful than a highgod’s divine power was Sovereign power.

‘Could there be a Sovereign Spark here?’ Akasha couldn’t help but think.

Without a Sovereign, how could there be Sovereign power? Even a Sovereign artifact wouldn’t be able to emit Sovereign power, so the only thing Akasha could think of was a Sovereign spark. Of course, Akasha could be wrong, but once the thought appeared, it wouldn’t leave.

There are seven Sovereigns for each edict and elemental law, for a total of seventy-seven Sovereigns. Akasha didn’t know how the Sovereign sparks first appeared, but there was no doubt that the Sovereign Sparks of Destruction would only appear in the Infernal Realm. Naturally, the Sovereign Sparks of Death would only appear in the Netherworld, Sovereign Sparks of Life would appear in the Life Realm, and Sovereign Sparks of Fate would appear in the Celestial Realm.

As for the elemental Sovereign sparks? Akasha could only guess that they would be distributed randomly among the Four Higher Realms. After all, the seven divine planes haven’t been created yet.

Among the seven destruction-type Sovereign sparks distributed to the Infernal Realm, it was likely that this was the High Sovereign Spark. After all, the Chaotic Sea should be the birthplace of Wodred, and as the destined future High Sovereign Destruction, how could the Sovereign spark be anything but the High Sovereign Spark of Destruction?

Akasha’s excitement increased as he delved deeper. By now, Akasha had done his dragon armor on habit, and a thin layer of destruction-type divine power coated his figure. The suction force increased, as did the pressure, but so did the size of the layer of the whirlpool he was in.

If Akasha didn’t guess wrong, then the whirlpool should be formed because of the Sovereign Spark of Destruction.

Suddenly, a gigantic tail slammed into Akasha out of nowhere. “Who?!”

Akasha raised his arms in a defensive posture as he strained his eyes and released his spiritual power. In the darkness of the abyss, he could faintly see a serpentine creature over a thousand meters long. Black scales covered the serpent’s entire body except the head. One of its eyes had a white pupil, while the other exuded a red light. From the scales sprouted an uncountable number of claws and wings.

Instead of anger, elation burst from Akasha’s chest. The target he had been searching for all these years appeared. ’I finally found you, Wodred.’