Chapter 1533: End of the Battle!

Chapter 1533: The Battle Ends!

Zhou Zhan watched the fallen divine body of the Corpse Dragon, reached out, and summoned it to him with a single gesture. Then, he took out one world ring from his collection, placed the corpse of the Corpse Dragon within it, and sealed it away.

He had made his word. If he said he would resurrect the other, he would surely find a way to bring them back.

But not yet.

Though his army of highest gods had grown in number, only one first-tier highest god—Thanatos—possessed the power of resurrection. And due to the strength of his first-tier highest god, he could only currently resurrect first-tier highest gods; beyond that, he was powerless.

Let alone the existence of near-superior will beings.

Zhou Zhan's brow furrowed slightly.

He must quickly find ways to resurrect highest gods—and even beings at the near-superior will level.

Otherwise, the very lives of his highest gods would be in grave danger.

He had long grown accustomed to victories achieved without a single casualty, so now found it difficult to accept that soldiers under his command were suffering losses.

Especially the Supreme God.

He knew his own thoughts were absurd.

How could war not claim lives?

Yet he could not help it.

He had been conditioned by the power of resurrection.

And Zhou Zhan did not wish to alter his own mindset or habits.

War among the immortal—though strange—wasn't it better?

After all, he found such a war quite agreeable.

Zhou Zhan ceased further contemplation and turned his gaze toward the distant battlefield, where the two armies clashed in fierce combat.

Then He nodded.

Though the forces of the Suffering and the army brought by Shirah were terrifying, the combined divine armies under His command and those of the Supreme Demon Lord were not vastly different.

At most, there were only forty or fifty fewer Supreme Deities among the highest ranks.

Yet each Supreme Deity under His command was fully equipped with the Supreme Divine Artifacts, each far surpassing their peers in power. Thus, when uniting with the Supreme Deities of the Demon Lord to face these enemies, they only felt a slight strain—nothing dangerous at all.

With a flick of his right hand, He saw the God-Soul of the Suffering appear in His grasp.

Then, with his left hand, He produced over a hundred celestial and terrestrial treasures, each pulsing with dense life divine energy.

With a mere thought, He witnessed the life divine energy within those hundreds of treasures being instantly drawn out by Zhou Zhan’s overwhelming willpower, purified through refinement, and transformed into vast amounts of pure, unclaimed life divine energy—then all converged upon the Suffering’s God-Soul.

"Victor, take care to rebuild your divine form!"

Zhou Zhan spoke in a solemn tone.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The solemnity of the divine suffering deepened.

He poured forth his willpower with every ounce of strength, fully absorbing the life force of these unclaimed, external beings.

And there it was—his divine form rapidly coalescing under the aid of these unowned life energies. In mere moments, half of the suffering's divine body was restored.

Zhou Zhan gazed at this with a quiet astonishment.

The divine bodies of one who had reached the threshold of near-superior willpower required such vast quantities of life force.

Hundreds of celestial and terrestrial treasures—enough to forge the divine forms of over a dozen four-tiered supreme gods—were now insufficient to even reconstruct half of the suffering’s divine form.

He shook his head, dismissing the matter, and then pulled out over three hundred more celestial and terrestrial treasures, repeating the same steps, reshaping the suffering’s divine form to that of a near-superior willpower being.

At last.

When the life force of over three hundred celestial and terrestrial treasures had been absorbed by the suffering to the extent of half, the divine form of the near-superior willpower being finally coalesced anew.

Yet, despite possessing this divine form, the suffering’s spiritual rank remained at the very lowest tier—a first-tier supreme god.

Zhou Zhan, seeing this, immediately devoured the remaining life divine power in the stunned, gaping eyes of the afflicted, as if eating sugar beans—then produced a full million three-tier supreme god crystals.

"Come."

"Absorb freely."

"I shall see just how many of these three-tier supreme god crystals your near-omnipotent willpower cultivator can consume to restore your near-omnipotent willpower strength."

Zhou Zhan spoke with keen interest.

Mengnan swallowed, though no saliva existed.

He felt a strange impression—was he being treated as a specimen for experimental evaluation?

He dared not dwell on it, and instantly directed his willpower to absorb these three-tier supreme god crystals.

A moment later,

Zhou Zhan realized he had underestimated the total divine power contained within a million three-tier supreme god crystals, and overestimated the amount of divine power required by a near-omnipotent willpower cultivator.

This ordeal had merely absorbed roughly twenty thousand shards of the third-tier Supreme Deity, enough to restore his power back to the level of Near Supreme Will.

Seeing this, he gathered the remaining Supreme Deity shards.

Now, Montai's face lit up with joy.

He clearly sensed that his power had returned to its peak.

No—

Not just peak power!

For he had been reborn in form, and all long-buried injuries and hidden ailments had vanished. Now, Montai felt himself stronger than ever before—stronger than at the height of his prime.

He turned to Zhou Zhan, his hands trembling slightly as he nervously rubbed them together. "Your Majesty, um, my World Ring..."

Zhou Zhan said nothing, simply tossing his World Ring to Montai.

Upon receiving it, Montai reasserted ownership, and his will immediately plunged into the ring.

Then He realized that the vast majority of his possessions within his World Ring had not vanished—indeed, even his entire set of top-tier, supreme artifacts lay untouched within the ring, their positions unchanged.

Even more astonishing, he discovered within his World Ring a complete set of fourth-tier supreme artifacts, superior in rank and perfectly tailored to his own nature—far beyond the original set he had once wielded.

Mengnan was certain.

If he donned this set of the most elite supreme artifacts, his power would surpass his former self—before the rebirth of his divine body—by no less than thirty percent!

There was no doubt in his mind: these supreme artifacts had been bestowed upon him by the Emperor.

Mengnan felt deep gratitude toward his Emperor.

But that gratitude vanished swiftly.

For he noticed something missing—something entirely absent.

One item.

The only one.

The Sacred Artifact of his ancestors’ will—the *Wu Xiang Scroll*.

The one in distress opened his mouth slightly.

He glanced carefully at Zhou Zhan, whose expression remained unchanged, and felt a complex, unnameable turmoil within him.

In the end, he did not voice his desire to reclaim the Book of Formlessness.

He comforted himself.

Can you truly hold onto that thing?

He had already lost the Book of Formlessness to the Emperor—clearly, the Emperor was better suited to wield it than himself.

As for the fact that the Book of Formlessness originally belonged to his Mongolian ancestors—He simply chose to forget it.

And at that moment,

He noticed his Emperor, gazing down at the battlefield below, suddenly lifting his right hand.

Then,

A soft whisper echoed.

"Rate the soil, no subject is above the king."

Swiftly!

A nine-colored domain surged forth, centered on Zhou Zhan, spreading outward in all directions, instantly encompassing a vast expanse of one million light years—enveloping both armies on the battlefield within a blink.

Then, Zhou Zhan felt it—half of his Supreme Divine Power vanished in an instant.

The next moment, he saw the entire army of the Ultimate Void Race on the battlefield abruptly cease combat. Their faces lit with fervor, fixed upon the direction of Zhou Zhan. In unison, they bowed deeply.

"Salute, Majesty!"

Hundreds of billions of Ultimate Void Deities, fifty billion Ultimate Void True Gods, over thirty thousand Ultimate Void Masters, and twelve Ultimate Void Supreme Gods spoke in solemn reverence.

This scene.

It stunned every deity present.

Even the divine armies of the Sun God Realm, familiar with their sovereign's methods, stood motionless in disbelief.

Previously, they could only sway half of the forces.

Now—how had *all* of them turned?

No, not all...

The most perceptive among the highest deities, Bai Yun and her companions, noticed something crucial: the vast majority of surviving highest deities within the Ultimate Void army had not surrendered. Only the twelve Ultimate Void highest deities had yielded. There remained thirty or forty more highest deities still fighting fiercely.

As for the rest?

They were eliminated by Bai Yun and her allies working in unison.

Though they too suffered losses, in Bai Yun's eyes, those losses were entirely justified.

"Kill!"

"They are finished. Eliminate these remaining Supreme Deities!"

"But we need not rush. We can slowly wear them down—there is no escape, no resistance!"

White Yun immediately issued her orders.

These remaining Supreme Deities were now trapped like fish in a basket. Surrounded by armies, they could be worn down with time—simple, inevitable, and certain.

The remaining Supreme Deities themselves understood this truth. Without hesitation, they each led their armies to encircle the trapped Ultimate Void Supreme Deities, launching relentless assaults that siphoned away their divine strength and willpower.

When their divine power and willpower were utterly drained, that would be the moment their end came.

Meanwhile.

Zhou Zhan watched as the information prompt for the Law Technique appeared before him.

Text appeared.

[Lord's Law Technique Prompt:]

[You have successfully cast the first-tier Supreme God Technique—"On the Land, No Subject But the Sovereign," altering the thoughts and wills of all beings within the domain, transforming them entirely into loyal vassals of yours!]

[Congratulations! You have now secured the allegiance of 51.2 billion 23.1 million 8371 Ultimate Void Gods, 5.1 billion 81.03 million 7123 Ultimate Void True Gods, 31,931 Ultimate Void Masters, and 12 Ultimate Void Supreme Gods!]

Zhou Zhan read it through, nodded with satisfaction.

A single casting of "On the Land, No Subject But the Sovereign" had instantly multiplied the number of divine beings under his command by such vast measures.

And the cost? Only a negligible portion of Supreme God power.

The result? Pure profit—two words: a blood-bought gain.

"And I still have one casting of 'Son of Destiny' left unused."

A faint smile curled at the corner of Zhou Zhan's lips.

With both 'Son of Destiny' and 'On the Land, No Subject But the Sovereign' at his disposal, the rate at which his power base would expand would accelerate once more!

Then He glanced toward the battlefield where the army lay, and there, he saw Bai Yun leading the other Supreme Deities in an assault upon the remaining thirty-plus Ultimate Void Supreme Beings.

Seeing this, He turned to Mengnan.

"Mengnan, can you persuade them to submit to my command?"

He asked.

Upon hearing this, Mengnan's face clouded with hesitation, yet he firmly nodded, "Though the odds are slim, I shall attempt it."

"Go."

Zhou Zhan nodded.

Mengnan nodded in reply, and then dissolved into a streak of light, rushing toward the battlefield.

A moment later—

Mengnan returned, bearing a multitude of wounds, large and small.

He looked abashed and said,

"Your Majesty, I have failed."

"They hold the Faith of the Emperor of Void with unshakable conviction."

"I pleaded and bargained with them, yet they refused to submit to Your Majesty. They even called me a shameful traitor and came together to besiege me."

"Had it not been for the intervention of the Commander Bai Yun and other Supreme Deities, I would have perished there."

Zhou Zhan suppressed a smile and said,

"Good work."

"This reward is for you—go back and rest and recover."

Saying this,

He tossed a World Ring to the one who had suffered.

After receiving it, his will briefly entered and glanced inside—his eyes instantly lit up.

There, within this world ring, he saw vast quantities of divine elixirs of the Supreme Deity class, capable of healing the injuries he had sustained.

And even after using these elixirs to recover from his current wounds, the remaining supply would be more than sufficient to sustain him through three or four more life-and-death battles, each time allowing him to heal himself without any shortage.

The Emperor is truly a *godly magnate*!

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

He spoke with deep reverence and fervor.

His loyalty rating on the panel had increased by several points.

"The Emperor will never fail to honor any of my subordinates," Zhou Zhan said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Mengnan's heart surged with excitement. He felt even more certain that joining the Prairial Divine Realm and serving as a subordinate to the Sovereign of the People was the right and noble choice.

At this moment.

He saw Zhou Zhan gazing down at the battlefield below.

"Persecuted, this time you take these Supreme Gods with you and coordinate with Bai Yun—your forces will eliminate every one of those unwilling to submit."

"Don't hold back!"

He issued the order calmly.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Persecuted nodded.

He knew this would be his oath of allegiance.

What the Emperor would do from now on would depend entirely on how this mission turned out.

His gaze settled upon the Supreme Gods of the Ultimate Void beneath.

These Supreme Deities were once His enemies, once His friends, some had worked side by side with Him, others, though never having met, had nonetheless glimpsed each other within the Sacred Realm...

Yet no matter their past identities, none of that mattered now.

The Suffering One knew only one thing: they would face their appointed deaths!

"Kill!"

"Destroy these obstinate enemies!"

The Suffering One commanded.

Immediately, he surged forward, charging against the rebellious Supreme Deities of the Ultimate Void.

The other Supreme Deities and the Primordial Gods followed swiftly, joining the battle.

Combat erupted between the two sides.

After observing the Suffering One's full-force, merciless assault, Zhou Zhan silently nodded to himself.

It seems the loyalty rating at 80 points is still usable.

But it's safer to raise it above 90—then one can rest easier.

With the addition of the Fallen One, a near-omnipotent will-being, the assault on these ultimate void supreme deities has become significantly easier for Bai Yun and her companions.

Within less than an hour, they utterly annihilated these rebellious supreme deities of the void.

"We've actually won."

Wan Xie Magistrate approached Zhou Zhan, his face filled with disbelief.

He stared at Zhou Zhan, his expression even bordering on confusion.

How on earth did this man accomplish it?

Two near-omnipotent will-beings—now one dead, and the other directly subjugated to him.

Wan Xie Magistrate couldn't help but recall the very first time he had seen Zhou Zhan.

Back then.

Zhou Zhan wasn't even the Supreme God; looking at himself and his subordinates, he clearly felt a sense of envy.

Now…

The one who envied had become him, and the one once envied had become the object of his envy.

"Could it be that this man isn't the same person as the Celestial Emperor Sovereign I first met?"

At this moment, the Master of Ten Thousand Evil even thought such a thing.