Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 618 -618-The Stunned God of Slaughter

At the same time, the Sword-Sea Emperor breached the cosmic barrier, entering an unknown universe.

Boom—!

Chaotic energy exploded in a flash, gathering inside the Chaotic Sea to form a massive figure with four arms.

That figure cast a chilling stare at the Sword-Sea Emperor.

“You’ve crossed the boundary, Sword-Sea Emperor!”

The frosty voice rang out with clear irritation.

Evidently, this entity recognized who he was.

This revelation alone had drawn the attention of every major power in this universe.

This place was the Senllo Universe.

The four-armed entity was the God of Slaughter—the creator of the Slaughter Realm, an ancient being at Quasi-Eternal Sage Rank.

The entrance to the Slaughter Realm burst wide, and a group of soldiers in black armor marched forth.

Numerous ancient titans gathered near the entrance, their brows knitting as they examined the Sword-Sea Emperor.

After all, the personal arrival of a Quasi-Eternal Sage Rank inspired both awe and dread.

Besides, the Senllo Universe and the Sword Universe lay on the northern edge of the Arcane Divine Sea, not separated by vast distances.

The danger from such a visitor was all too apparent.

The Sword-Sea Emperor turned his eyes to the figure and said deliberately:

“God of Slaughter, I arrive without ill intent, but to reveal a earth-shattering mystery—one that offers a path toward Eternity.”

“Eternity...”

Just hearing that word made all the ancient titans hold their breath.

They leaned in closer, listening with full attention.

For the myriad powers and ancient existences in the Chaos Singularity, wealth and glory meant nothing anymore.

Only Eternity remained their ultimate goal.

Now, a Quasi-Eternal Sage Rank was openly discussing a key to Eternity. How could anyone stay indifferent?

For a Quasi-Eternal Sage Rank to journey here and share such a secret personally?

What on earth did the Sword-Sea Emperor desire in return?

In front of the gates, Baron, ruler of the Slaughter Realm, squinted his eyes, doubting the words.

If a way to reach Eternity really existed, why wouldn’t this cunning old schemer hoard it for himself?

Announcing it so boldly for all to hear screamed of hidden agendas—likely betrayal or some ploy to seize something.

Still, he held his tongue.

He wasn’t yet worthy of speaking directly to the Sword-Sea Emperor, after all.

His eyes remained locked on the four-armed figure amid the Chaotic Sea.

In those eyes swirled a miniature universe in constant flux, but for now, silence prevailed.

What Baron suspected, the Sword-Sea Emperor undoubtedly knew too.

Sensing the pause, the Sword-Sea Emperor stated evenly:

“Since I’ve come to share this truth, I won’t leave you unsatisfied, God of Slaughter. If you wish to discuss it in the open, I have no issue with that.”

Even facing the God of Slaughter, the Sword-Sea Emperor stayed on guard.

The God of Slaughter was much older than him, a Quasi-Eternal Sage Rank with far greater insight and command over the Fate River.

As the architect of the Senllo Universe and the Slaughter Realm, he wielded the Way of Manifestations, a supremely dreadful ultimate technique.

In an instant, he could divide into eight clones, each holding at least Ninth-Level Supreme Sage Rank power.

The Sword-Sea Emperor, who rose later to Quasi-Eternal Sage Rank, didn’t possess the same endless years of buildup.

Earlier, he had crafted the Devouring Cursed Sword Array specifically to challenge ancient Quasi-Eternal Sage Ranks like the God of Slaughter.

Regrettably, the formation wasn’t entirely finished. To flee, he’d abandoned six hundred and sixty-six Cursed Swords to Aurek.

With just about three hundred Cursed Swords left now, triggering the array’s complete might was impossible.

Upon hearing the Sword-Sea Emperor, the four-armed figure considered briefly.

Abruptly, endless violet radiance burst from his body, lighting up the chaos and wrapping around the Sword-Sea Emperor.

The Sword-Sea Emperor didn’t resist, letting the violet glow lead him into the Abyss of Slaughter, buried deep in the Slaughter Realm.

The God of Slaughter, Baron, and the other ancient titans withdrew, while the leftover Supreme Sage Ranks of the Senllo Universe gazed at the Slaughter Realm with curiosity but didn’t dare approach.

They lingered outside, desperately trying to eavesdrop on any whispers of the events inside.

...

Inside the Abyss, the four-armed form combined into a man in black armor, shrouded in the Light of Fate.

The Sword-Sea Emperor’s form materialized beside him.

Baron and the rest of the Supreme Sage Ranks stood guard outside, prepared for whatever might happen.

“You claim this mystery ties to the downfall of your Sword Universe?”

The man in black armor was the God of Slaughter himself.

His presence, masked by the Light of Fate, was unfathomable, beyond any measure.

The Senllo Universe stood close to the Sword Universe.

Clashes among Quasi-Eternal Sage Ranks unleashed horrors beyond imagination—how could the God of Slaughter fail to detect them?

The Slaughter Realm had sent spies to probe the situation already.

The Sword-Sea Emperor inclined his head.

“Since you know about the events in the Sword Universe, you’re surely familiar with Aurek as well.”

“Aurek...”

The God of Slaughter whispered the name.

That title echoed across the Chaos Singularity—who hadn’t come across it?

“You insist the chance for Eternity rests with Aurek?”

Without needing to speculate, the God of Slaughter already harbored a theory and fixed his gaze on the Sword-Sea Emperor.

“What makes you so sure he holds it?”

The Sword-Sea Emperor replied measuredly:

“The Slaughter Realm must have looked into Aurek’s background, so I won’t go over it again. But one detail I need to point out.”

He hesitated, then went on:

“Within only one year of Aurek’s fame spreading through the Chaos Singularity, he’s risen from a fresh Supreme Sage Rank, leaping over eight levels, to Ninth-Level Supreme Sage now!”

“His strength and abilities let him rival a Quasi-Eternal Sage Rank!”

A faint quiver touched the God of Slaughter’s gaze.

One year!

Just a mere instant on the grand cosmic scale.

From basic Supreme Sage Rank to Ninth-Level in one year—this was beyond his expectations.

During that time, the Slaughter Realm had gotten zero updates.

“This... what kind of nonsense is that?”

The ancient titans beyond the Abyss almost bulged their eyes in astonishment.

The revelation was far too staggering to process.

For them, reaching Supreme Sage Rank typically demanded a whole epoch or two of effort just to advance one level.

Yet Aurek hit Ninth-Level in a single year?

Next to him, they seemed like sluggish, dim-witted creatures!

Acceptance felt nearly out of reach.

The God of Slaughter, Baron, gripped his fists hard.

Though he hated to accept it, the personal visit from this Quasi-Eternal Sage Rank—the Sword-Sea Emperor—who couldn’t even hold onto his own Sword Universe, meant falsehood was unlikely.

Plus, true or not, wouldn’t the God of Slaughter see through it?

“In truth, that’s merely the start,” the Sword-Sea Emperor’s voice changed, making everyone tense up.

There was even more?

They hung on every word.

“Aside from his cultivation level, the forces of the Crossbridge Divine Court are just as horrifying!”

“The Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum forces alone total close to one hundred billion.”

“What?! One hundred billion Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum soldiers?!”

“Impossible...”

Even the God of Slaughter’s eyes betrayed a tremor.

No surprise the Sword-Sea Emperor looked so battered.

No wonder the Sword Universe crumbled so swiftly...

Every ancient titan stood frozen, their thoughts in turmoil.

The God of Slaughter’s aura flickered, and the Light of Fate around him spread out in waves.