Descending upon the Moke Universe, Lu Changsheng Displays the True Realm's Might, Annihilating Nine Mighty Figures in an Instant!

"Nine cosmic mighty figures from the Doomsday Temple—you certainly think highly of me, Zhao Yi." "Yet I never obtained your Doomsday Temple's Heart of Doomsday. Even if you kill me, you won't get it back, so what is the point?" "You should be hunting Lu Dan. He was the one who stole the Heart of Doomsday from your temple. It has nothing to do with me!" Zhao Yi said coldly. Beside him stood two other cosmic mighty figures, both seemingly Second Realm cultivators from the Great Universe. At this moment, their faces were pale with tension. After all, standing before them were nine cosmic mighty figures from the Doomsday Temple. The Doomsday Temple was a native power within the Moke Universe. With Third Realm Sovereigns overseeing it, it ranked among the very pinnacle of factions in the Moke Universe. Currently, the situation in the Moke Universe was somewhat peculiar. The Third Realm Sovereigns were locked in a mutual stalemate, neither side able to overpower the other. Consequently, the cosmic mighty figures were left to wage war and slaughter one another freely. Yet although the Moke Universe was rife with chaos and its order had collapsed, it had not descended into total ruin. Nor had the experts from the Great Universe managed to conquer the Moke Universe. One could only describe it as an enduring stalemate, a prolonged war of attrition. "Hmph! You mighty figures from an alien universe—who can say we killed the wrong person by putting you down? Every last one of you deserves to die!" The nine cosmic mighty figures attacked at once. In an instant, they manifested into colossal fiendgods that reached between heaven and earth. Evidently, they walked the path of physical cultivation as well. The nine towering fiendgods immediately surrounded Zhao Yi and his two companions, leaving no path of escape. Zhao Yi and the others instantly deployed their own divine abilities, but they could barely hold their ground. Judging by appearances, they would not be able to hold out for long. Zhao Yi's expression turned grim. In truth, he had been betrayed by Lu Dan. The two of them had joined forces to steal the Heart of Doomsday. Yet in the end, Lu Dan had snatched the Heart of Doomsday and fled, leaving Zhao Yi to bear the brunt of the Doomsday Temple's relentless pursuit. That was how he had landed in such dire straits. Still, words were pointless now. Besieged by the Doomsday Temple, he would likely perish today if he failed to find a way out. *Hmm?* *Is this... Master's token? Who holds Master's token? Which fellow disciple has arrived in the Moke Universe?* Zhao Yi felt a sudden surge of joy. He sensed the token vibrating. Only disciples of Mount Feilong carrying the token could perceive one another's presence. This meant that someone from Mount Feilong had entered the Moke Universe. Anyone venturing into an alien universe was naturally a cosmic mighty figure. Perhaps there was still hope. With that, Zhao Yi poured every ounce of his strength into resisting the onslaught. He hoped to hold out a little longer until his fellow disciple from Mount Feilong could arrive to reinforce them. He simply did not know which martial brother had come. If the newcomer was too weak, arriving would accomplish nothing. *Never mind, I must warn them.* Zhao Yi did not want a fellow disciple to rush into a pointless death. "Be careful! I am under siege by the Doomsday Temple. They have nine cosmic mighty figures, while we have only three and are struggling to survive." Through the token, Zhao Yi transmitted his message. At that moment, Lu Changsheng's avatar was descending toward Zhao Yi's coordinates. He perceived the transmission inside the token. *Besieged by nine cosmic mighty figures?* *It seems Senior Brother Zhao Yi's situation is perilous indeed.* *Even while facing such danger, he still sent a warning ahead of time without concealing the siege. Like Senior Brother Fang Chuan, he truly honors the bonds of our sect.* Having cultivated to this stage, Lu Changsheng naturally understood how complicated human nature could be. However, Zhao Yi was not truly at the brink of permanent death. Every cosmic mighty figure who ventured into an alien universe prepared contingency measures. Some left behind an avatar. Others left behind relics capable of resurrecting them. One way or another, they always secured a backup so that even if they died in an alien universe, they could return to life. Even so, once slain in an alien universe, recovering one's strength was exceedingly difficult for an ordinary cultivator. No one could say how much time it would consume. Take Lu Changsheng, for instance. If this avatar were destroyed, he would lose two-thirds of his total volume. It had taken devouring countless dead planes to amass such enormous mass. Once lost, replenishing it would be tremendously difficult. All his previous efforts would go to waste. Unless driven to the absolute brink, no one wished to perish in an alien universe. *I have arrived!* Lu Changsheng finally completed his descent. Zhao Yi suddenly snapped his head upward; he could already sense an unfamiliar aura. *He's here!* Zhao Yi was overjoyed. The fact that the newcomer had still come after receiving his warning transmission meant he had some confidence in withstanding nine cosmic mighty figures. At the very least, he might be able to rescue them. That was more than enough! "Hmm?" "Another helper from the alien universe?" "Hmph, there is only a single aura, which means it is merely one lone cosmic mighty figure. We will finish him off together!" A cosmic mighty figure from the Doomsday Temple let out a cold laugh. The Doomsday Temple had deployed nine full cosmic mighty figures for this operation. Beneath the Third Realm, such a force could sweep aside almost any opposition. Why would they fear a single cosmic mighty figure coming to provide reinforcement from an alien universe? Even if he showed up, he was merely throwing his life away. The newcomer drew closer and closer. Lu Changsheng could already see the nine cosmic mighty figures from the Doomsday Temple. Every single one of them exuded a terrifying aura. Each cosmic mighty figure was a core, pivotal existence in the alien universe. Yet there were nine of them gathered right here! Counting Zhao Yi and Lu Changsheng's side, there were thirteen in total! *It is about time to unfold the True Realm.* Lu Changsheng had never even considered bypassing these nine cosmic mighty figures. That was utterly impossible. What he intended to do was very simple. He would crush all nine cosmic mighty figures in a direct, frontal clash! If Zhao Yi knew what Lu Changsheng was thinking, he would likely be struck dumb with shock. He might even think Lu Changsheng had lost his mind. These were nine cosmic mighty figures! How could anyone crush them head-on? Every cosmic mighty figure possessed countless trump cards. Defeating even one was exceptionally difficult, let alone nine. Moreover, Lu Changsheng had only just broken through to the Second Realm. His foundation was still very "young." Being young meant less accumulation. And having less accumulation usually meant insufficient combat prowess. Yet Lu Changsheng was different. Increasing his strength required no bitter, drawn-out cultivation. His True Realm Plane could continuously devour dead planes, undergoing explosive surges in volume. Although Lu Changsheng had never clashed with a cosmic mighty figure since ascending to the Second Realm, he possessed immense confidence. He could crush these nine cosmic mighty figures. The reason was simple. Once a True Realm Plane with twenty times its original volume unfolded, how terrifying would its might be? Now, Lu Changsheng was about to unfurl the True Realm Plane. This was also the very first time he would unleash the true power of his True Realm Plane. *Boom!* The True Realm unfolded in an instant. Lu Changsheng did nothing elaborate; he simply allowed the True Realm Plane to expand, manifesting within the cosmic starry sky and descending majestically toward the area below. Yet when this scene fell into the eyes of the nine cosmic mighty figures from the Doomsday Temple, their expressions changed drastically. Even Zhao Yi felt his heart shudder in profound shock. What were they looking at? Within the boundless void, a sight akin to an unrolling scroll rapidly unfurled. Yet what unfolded was no exquisite painting, but a colossal plane. This plane was vaster than any ordinary plane. It carried terrifying power that instantly blanketed the void. It completely eclipsed the cosmos. In the eyes of everyone present, there was only this massive plane bearing down with unstoppable momentum. The nine cosmic mighty figures of the Doomsday Temple even felt the acute chill of a fatal crisis. "What on earth is that?" "Is that their reinforcement from the alien universe?" "With this level of power, can that even be considered a cosmic mighty figure?" "That colossal plane has locked down this entire region of space! Even if we wanted to flee, we cannot escape. We can only block it head-on!" "We have nine cosmic mighty figures! What expert could we possibly fail to withstand? Give it everything you have! As long as we hold out, we will survive..." The hearts of the nine cosmic mighty figures sank heavily. In the beginning, they had brimmed with confidence, believing that any alien cultivator coming to help was rushing to their death. Now, however, such thoughts were entirely gone. Faced with such terrifying might, the slightest carelessness would ensure they remained here forever. Yet regardless of what they thought, the nine colossal fiendgods stretched between heaven and earth, raising their arms high as though attempting to prop up the cosmos itself. However, when Lu Changsheng's True Realm Plane bore down like a rolling deluge, it met not the slightest resistance. *Bang!* Amid bloodcurdling screams, the physical bodies of the cosmic mighty figures were crushed into paste one after another. They were utterly powerless to resist. After all, this was the stacked weight of twenty times the standard volume. How could nine cosmic mighty figures hope to withstand such terrifying power? In the blink of an eye, all nine cosmic mighty figures were pulverized into dust, reduced to pure, refined energy that Lu Changsheng swept directly into the True Realm Plane. Witnessing this, Zhao Yi and his two companions trembled from head to foot, not daring to move in the slightest. Everyone said cosmic mighty figures could shake heaven and earth. Yet only this sight before them made them truly realize what a true cosmic mighty figure was. Even having traversed numerous alien universes, they had never encountered a terrifying expert capable of pulverizing nine cosmic mighty figures with a mere flick of his fingers. Perhaps only those paramount mighty figures, or even the formidable existences known as half-step Sovereigns, could compare. Zhao Yi was completely dazed. *A top-tier mighty figure?* *Even a half-step Sovereign?* *Does Mount Feilong possess such an existence?* He had remained within the Moke Universe the entire time, completely unaware that Mount Feilong had taken in Lu Changsheng. He had never even heard of Lu Changsheng's name. Confronted with this sudden spectacle, his heart could not help but tighten. Was the person holding the token truly a fellow disciple of Mount Feilong? Zhao Yi felt deeply suspicious. Regardless, the nine cosmic mighty figures of the Doomsday Temple were dead, while the three of them remained unharmed. This at least proved the newcomer's friendly disposition. Soon, the True Realm Plane contracted once more, quickly condensing back into a single human silhouette. "You must be Senior Brother Zhao Yi, correct?" Lu Changsheng sensed the aura of the token and immediately deduced the man's identity. "I dare not accept such deference... May I ask who you are?" Zhao Yi looked at Lu Changsheng, finding him utterly unfamiliar. Even racking his brains, he could find no memory of Lu Changsheng, not even among the former named disciples of Mount Feilong. Consequently, Zhao Yi felt somewhat uneasy. "Senior Brother Zhao Yi, this is the token. It contains Master's divine sense. One look and you will understand." Without further explanation, Lu Changsheng handed the token directly to Zhao Yi. Half in doubt, Zhao Yi swept it with his consciousness. Inside the token was indeed the divine sense left by his master, Sovereign Feilong. It relayed Lu Changsheng's identity and asked Zhao Yi to look after him in the Moke Universe. After inspecting the token, Zhao Yi finally let out a long sigh of relief. "Junior Brother Lu, Master asked me to look after you, but where could you possibly need my care? Instead, it was you who saved me this time. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable..." Zhao Yi shook his head with a bitter smile, regarding Lu Changsheng with a strange expression. From Master's divine sense, Zhao Yi learned that Lu Changsheng was a disciple Master had taken in only recently. Yet a newly accepted disciple was this formidable? Given the strength Lu Changsheng had just displayed, even if he was not invincible beneath the Third Realm, he was undeniably on par with the very pinnacle of cosmic mighty figures. Within Mount Feilong, he was undisputed as the foremost individual below Master! To attain such strength in such a short span of time—just how astonishingly brilliant was he? "By the way, those people just now..." Lu Changsheng asked. "They were from the Doomsday Temple. They have been pursuing me because of the Heart of Doomsday." "Unfortunately, I never obtained it in the first place." "Thanks to you, Junior Brother Lu, I was able to escape this time. However, the Doomsday Temple will not let this rest. Furthermore, those nine cosmic mighty figures didn't truly die. Their imprints are preserved within the Doomsday Temple; even if their physical bodies are destroyed, they will not perish." "Still, if they wish to recover their full strength, it will likely take a very long time..." Lu Changsheng nodded. It was normal for cosmic mighty figures not to die so easily. The greatest difference between the First Realm and the Second Realm was their capacity for survival. Among First Realm Transcendents, aside from World Masters who possessed strong survival capabilities, the life-preserving means of ordinary First Realm Transcendents were quite mediocre. In the Second Realm, however, things were different. Regardless of whether one was a World Master, survival capabilities increased exponentially. Truly killing a cosmic mighty figure was exceedingly difficult. Take those nine cosmic mighty figures, for example. If Lu Changsheng wished to kill them permanently, he would have to destroy the entire Doomsday Temple. Yet with a Third Realm Sovereign overseeing the Doomsday Temple, who could possibly destroy it? In a sense, it was similar to Lu Changsheng's True Realm Plane undergoing dimension ascension. So long as all his True Realm Planes were not wiped out, Lu Changsheng could never truly die. "This is no place to talk. Junior Brother Lu, follow me." Zhao Yi led Lu Changsheng away from that stretch of the void. Several months later, Zhao Yi brought Lu Changsheng to a massive city called Star Spirit City. It was said that this city was overseen by a Sovereign of the Star Spirit race. The Star Spirit race was a considerably powerful special lifeform race within the Great Universe. It was the Star Spirit race that had originally discovered the Moke Universe. Initially, they had intended to claim it for themselves. Unfortunately, they eventually realized that their strength alone was insufficient to conquer the Moke Universe, or even to secure a firm foothold. In the end, they had no choice but to transmit the news of the Moke Universe back. Only then did many cosmic mighty figures, and even Third Realm Sovereigns, enter the fray in person to establish footholds within the Moke Universe. Star Spirit City was the earliest of those footholds. In truth, had Lu Changsheng utilized his True Realm Plane, the journey would not have required several months. However, Lu Changsheng chose to conceal it. After all, he was currently the only person who knew about the dimension ascension of his True Realm Plane. In the Moke Universe, Lu Changsheng still needed to keep some hidden cards. Thus, he and Zhao Yi spent several months traveling before finally arriving at Star Spirit City. "Alright, we are safe now that we have returned to Star Spirit City." Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief. He owned a cave dwelling in Star Spirit City, so after bidding farewell to the other two cosmic mighty figures, he brought Lu Changsheng into his residence. Lu Changsheng and Zhao Yi sat opposite each other. Only now did Zhao Yi examine Lu Changsheng closely. "Junior Brother Lu, Master mentioned in the token that your purpose in coming to the Moke Universe was to cultivate?" Zhao Yi asked. "Senior Brother Zhao should be able to tell that I am a World Master. Because of my cultivation, I require some dead planes." "Master mentioned that you were in the Moke Universe, so I came to take a look and ask whether there are any dead planes here." Lu Changsheng did not hide anything, stating his purpose directly. "Dead planes?" Zhao Yi had met Second Realm World Masters before, but he had never heard of anyone needing dead planes. Still, since this concerned Lu Changsheng's personal cultivation, Zhao Yi naturally would not pry. Moreover, Master had stated in the token to assist Lu Changsheng to the best of his ability, which clearly demonstrated the high regard Master held for him. After pondering for a moment, Zhao Yi slowly spoke: "In terms of scale, the Moke Universe cannot compare to our Great Universe. As can be seen from the number of Third Realm Sovereigns, it falls far short of our own." "However, the Moke Universe also has its peculiarities. For example, it contains an immense number of planes. Most of them, however, are teeming with countless living beings." "If you are truly looking for dead planes, there is probably only one place where you might try your luck." "Where?" Lu Changsheng asked. "The Battlefield of the Gods!" In the past, an earth-shattering war had erupted in the Moke Universe, involving a vast number of cosmic mighty figures. In the Moke Universe, cosmic mighty figures were once referred to as Lord Gods. Lord Gods had waged an all-out war back then, fighting until heaven and earth turned dark and the universe was shaken, causing countless planes to collapse and perish. In the end, it was only when Third Realm Sovereigns intervened that the cataclysmic War of the Gods was finally brought to an end. "Where is the Battlefield of the Gods?" "If you need, Junior Brother Lu, I can accompany you there," Zhao Yi said with a smile. "The Battlefield of the Gods does harbor some dangers, but with your strength, it shouldn't pose any problem." Given Lu Changsheng's immense power, Zhao Yi naturally wanted to build a good relationship with him. Guiding him to find dead planes was a trivial matter for Zhao Yi. Of course, whether Lu Changsheng would definitely find the dead planes he required was something Zhao Yi could not guarantee. "Then I shall trouble you, Senior Brother Zhao." "Very well! You have only just arrived in the Moke Universe, Junior Brother Lu. Why don't you rest for a few days and familiarize yourself with the basic situation here before we set out?" Zhao Yi suggested. Lu Changsheng nodded. Arriving in the Moke Universe, he did need to gain an understanding of the environment first. Otherwise, if sudden changes occurred and he was entirely ignorant of the local circumstances, it could easily cause unnecessary trouble. Thus, Lu Changsheng temporarily settled down in Star Spirit City. He purchased an individual cave dwelling for himself. To a cosmic mighty figure like him, a mere cave dwelling was negligible. After buying the cave dwelling, Lu Changsheng began looking into the situation of the Moke Universe. He needed to clearly understand details regarding the Third Realm Sovereigns, the Second Realm cosmic mighty figures, and the distribution of various factions in the Moke Universe, especially the unique rules operating within it. Lu Changsheng looked into all of these matters one by one. He even gathered information regarding the Battlefield of the Gods. The Battlefield of the Gods was no secret in the Moke Universe; its reputation was simply too renowned. Many cosmic mighty figures, whether from the Great Universe or natives of the Moke Universe, would occasionally head to that region to try their luck. Rumor had it that the ancient War of the Gods had been fought over a single treasure. Yet what that treasure was or what purpose it served remained entirely unknown. The truth had long been swallowed by the river of history. Perhaps the Third Realm Sovereigns knew, but if they refused to speak, no one could force them. Lu Changsheng cared little for any treasure. What he cared about was whether there were dead planes. He had heard that countless planes had been shattered during the War of the Gods, with many completely collapsing. Finding dead planes there should not be an issue. Half a month later, Lu Changsheng sought out Zhao Yi. "Senior Brother Zhao, I have prepared everything. Can we set out for the Battlefield of the Gods today?" Lu Changsheng asked. "Of course. We leave at once." Zhao Yi was decisive and acted without delay. Lu Changsheng and Zhao Yi departed Star Spirit City and flew toward the Battlefield of the Gods. Lu Changsheng had a rough idea of how distant the Battlefield of the Gods was. Although cosmic mighty figures moved extraordinarily fast, they were still far slower than World Masters. Moreover, with his True Realm Plane, Lu Changsheng could instantly reach any corner of the Moke Universe. However, he could not expose the secret of his True Realm Plane before Zhao Yi. Thus, he could only travel at an ordinary pace alongside him. Rushing at top speed for an entire year, they finally arrived at the Battlefield of the Gods. "We have arrived. This is the Battlefield of the Gods." Lu Changsheng and Zhao Yi came to a halt. Lu Changsheng looked ahead at a vast expanse that resembled an absolute vacuum—the lingering aftermath of that ancient war. Countless shattered worlds floated quietly within the void, alongside endless broken landmasses. These worlds were once worlds contained inside planes. Even the planes themselves had been torn to pieces, to say nothing of the worlds within. "Splendid, this is indeed a fine place. Thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother Zhao." "I will likely remain in the Battlefield of the Gods to cultivate in peace for a very long time—perhaps hundreds or even thousands of years." "Therefore, Senior Brother Zhao, you may return to Star Spirit City first without waiting on me," Lu Changsheng said sincerely. With Zhao Yi by his side, it would be difficult for Lu Changsheng to fully unleash his abilities. Zhao Yi understood the reasoning as well. There was no need to worry about Lu Changsheng's safety, and staying here would serve no purpose. Thus, Zhao Yi cautioned, "Junior Brother Lu, cosmic mighty figures often frequent this Battlefield of the Gods. You must be careful." "In the Moke Universe, outside of Star Spirit City, you must not trust any cosmic mighty figure. Always remain vigilant." Lu Changsheng nodded. With that, Zhao Yi departed. Lu Changsheng took a single step forward, entering directly into the Battlefield of the Gods. *The Battlefield of the Gods...* *This environment is simply a sacred ground for my cultivation. Broken planes are scattered everywhere.* *My True Realm Plane can grow even by devouring ruined planes, because what it requires is their physical mass. No matter how broken they are, their actual volume remains unchanged, and all of it can become nourishment for the True Realm Plane.* *To other Transcendents, these plane ruins are utterly worthless, yet to me, they are prime cultivation resources...* Lu Changsheng understood this clearly, and he intended to capitalize on it to the fullest. "Devour!" Without hesitation, Lu Changsheng unfolded the True Realm Plane and began voraciously devouring these ruined plane fragments. Debris lay everywhere. Lu Changsheng could devour everything completely unchecked, abandoning all restraint. This was far more satisfying than being in the Great Universe, where dead planes were so hard to come by. *Rumble!* Just as Lu Changsheng devoured several plane ruins, his True Realm Plane suddenly shuddered violently. *Hmm?* *The planes of the Moke Universe appear somewhat different from those of the Great Universe?* *They are causing a fierce conflict with my True Realm Plane?* *While planes from the Great Universe clashed slightly with my True Realm Plane, it was never this violent. It seems this stems from crossing universes. If the governing rules of the universes differ, the disparities between their planes will naturally be even greater...* Lu Changsheng grasped the reason. Put simply, planes from an alien universe were somewhat harder to "digest." Yet it did not matter. With twenty times the baseline volume of his True Realm Plane, no matter how difficult a plane was to digest, he could slowly break it down until it fully integrated into his True Realm Plane. It would merely take a bit more time. And time was the one thing Lu Changsheng possessed in abundance. *** Inside the Doomsday Temple's Resurrection Hall. *Hum.* One physical form after another gradually coalesced. "How long was I asleep?" "Reporting to Lord God Beifeng, it took a hundred years for you to reconstruct this body." "A hundred years... and reforming this body granted me less than ten percent of my original power. Who knows how many years it will take to fully recover..." Lord God Beifeng's expression was exceedingly dark. He was an exalted Lord God of the Doomsday Temple. Since when had he ever needed to be revived in the Resurrection Hall? This loss was catastrophic. Following Lord God Beifeng's awakening, other Lord Gods woke up in succession. In total, all nine Lord Gods slowly regained consciousness. "Lord God Beifeng, Sovereign Doomsday summons you and the other eight Lord Gods to his presence." Lord God Beifeng and the other eight Lord Gods exchanged glances. They all knew why the Sovereign was summoning them. After all, their losses on this mission were disastrous—all nine Lord Gods had been wiped out. Because they had been undergoing resurrection, there had been no way to question them regarding the specifics. Now that they were restored to life, Sovereign Doomsday would naturally demand an explanation. Not daring to delay, Lord God Beifeng and the others walked swiftly toward the Doomsday Hall. Soon, the nine Lord Gods arrived. They laid eyes upon Sovereign Doomsday. He appeared as a radiant cluster of light, his features obscured. Yet his entire form radiated an aura of pure destruction, subtly warping the surrounding void. Merely drawing near him sent chills through the soul. This was Sovereign Doomsday—a Third Realm Sovereign renowned for destruction, devastation, and slaughter! "We pay our respects to Your Majesty Sovereign Doomsday!" The nine Lord Gods commanded great renown across the Moke Universe, yet before Sovereign Doomsday, they could only bow respectfully, not daring to show the slightest hint of insolence. "Speak. How did the nine of you meet your deaths?" Sovereign Doomsday asked calmly. "Your Majesty, we were initially hunting down Zhao Yi from the alien universe to reclaim the stolen Heart of Doomsday. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yi seemed to have contacted a powerful cosmic mighty figure from the alien universe." "That mighty figure was able to unfold an entire world that descended from the heavens, crushing us instantly. We lacked even the power to resist." "All nine Lord Gods were wiped out!" Even though a hundred years had passed, Lord God Beifeng still gritted his teeth as he recounted the event, feeling an immense sense of humiliation. "Hmm?" "He could unfold an entire world and crush nine Lord Gods in an instant?" "Those capable of deploying a world are known as World Masters in the alien universe. Could you have encountered a World Master? Yet even a World Master should not be powerful enough to crush nine Lord Gods in a single breath." "Could it have been a Sovereign?" Considering this possibility, Sovereign Doomsday shook his head. It could not be a Sovereign. Had a new Sovereign entered the Moke Universe, he would certainly have known. If not a Sovereign, it could only be a cosmic mighty figure. Perhaps a paramount cosmic mighty figure. Or even a half-step Sovereign! "Very well, I am aware of the matter now." "Go and rest properly to recuperate. I shall dispatch someone else to handle this." "Yes, Your Majesty." With that, the nine Lord Gods turned and departed the hall. *A paramount cosmic mighty figure, or perhaps even a half-step Sovereign? What a nuisance. With others keeping watch over me right now, even projecting an avatar is difficult...* *Forget it. I shall report this matter to the other Sovereigns and let them deal with the headache instead.* Sovereign Doomsday shook his head. For the moment, the Doomsday Temple had no immediate solution, but that did not mean other factions lacked options. A paramount cosmic mighty figure or a half-step Sovereign possessed immense destructive potential. If the issue was not resolved quickly, the situation in the Moke Universe would likely deteriorate further. That was an outcome none of the Sovereigns in the Moke Universe wished to see. Shortly after Sovereign Doomsday shared the information, several Sovereigns conferred among themselves, and Sovereign Boundless was quick to respond. "Sovereign Doomsday, Lord God Qianyuan of my Boundless Temple is a paramount Lord God. Let him go and test this paramount cosmic mighty figure from the alien universe." "Good. Then let Lord God Qianyuan make the journey. Make sure he gathers detailed information on the opponent so we may have a clearer picture." Having concluded their discussion, the Sovereigns swiftly finalized the decision.