Chapter 1293: Soul Heaven Lord's Rib! Main God Takes Action!

Chapter 1293: The Ribbone of the Soul Emperor Divinity! The Primordial God Intervenes!

"The Universal Sage's power has failed?! "

Zhou Sheng furrowed his brows.

Since acquiring this Lord's Talent, he had never encountered such a situation before.

Yet, shortly thereafter, his expression softened.

The upper limit of the Mythic-Class, Unique Lord's Talent was merely at the level of a Primordial God.

Not invincible.

It was entirely normal to be countered by a higher-tier artifact.

"Most likely, it's a technique of the Supreme God level."

"Then, so be it."

"Let's go all out with raw strength."

Zhou Sheng watched the two massive armies clashing, his expression calm and unflinching.

Even without the Universal Immortal Sage, he held full confidence in his own forces.

And so far,

no enemy he had faced had pushed his soldiers or deities to their absolute limits.

He was genuinely eager to see how far the Titan Divine Clan's armies would push his own forces.

"Perhaps losing a battle wouldn't be so bad."

Zhou Sheng even entertained that thought.

Since the Universal Clans' Master Arena had ended, he hadn't felt the taste of defeat in a very long time.

Another run through the experience wouldn't hurt either.

Continuing to win without end might not necessarily be a good thing.

After all, He still had several campaign resurrection scrolls left. Even if the entire army perished, a single scroll would bring them all back to life.

These treasures, rewards from the novice lord trials—He had never used them yet.

...

Meanwhile.

The Titan race's chieftain—Dis—saw the golden rib in his hand emit a burst of golden light, which then faded.

At once, he turned his gaze to his vast army.

Seeing no signs of disturbance in his forces, he could not help but burst into laughter.

"Even the Celestial Emperor's method of inciting rebellion among the army—finally, I have managed to contain it."

He laughed loudly.

Upon hearing this, the other primordial deities also grew excited.

"Excellent! For years, the mortal emperor has wielded this technique with near-unstoppable power—now at last, he has discovered the method to counter it."

"Indeed, the chieftain is no ordinary chieftain. He has managed to find such a treasure, capable of withstanding the other's eerie tactics!"

"Chieftain, what is this artifact?"

...

The primordial deities began to chatter excitedly, eventually turning their curious eyes toward the golden rib in Dis's hands.

Seeing their interest, Dis did not hesitate, pointing to the golden rib and saying:

"This is the rib of the Soul Emperor."

"It resists the effects of illusions and delusions—even a lord's technique cannot penetrate it."

"The Celestial Emperor Sovereign, though a divine being of the Lord's Law lineage, is still not a true Supreme God, let alone a true deity. His Law Technique's effects, naturally, can be effortlessly blocked by this golden rib bone."

"Emperor Sovereign of the Soul? Is it the Lord of the Soul-Weaving Law?!"

A Supreme God gasped in astonishment.

"Yes," said Dis, nodding.

Upon hearing this, the other Supreme Gods began whispering among themselves.

"It is said that at the peak of his power, Emperor Sovereign of the Soul had only a single step away from transcending into the Supreme Will Realm, thereby becoming a Will-tier existence."

"At that time, the Supreme Will itself entrusted the governance of the cosmic cycle of the Highest Realm to Emperor Sovereign of the Soul, thus earning him the famed title of the Emperor Sovereign of the Cycle."

"Alas, later on, during his confrontation with the Realm of Illusion, he was ambushed and slain by the powerful members of that faction, leaving only his remains—snatched back by the Will of the Underworld."

"Subsequently, a civil war erupted within the Underworld, and the fragments of Emperor Sovereign of the Soul's bones were scattered across the myriad realms."

"I stumbled upon it by chance."

Dis simply recounted the origin of this golden rib.

Then, with deep reverence, He gazed upon the golden rib, his eyes shining with admiration and affection. "This relic of the Soul Heavenly Emperor is worthy of standing on par with a divine artifact of the highest rank."

"The Master Emperor's dominion talent has a ceiling no higher than the rank of Supreme God—naturally, it cannot surpass the effects of a divine artifact of the highest level."

"Ah, now I understand."

The Supreme Gods suddenly saw the light.

They reluctantly withdrew their gaze, turning once more to the battlefield.

But soon their expressions darkened.

For they noticed that although their armies were ten times greater than the enemy's, in terms of battlefield performance, the enemy's strength was not only equal—but actually superior to their own.

The soldiers of the Sun and Glory Empire were all super-soldiers, each one capable of facing ten, even a hundred of their enemies!

Even the gods themselves are not exempt from this!

The chief deities of the Titan race gazed upon it for a long while, discerning subtle patterns.

"Their soldiers are at the very least imperial-grade units, and their actual combat strength has surpassed imperial-grade forces—nearly matching that of nation-tier soldiers."

"They possess three nation-tier units. Especially those guards clad in gray and white armor—those must be the personal bodyguards of the Great Emperor of the People, the Final Wardens. It's astonishing that over twenty million Final Wardens, all of them, are mid-tier deities of upper god rank. In terms of deity count, they actually outnumber the deities we have within the Titan race!"

"We too have nation-tier units—the Titan Kings. Yet compared to their nation-tier forces, the gap between us is not merely slight—it is vast."

"This Great Emperor has only recently arrived upon the Supreme Continent, yet already has amassed such formidable strength! If we allow this force to continue growing unchecked, even if we launch a full-scale assault, we may find ourselves utterly helpless against them."

...

"It doesn't matter."

Dis spoke now, his face dark and grave:

"What difference does it make if their individual combat strength surpasses ours? What matters if their number of deities exceeds ours?"

"We have thirty million soldiers."

"We also have ten million deities, ten thousand true gods!"

"And our ten strongest chief gods!"

"Even if their power is beyond measure, they will be crushed beneath our hands!"

He stood up, his expression cold.

"Let us strike."

"Since the Emperor of the People wishes to witness his downfall firsthand, we shall deliver him a decisive and humiliating defeat!"

"To ensure that, should he later submit to us, he still harbors resentment in his heart!"

"Very well!"

Though the chief gods were somewhat surprised, they all rose to their feet.

"Let the Celestial Sovereign of the People know that the victor of this battlefield is not the weak, common soldiers, but the true apex of power!"

"Long enough without fighting—let's loosen up and stretch those limbs."

"Quick, take down this Celestial Sovereign and his Sun Empire. I want to see just how many divine artifacts lie hidden within his realm."

...

The Great Deities all chuckled, their minds relaxed and carefree.

Dis saw this and said nothing.

Then, under Dis's guidance, they transformed into ten blazing streaks of light, shooting out from the cosmic warship and landing upon the battlefield.

Zhou Zhan also witnessed this scene.

"Dis!"

He spoke, his voice echoing across the entire starfield battlefield: "As great deities, are you certain you intend to violate the Supreme Accord and enter the fray? Do you not fear the wrath of the Supreme Will?"

"Imperial Sovereign of the People's Realm."

Diss said with a booming laugh, "We have already stood before you, and the Supreme Accord shows no reaction—doesn't that prove beyond doubt that our involvement is in full compliance with the rules of the Supreme Accord?"

"Imperial Sovereign of the People's Realm, you have long relied upon your mastery far beyond that of any of the myriad clan chieftains to suppress our clan chieftains across the myriad realms."

"Now you are being crushed by us—what do you have to say about it?"

Zhou Zhan remained silent.

Within his mind, a sense stirred.

The Supreme Will had likely been designed to refine itself, thus allowing the myriad realms to launch their attacks upon it.