Chapter 1534: Supreme Will Realm - Montuo! Eternal Immortal Realm!

Chapter 1534: Supreme Will Realm—Monto! Eternal Immortality Realm!

Zhou Zhan watched the puzzled expression on Wan Xie Magistrate's face and smiled slightly.

"Brother Magistrate, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing," Wan Xie Magistrate chuckled bitterly. "I just feel that your growth has been too rapid. In an instant, I find myself... behind you, even as your younger brother."

"You're far behind me in both strength and influence."

"And isn't that a good thing?"

Zhou Zhan laughed.

Wan Xie Magistrate blinked in surprise as Zhou Zhan continued, "We are brothers. Whenever my strength and power grow, it naturally benefits Brother Magistrate as well. Can there be any downside to that?"

Hearing this, Wan Xie Magistrate burst into laughter immediately.

"That does make sense."

The higher the strength of the Celestial Sovereign Emperor, the greater the disadvantage—for him, the chance of claiming the supreme lordship from him diminishes accordingly.

Yet the Universal Demon Sovereign had long come to terms with reality.

Whether it was the Celestial Sovereign Emperor, or the Heavenly Punishment God King and the Spring-Autumn Law Master, the gap between them was now unmistakably vast—especially when compared to the latter two, the disparity was as vast as heaven and earth.

In truth, the odds of him inheriting the title of Supreme Lord had always been slim.

Now, with the emergence of the Celestial Sovereign Emperor, who approached the strength of those two, it seemed irrelevant to him.

With this thought, the Universal Demon Sovereign felt a sudden clarity, a lightness in his mind.

Zhou Zhan saw this and smiled slightly, saying nothing further. Instead, he issued orders to clear the battlefield, then led his army swiftly toward the other Void Sanctuaries.

Their objective today? Eight Void Sanctuaries, without a doubt.

Now, merely one White Chen Void Realm had consumed so much time—there would be no more delay. The remaining Void Realms must be seized swiftly.

Fortunately, after the recent confrontation in "Rate the Soil, No Sovereign But the King," the strength of His subordinates surged once more.

In the coming days, conquering the remaining seven Void Realms should pose no serious challenge.

Meanwhile,

as the ultimate Void God army led by the suffering and Hira was completely annihilated,

within the Holy Domain of the Ultimate Void Clan,

in the temple itself,

The Void Emperor remained seated upon His holy throne, eyes closed, resting.

Below, over two thousand Ultimate Void Supreme Gods gazed upward at the dark silver ceiling, their faces grim with dismay.

There, where once there had been two thousand dark silver tiles, now over a hundred had shattered completely, leaving the dark silver ceiling marred with vast cracks—transforming the temple into a dilapidated shrine.

These two thousand plus Supreme Deities understood the significance of this moment perfectly.

It meant that a full hundred Supreme Void Deities had perished!

And among the shattered fragments of dark silver tiles—there was one colossal tile, five to four times larger than the others.

It represented the position of a near-omnipotent willmaster within the Ultimate Void Clan.

And now, its shattering signified that one such near-omnipotent willmaster from the Ultimate Void Clan had fallen!

A member of the Ultimate Void Clan, one who might one day ascend to the rank of Omnipotent Willmaster!

Such a being, whose very existence shaped the fate of their entire race—had perished. How could they not be incensed by this outrage?!

The remaining over one thousand nine hundred Supreme Void Deities began to exchange heated discussions.

As time passed, their voices grew louder and louder, until the entire Void Temple resonated with their clamor—so loud and chaotic, it sounded like a bustling market.

A small fraction of the Supreme Void Deities who remained silent observed this with indifference, having grown accustomed to it.

Their ultimate Void lineage, when launching a grand cosmic invasion, would engage in such internal debates should they encounter tenacious foes.

Put nicely, it's a celebration of free speech;

put bluntly, it reflects a lack of organization and discipline.

The crucial point is that the Void Emperor rarely interferes with their affairs, and thus these customs have persisted right up to the present day.

Just as these debates among the supreme Void deities grew ever more heated,

the Void Emperor finally spoke slowly:

"Silence!"

His voice resonated throughout the Sacred Realm, and the supreme Void deities instantly fell silent.

Though they claimed utter freedom of discourse, they invariably obeyed when the Void Emperor spoke.

At that very moment—

A figure of a supreme will-bound master from the Ultimate Void Clan slowly materialized within the sanctuary.

He appeared in projection form; his true body was clearly not within the sanctuary, nor even present on the battlefield of the Ultimate Void.

"Monto, bowing before the Emperor."

The Supreme Will-bound Master, Monto, spoke respectfully.

"Monto."

"Do you come here for your descendants?"

The Void Emperor asked.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I have come for my descendants—specifically, for Montan, my heir."

Monto's voice trembled with emotion. "Montan is the most promising among my descendants to ascend to the rank of Supreme Will. To help him gain experience and merit, I personally lent him my most sacred treasure—the *Book of Formlessness*."

"Unbelievable. Montan ventured to confront the Emperor of the Common People, yet not only did he fail to return, but he was slain in the very act. The *Book of Formlessness* has now fallen into the hands of the enemy."

"Your Majesty!"

"I cannot accept this!!!"

"I must avenge my child!"

"I must reclaim my treasure!"

Meng Tuo roared in fury.

Whether it was the loss of his descendant or the disappearance of the Book of Formlessness, both were what Meng Tuo cherished most. Now that both had been torn from his side, how could he not be consumed by rage?

The surrounding Supreme Gods of the Ultimate Void erupted into a tumultuous uproar upon hearing his words.

The fall of Meng Tuo's grandson was one thing.

But the Book of Formlessness was an artifact of supreme consciousness!

An artifact of such magnitude was a rarity even within their own Ultimate Void clan, yet it had now fallen into the hands of that Emperor of Common Souls?!

The supreme deities of the ultimate void immediately began to stir with agitation once more.

"Be calm, Montuo."

The Voice of the Void spoke with solemn authority.

Once again, it suppressed the voices of the gods.

Only after the gods had fallen silent did it speak slowly:

"Your *Book of Formlessness* indeed fell into the hands of the Emperor of the Common People."

"But your child, Montuo, did not perish."

"Montuo did not perish?"

Montuo was startled. "Then why has He not answered my call?"

"Montuo did indeed come close to dying once."

"But later, the Celestial Sovereign honored and resurrected His divine form."

"As for why He does not answer your call, the reason is simple."

"He has joined the Celestial Sovereign's service and has become a loyal subordinate."

The Void Emperor spoke calmly.

"It's impossible!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Duo immediately countered, "My child, how could He possibly submit to the Celestial Sovereign?!"

"Wouldn't I be lying to you?"

The Void Emperor growled in displeasure.

"Your Majesty misunderstands me. How could I think such a thing? I merely find it difficult to accept this truth."

Meng Duo quickly stammered, trembling with fear.

Though he was a master of the Supreme Will Realm, he could not compare with the Void Emperor. He dared not, and would not, offend the Void Emperor.

At that moment, he suddenly recalled something, and shouted aloud:

"I know now."

"I have heard that the Celestial Sovereign excels in manipulation. Many of the highest gods within our Ultimate Void Alliance have been lured into serving him through such means."

"The suffering must have been caused by this manipulation—by being tricked into joining the Celestial Sovereign's side!"

His expression was resolute, as if fully convinced by his own deduction.

Yet the words that followed from the Void Emperor froze him in place.

He said:

"The suffering was not caused by manipulation from the Celestial Sovereign, but because of fear of death."

"I don't believe that!"

Mondet's face flushed crimson, "How could my child do such a thing?"

The Void Emperor glanced at Mondet, then, in a single thought, replayed the scene from the battlefield for him to see.

When Mondet witnessed Montai reduced to a single Supreme God essence by Zhou Zhan, and then, within that divine essence, pleading for mercy and surrendering to Zhou Zhan, he froze in place.

The other Supreme Gods remained silent, fearing to provoke the wrath of Mondet at this moment.

The Void Emperor watched him calmly.

Indeed...

This was the first time a Supreme Being from the Ultimate Void Clan had voluntarily surrendered to the Emperor of the Common People.

All other Supreme Beings of the Ultimate Void Clan had either died resisting or been coerced into submission by Zhou Zhan—either through the divine mandate of the "Son of Destiny" or the strategy of "No Sovereign is Above the Realm." But here, with Montai, they had faltered.

The Void Emperor shook his head silently.

After a long silence.

Meng Duo suddenly knelt, teeth grinding, and said:

"Your Majesty, I know I have been wrong. I willingly accept punishment and pledge to personally lead the battle—to slay the Emperor of Life, recover the sacred artifact, *The Book of Formlessness*, and personally execute Meng Nan, this traitor who has brought shame upon our ultimate Void Clan!"

"You think this is too simple."

The Void Emperor spoke calmly: "The Emperor of Life possesses only the strength of a near-ultimate will. Even if we send subordinates to confront him, we can only do so with the aid of a true master of ultimate will. Otherwise, if I send you, the Supreme Will itself will dispatch a master of ultimate will to face you."

"If I send one more master of ultimate will, they will send another. In this back-and-forth, a conflict originally between the younger generations—decided solely by their own strength—could spiral into a war of ultimate will. And in the end, I, the Supreme Will, and the Crimson Master might all be compelled to personally step in."

"And once that happens, even if we wish to cease, we may not be able to stop it."

"Our ultimate Void Clan has not yet prepared to sacrifice everything in a final, desperate battle against the Supreme Will and its kind."

I wasn't ready either.

The Void Emperor thought it within his mind.

Mongtuo instantly went silent.

Their ultimate Void race, indeed, had not yet prepared themselves for a joint war against the Supreme Cosmic Realm and the Crimson Cosmic Realm.

For a portion of their forces remained engaged in battle across other cosmic realms, fighting against wills that had transcended the boundaries of existence.

The situation there was far more intense—even the beings of Supreme Will had personally stepped into combat.

How unlike this ultimate Void battlefield, where hardly any beings of near-Supreme Will appeared at all.

"Then shall we just give up?"

Mongtuo was utterly unwilling.

"Of course not."

The Void Emperor spoke calmly, "Among all the enemies we've faced these years, the Life Emperor is the first to cause such heavy losses among our beasts. If we now give up, the enemies of other universes will think we have grown weak. And then, we will face even greater calamities."

"To prove our strength, the Life Emperor must die!"

"I can agree to your mission—kill the Life Emperor!"

"But you must disguise yourself!"

"Disguise yourself as a near-omniscient will-tier master!"

"Only then, after eliminating the Life Emperor, will we avoid a full-scale war with the Supreme Will of the Highest."

"Disguise?"

Meng Duo frowned, troubled. "My methods of disguise—wouldn't the Supreme Will detect them easily?"

"Your methods would indeed be spotted instantly by the Supreme Will."

"But mine won't."

The Void Emperor spoke.

"Upon hearing this, Meng Duo's expression brightened. 'With the Emperor himself intervening, the young Lord of the People's life surely will be captured within reach!'"

"I have already given you everything I can."

"Meng Duo."

"Your descendants have already let me down once. I hope you do not let me down again. Otherwise, you shall go to the [Sub-Ruler Battlefield]."

The Void Emperor spoke calmly.

Upon hearing this, Meng Duo's heart instantly plunged into panic.

The Sub-Ruler Battlefield!

A primordial battlefield left behind by a being said to have achieved the unification of the Unreal and the Real, transcending will itself—true invincibility!

That place was terrifyingly perilous. Even those at the Supreme Will Realm risked destruction upon entering. Only those who had transcended will could survive there, though even then, danger remained.

Yet even so, many wills continued to advance toward that ancient battlefield, one after another.

Why?

Because it was said that on the battlefield of Yuzun, there remained the supreme inheritance left behind by the Yuzun Prince!

Whoever obtained that inheritance—no matter how far beyond the realm of will transcendence, even reaching the unification of illusion and reality—might achieve something beyond comprehension.

Besides, the battlefield harbored vast legacies of the Supreme Wills, and numerous inheritances left behind by will-transcendent masters. Thus, countless will-bound beings, despite knowing the battlefield's terrifying dangers—its ancient traps, mechanisms, and perilous terrain—still persisted in venturing forth.

Mondet had gone once.

And he died.

Had it not been for his descendants spending half of his entire fortune to resurrect him through the Void Emperor, Mondet would likely still be dead.

Thus, after his resurrection, Mondet never returned to the Yuzun battlefield.

From the beginning, his strength among all Supreme Wills had already been weak. Now, having lost his precious treasure, the *Book of Formlessness*, to go back to the Yuzun battlefield would be nothing short of suicide.

He didn't have that much wealth to ask the Emperor of Void to resurrect himself once again.

"I will definitely accomplish this task, and I promise it won't fail!"

Meng Duo immediately assured.

"Hopefully so."

The Emperor of Void spoke coldly.

Then Meng Duo departed.

After Meng Duo had left, the Emperor of Void's form gradually faded away, and he appeared instead in a silver palace.

It was his own palace, forbidden to any outsiders, where the Emperor frequently meditated and pondered.

Yet now, as he came here, he was not meditating nor reflecting.

He took out a broken phantom seal and murmured to himself:

"Foolish legend of the Holy Seal—where exactly are you?"

"Would I have stayed here, locked in confrontation with those two bastards, if it weren't for you?"

"They must already suspect I have other intentions."

"Ah…."

"[Eternal Immortality Realm]—when will I finally reach that level?"

There's something I need to attend to today. I kindly ask for your understanding, esteemed readers.