"After so many years… I'm finally out!"
A man appeared within the palace and immediately burst into wild laughter.
But he wasn't alone.
In an instant, six figures appeared inside the palace.
Each one radiated an incomparably terrifying aura.
One of them, a man with the power of a Highgod, turned his gaze toward Mos.
"Lower God, thank you. If it weren't for you triggering the descent of the Heavenly Laws when you became a deity, we wouldn't have noticed this spatial rift. As thanks… you can die now!"
Though his words sounded polite, the Highgod's aura erupted without warning, and he struck at Mos with a single palm!
"Stop! Are you courting death?!" Sadius' divine sense voice transmission came urgently.
Even he hadn't expected that at this moment, people would actually escape from the Planar Prison.
And this one even repaid kindness with hatred, planning to kill the very Mos who'd inadvertently helped them escape!
But no matter how fast a divine sense transmission was, it couldn't outpace the Highgod's attack.
The palm descended.
Thankfully, Mos's reaction was quick. He immediately attempted to flee.
But how could his speed compare to that of a Highgod?
The palm smashed down. Mos had no choice but to abandon his dark divine clone—so long as one body escaped, his life would be preserved.
The next moment, the Highgod's palm landed squarely on Mos's dark divine clone.
Boom!
The clone exploded instantly, and a lower God spark rolled to the ground.
"Still trying to run? Let's see where you can escape to! When that mid God arrives, I'll kill him as well!"
The Highgod struck again.
Meanwhile, the other Divine Beasts in the valley finally reacted and rushed to help.
But the five other Gods who had escaped alongside this Highgod immediately intercepted them, clashing violently with the Divine Beasts.
"Little insect," the Highgod sneered at Mos, "I love watching you scramble for your life."
The entire Misty Valley trembled as divine power raged everywhere.
But Sadius' subordinates were no match for these newcomers.
Just as the High God's massive hand of divine power was about to seize Mos's true body and crush it—
Clang!
A sword light flashed through the sky.
The divine power hand instantly dissipated.
Mos finally managed to escape death.
"You're that Mid God!"
The High God's eyes narrowed as he saw Sadius descending from the sky.
A mere Mid God… actually dared to interfere with his actions? Truly seeking death!
"In my territory, you dare kill my people?! You're quite bold."
Sadius' gaze was cold, utterly dismissive of this High God.
Across the entire Yulan Plane, Sadius was already the number one expert beneath Beirut and Bluefire. Even among the so-called Five Kings of the Planar Prison, he didn't place the others in his eyes.
"Hmph! A mere Mid God, so arrogant before this king? Do you even know who I am?"
"I don't care who you are," Sadius replied flatly, entirely unafraid.
"This king is Gebados' Planar Prison's Goldfeather, one of the Five Kings—also known as the Seven-Star Fiend of the Infernal Realm!"
A Seven-Star Fiend?
Sadius narrowed his eyes slightly. So it was true—the Five Kings of the Planar Prison were all at the level of Seven-Star Fiends.
"Even a Seven-Star Fiend must die today."
Sadius drew his sword and charged.
He wielded mid God divine power fused from three different laws, combined with two types of heterogeneous fused profundities. His strength far surpassed that of a typical Seven-Star Fiend.
Goldfeather sneered, "After so many years, this is the first time I've seen such an arrogant mid God!"
Behind Goldfeather, a phantom appeared—a massive golden divine hawk.
Goldfeather was a Divine Beast himself and naturally possessed an innate divine ability.
His ability was called Golden Light Arrowfeathers, unleashing countless golden light arrows that dealt terrifying material energy attacks.
But Sadius was fearless. His divine sword swept out, slashing with Oblivion Sword Intent and Earth-Annihilation Sword Intent in succession.
Goldfeather's golden light arrows collided with Sadius' ultimate moves—only to dissolve into nothingness.
The Misty Valley was torn apart by the violent clash between the two.
"You're… a soul mutate!"
Goldfeather's expression changed instantly.
The attacks Sadius unleashed contained the auras of three different profundities—Destruction, Earth, and Darkness.
But his sword techniques fused these disparate laws seamlessly together.
Who else but a soul-mutated being could do such a thing?
As a Seven-Star Fiend of the Netherworld, how could Goldfeather not know how terrifying a soul mutate was?
Worse still—this mid God wasn't just any soul mutate. He was a three-attribute soul mutate, capable of using heterogeneous fusion profundities!
"Still… as long as he hasn't fused all three attributes into a single profundity, I might still have a chance!"
Goldfeather went all-out. He drew a divine sword of his own, deciding to fight Sadius head-on.
Goldfeather's strength was indeed formidable. He had fused four different Light Laws profundities, and as a Divine Beast, he was an absolute top-tier Seven-Star Fiend.
But the moment their divine swords clashed—Goldfeather's face changed dramatically.
He was wrong.
Two heterogeneous fused profundities were far stronger than four same-law profundities combined.
And Sadius' three-attribute mid God divine power was by no means weaker than a High God's.
Most importantly, Sadius wielded two ultimate sword techniques—completely different, yet equally deadly.
In just two moves, Goldfeather's body was violently smashed to the ground.
The other divine-level experts in the valley watched in shock, eyes wide with disbelief.
The five remaining Gods who had escaped the Planar Prison alongside Goldfeather instantly froze.
They didn't dare continue attacking the Divine Beasts of the valley.
Without hesitation, they turned and fled.
Sadius didn't bother wasting time chasing those small fry. If they dared cause trouble on the Yulan Plane, he wouldn't mind crushing them later.
But as for Goldfeather—Sadius immediately pursued him. While he smashed him into the ground, the Highgod was very much alive.
Yet Goldfeather quickly regained himself and bolted toward the palace.
He's trying to escape back into the Planar Prison?
No, impossible. This spatial rift was one-way. It couldn't be used to return from the Yulan Plane to the prison.
Then Sadius realized the truth.
He's going to fully open the rift… allowing countless Gods from the Planar Prison to flood into this world!
Just how many divine experts were sealed within the Planar Prison?
Even Sadius didn't know.
The material plane had existed for countless eons.
Since the birth of the Sovereigns, a Planar Overseer had managed the prison of the material plane.
Even if only one God was imprisoned every million or ten million years, after such a vast time… there would still be countless Gods locked inside.
Perhaps not too many to be infinite—since occasionally some Gods were released voluntarily—but still, the number was staggering.
And the Five Kings of the Planar Prison? Each was at least comparable to a city lord of the Four Higher Planes.
Meaning the prison likely held tens of thousands of divine experts at minimum.
If this man succeeded in opening the rift and releasing them, even Beirut ordering them to leave the Yulan Plane wouldn't undo the devastation.
The Magical Beast Mountains, the Pouant Empire—they would be the first to suffer annihilation.
Sadius couldn't allow it.
He immediately accelerated in pursuit.
But for a High God, the distance to the palace was almost negligible. In just a blink, Goldfeather reached it.
"Hmph! Even you, a soul mutate, can't stop me!"
Goldfeather had already flown back into the palace.
Originally, after escaping the Planar Prison, he only wanted to vent the long-suppressed rage in his heart.
But unexpectedly, he had encountered this mid God Sadius, who casually knocked him down.
So Goldfeather chose not to flee immediately.
With his Divine Beast speed and Seven-Star Fiend strength, if he truly wanted to escape to the Divine Plane, even Sadius might not be able to catch him.
But instead—he chose to completely destroy the magic formation!
As long as this formation was ruined, the two planes would soon connect. Then countless Gods would surge out of the Planar Prison.
Goldfeather slashed his sword toward the magic formation at the palace's ceiling.
Boom!
Terrifying spatial ripples erupted.
Massive boulders crashed from the palace roof.
Countless spatial cracks appeared, then slowly stabilized, forming a spatial passage.
From within the passage, endless divine senses began probing out…