"This miniature universe is a prototype universe that I created based on the universe I've opened."
"It contains all the Laws that exist within my universe."
"From now on, all of you should cultivate inside this miniature universe."
"You can also use it to gradually adapt to the Laws of the new universe."
White Space-Time energy spread from Locke's hand, forming a transparent gateway that became a passage connecting the Magic Universe and the miniature prototype universe.
At the same time, this passage severed the connection between the Magic Universe and the miniature universe, preventing the Laws of the two universes from flowing into one another and causing any unforeseen changes.
"Alright."
"I'll go in and try it first."
As soon as Tina heard this, before anyone else could speak, she plunged headfirst into the spatial gate.
"Wait, Rena!"
Seeing his daughter rush inside, Grant hurried after her and stepped into the spatial gate as well.
"Mother..."
"Enough, Loran, Veer. Let's go in."
"I've lived for so many years. I also want to see just how different another universe is from the one we've always lived in."
With a wave of her hand, Death Chief Sovereign interrupted whatever Loran was about to say. Grabbing both Loran and Veer by the arm, she pulled them into the white spatial gate.
...
"The final Planar War has begun!"
Linley looked up toward the sky.
Within his divine sense, the Sovereigns throughout the Infernal Realm were tearing open spatial rifts one after another and entering the spatial turbulence.
Ordinarily, Sovereigns would only appear above the Planar Battlefield during the final decisive battle, watching the outcome of the war while recording which plane had emerged victorious.
That way, they could keep track of which Divine Planes were building up winning streaks and stop Divine Planes of other elements from continuing their streaks.
However, this Planar War was the Light Divine Plane's tenth consecutive victory attempt.
At the same time, it was also the Light Divine Plane's attempt at achieving a second ten-win streak.
If the Light Divine Plane won, then every Light Sovereign would rise one tier above the Sovereigns of the other Divine Planes.
Not only would the Light Chief Sovereign Augusta advance to the level of a Rule Chief Sovereign, but the two intermediate Light Sovereigns would become the new Light Chief Sovereigns, while the two lesser Light Sovereigns would advance to become intermediate Light Sovereigns...
This was a battle that nearly every Sovereign would be paying attention to.
Without hesitation, Linley tore open the Infernal Realm's spatial barrier and stepped into the spatial turbulence.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Within the spatial turbulence, dozens of streaks of light of various colors arced through space from every plane, all heading toward the location of the Planar Battlefield.
Only a few minutes later, more than fifty Sovereigns had gathered above the battlefield.
Sweeping his gaze across the crowd, Linley quickly spotted Beirut and Bluefire before descending beside them.
"Linley, you've arrived."
"Lord Beirut. Lord Bluefire."
Linley nodded to the two of them.
"Yes."
"Apart from the Sovereign Conferences convened by the Rule Chief Sovereigns, perhaps only a Divine Plane's attempt at a tenth consecutive Planar War victory can gather the Sovereigns this completely."
The Rule Chief Sovereigns possessed the authority to convene Sovereign Conferences.
Whenever one of them called such a conference, it inevitably meant something of tremendous importance to all Sovereigns.
As such, no Sovereign dared miss one.
As for the Planar Battlefield...
What everyone cared about was the winning streak.
A tenth consecutive victory in the Planar Wars was likewise an event watched closely by every Sovereign.
Suddenly, Linley froze.
"Lord Beirut..."
"Don't Chief Sovereign Locke and the Death Chief Sovereign care about the tenth consecutive victory?"
"Why aren't either of them here?"
"No..."
"Not only them—even the Sovereigns of Lord Locke's faction haven't come."
"You're right."
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't even have noticed."
Beirut glanced at the assembled Sovereigns.
Including Lord Locke and the Death Chief Sovereign, none of the direct-line Sovereigns of Locke's faction had appeared.
"Lord Locke and the Death Chief Sovereign are already far stronger than the Rule Chief Sovereigns."
"The only reason the first Sovereign Conference established Rule Chief Sovereign as the highest rank among Sovereigns was because it had to set a limit."
"Otherwise, judging by the rule that every hundredfold increase in strength represents another rank..."
"The Death Chief Sovereign alone would already stand one or even two ranks above the other Rule Chief Sovereigns."
"As for the Sovereigns of Locke's faction..."
"They didn't become Sovereigns by refining Sovereign sparks."
"So the outcome of the Planar Wars doesn't really matter to them."
"However..."
Beirut frowned.
"I've heard from other Sovereigns that Water Chief Sovereign Levlenxia is Lord Loran's wife."
"Even if Lord Locke and the Death Chief Sovereign didn't come..."
"Lord Loran, Sovereign Veer, Sovereign Grant, and Sovereign Rena should have."
"Very strange..."
It wasn't just Linley and the others who found this odd.
The other Sovereigns were equally curious.
Still, no one thought too much about it.
For Locke's faction, the Planar Battlefield truly had little to do with them.
If this hadn't been a war between the Water Divine Plane and the Light Divine Plane, everyone probably would've considered it perfectly normal for none of Locke's faction to appear.
Perhaps because they knew that countless lives would soon perish in the next Planar War, during the conclusion of this battle, none of the Sovereigns secretly destroyed soldiers' badges to increase the death toll.
Once all the Commanders and soldiers had withdrawn from the battlefield, the Light Sovereigns and Water Sovereigns swept their Will across the battlefield, erasing all traces left behind by the previous war.
After the Sovereigns finished cleaning the battlefield...
The final Planar War of this trillion-year cycle—
And the one most anticipated by all the Sovereigns—
Officially began.
Under the Sovereigns' watchful eyes, one Sovereign Army after another marched through the spatial gateways from the side of the Light Divine Plane.
From the armor they wore, it was easy to distinguish which Divine Plane each army belonged to.
The five armies clad in white armor belonged to the Light Sovereigns of the Light Divine Plane.
The five armies clad in black armor belonged to the Dark Sovereigns of the Dark Divine Plane.
The three armies wearing green armor belonged to the Wind Sovereigns of the Wind Divine Plane.
The moment they appeared, the Light Divine Plane had already fielded thirteen Sovereign Armies.
On the Water Divine Plane's side, including Linley's Sovereign Armies, there were a total of five Water Sovereign Armies, two Fire Sovereign Armies, two Wind Sovereign Armies, and one Death Sovereign Army.
The Fire Sovereign Armies belonged to Linley and Bluefire.
The Wind Sovereign Armies belonged to Beirut and Teresia.
The Death Sovereign Army belonged to Loran.
Loran had become a Heavenly God Sovereign by comprehending part of the Law of Space, and possessed both Water and Death divine clones.
However, because he resided in the Netherworld, the Sovereign Army he established naturally belonged to the Death Sovereigns.
Although the other Sovereigns of Locke's faction hadn't dispatched their Sovereign Armies, given the relationship between Levlenxia and Loran, borrowing Loran's Sovereign Army posed no problem.
Counting everything together, the Water Divine Plane now possessed ten Sovereign Armies.
Compared to the Light Divine Plane's thirteen Sovereign Armies, the gap wasn't particularly large.
Of course, every Sovereign knew that this was only because the Light Sovereigns had yet to deploy their Angel Legions.
Everyone understood why.
The Angel Legions were the personal weapons of the Light Sovereigns.
Every angel had originally been a pure-souled individual selected from one of the many planes and sacrificed into an Angel Rebirth Pool, where they were reborn as angels.
As long as an angel's Angel Heart remained intact, they could resurrect endlessly.
However, Angel Hearts weren't as durable as divine sparks.
Even Asura-level experts or Prefects could destroy them.
Thus, under normal circumstances, the Light Sovereigns wouldn't send their Angel Legions into battle so early.
Otherwise, the losses from a single Planar War might require more than a hundred trillion years to replenish.
The Angel Legions would inevitably be committed only during the final decisive battle, where they would secure ultimate victory in a single stroke.
The fighting before that mainly consisted of the Commanders seeking Sovereign artifacts, slaughtering one another for military badges.
Naturally, with their numerical advantage, the Commanders of the Light Divine Plane occasionally led their armies in attempts to invade the Water Divine Plane.
Each time, however, they were driven back by the Water Divine Plane's Sovereign Armies.
Finally, after a thousand years of preparation, the true battle began.
Without the slightest hesitation, the Light Divine Plane split its forces into two groups.
One consisted of five Sovereign Armies.
The other consisted of eight Sovereign Armies.
Together, they advanced toward the two passages spanning the Starlight River.
The Water Divine Plane stationed five Sovereign Armies at each passage.
From the very first moment, the battle entered its fiercest stage.
Both spatial passages across the Starlight River were packed with countless Sovereign soldiers forming enormous magical formations.
Attacks carrying the power of Asura-level experts and Prefects transformed into streaks of light, tearing open vast spatial rifts as they collided throughout the two passages.
The instant a single node within one of the magical formations was destroyed...
The soldiers forming that formation would immediately be annihilated by the overwhelming attack.
Even the Commanders possessing Asura or Prefect-level strength had no choice but to remain grouped together on such a battlefield.
Otherwise, if several thousand-man Sovereign Army formations concentrated their attacks on them, even they couldn't withstand more than a few strikes without a material defense Sovereign artifact.
Even Sovereign Emissaries possessing material defense Sovereign artifacts could still be blasted into the spatial turbulence if they lacked companions of comparable strength nearby.
Every single second...
Countless Sovereign soldiers perished.
At present, because the narrow passages couldn't accommodate more than twenty Sovereign Armies fighting simultaneously, the casualties on both sides remained roughly equal.
From this alone, it was clear that while the Water Divine Plane could still hold for now...
Given enough time, its Sovereign Armies would inevitably be wiped out by the forces of the Light Divine Plane.
Of course, some Sovereign Armies were noticeably stronger than others.
For example, within one of Linley's Water Sovereign Armies was a Vice Commander with the strength of a Seven-Star Fiend.
His attainments in magical formations were extraordinarily profound.
Despite commanding only a thousand soldiers, under his leadership the formation unleashed attacks even stronger than those of an Asura or Prefect.
Only three years into the decisive battle...
The Sovereign Army under his command had already slain two Asura-level experts.
However, something surprised Linley.
The Chief Sovereign of Fate, Orloff, seemed unusually interested in this particular Sovereign Emissary of his.
"Chief Sovereign Linley."
"Lord Orloff."
When the Chief Sovereign of Fate took the initiative to speak with him, Linley was somewhat surprised.
At the previous Sovereign Conference, had Chief Sovereign Orloff not intervened between Linley and the Light Chief Sovereign Augusta, Augusta might very well have been killed by Linley.
And if Chief Sovereign Locke hadn't revealed that the four Rule Chief Sovereigns had grown hundreds or even thousands of times stronger than before, causing Linley to believe he wasn't yet a match for Orloff...
The two of them might well have fought back then.
"Chief Sovereign Linley."
"I've done some research into magical formations."
"But recently I've encountered a bottleneck."
"I've observed that the Seven-Star Fiend within your Sovereign Army possesses attainments in magical formations no less impressive than my own."
"Perhaps he could help me break through my current bottleneck."
"I wonder whether Chief Sovereign Linley would be willing to part with him?"
Following Orloff's gaze, Linley saw that the person he had taken an interest in was none other than Bresle, the Sovereign Emissary Linley had recruited not long ago.
Although Bresle possessed only the strength of a Seven-Star Fiend, his accomplishments in magical battle formations were astonishingly high.
Once he established a formation, he could contend with an Asura or Prefect-level expert while remaining inside it.
"Bresle?"
"I'm afraid I must decline, Lord Orloff."
Linley shook his head.
"Although Bresle is my Sovereign Emissary, I won't make decisions on his behalf."
"If you wish to discuss magical formations with him, you may approach him directly."
"But if Bresle refuses to communicate with you..."
"Then I'm sorry, Lord Orloff."
"My strength may not equal yours..."
"But I'd still like to find out just how great the gap between us really is."
The eyes of the Chief Sovereign of Fate narrowed slightly.
This Linley actually dared speak to him in such a manner.
Could he become another existence like Chief Sovereign Locke?
Orloff still vividly remembered just how astonishing Locke's rise had been.
Yet even Chief Sovereign Locke had merely been a dual-element soul mutant.
Linley, on the other hand, was the unprecedented four-element soul mutant.
Did that mean Linley's talent surpassed even Locke's?
Back then, it hadn't taken Chief Sovereign Locke very long to advance from a Law Chief Sovereign to a Rule Chief Sovereign.
Then perhaps...
In such a short period of time, could Chief Sovereign Linley have achieved another breakthrough in the fusion of different Laws?
It wasn't impossible.
But in Orloff's opinion, the chances were extremely low.
After all...
Before Chief Sovereign Locke had even become a Sovereign, he had already been a dual-element Paragon and had made considerable progress in fusing the Profound Mysteries of different Laws.
But Linley?
Up to now...
Only his earth Sovereign clone had reached the Paragon level.
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