It was John!
No one knew what method the human John had used, but he had caused the peak God King of the myriad races to perish completely.
They all knew that this final escape route would never appear unless the situation had become utterly desperate.
The moment the teleportation formations emerged, it meant the myriad races had reached the brink of extinction.
"Fate cannot be reversed... In the end, John still suppressed us all," a powerhouse of the myriad races murmured in grief.
"We will return! John has a great faction behind him, but so do we!" someone roared hoarsely.
"John... we will remember this grudge! Just you wait!"
The High Gods of the myriad races secretly gritted their teeth and made up their minds.
Given the opportunity, they would take revenge on John and suppress every last member of the human race.
The High Gods then began organizing their people, ushering them into the teleportation formations and transferring them to the new homeland specially prepared by the Demon King Council.
Back when Skyvault Consortium’s recruitment envoy had taken John away, the Demon King Council had secretly established contact with the God King of the Myriad Races.
They shared a common enemy—
John.
The two sides had struck a deal in secret.
One of its terms was that if the myriad races ever faced extinction, the Demon King Council would intervene to preserve their bloodlines.
Because of this, the Demon King Council had long since constructed countless large-scale teleportation formations throughout the Myriad Races Universe and reserved an entirely new territory for its inhabitants.
At that moment, countless powerhouses and ordinary beings of the myriad races surged toward the teleportation formations, scrambling to enter.
However—
John had already created tens of thousands of demigod-grade avatars and dispatched one to every inhabited plane belonging to the myriad races.
The Beastkin World—
The Beast Realm.
Rumble!!!
John’s main body smashed through the world barrier and descended into the Beast Realm with overwhelming force.
His divine sense instantly swept outward.
He immediately discovered the teleportation formations.
Emblazoned upon them was the emblem of the Demon King Council, identical to the marks once carried by Gu Hong, Divine River, and the others.
"Demon King Council."
A cold light flashed through John’s eyes.
What audacity!
The Demon King Council actually dared to steal his spoils of war.
In his eyes, the living beings and High Gods of the myriad races were all bundles of experience and resources waiting to be harvested.
Every member of the myriad races who escaped represented one less reward for him.
He could not tolerate that.
The instant John’s divine sense enveloped the entire Beast Realm, a Beastkin High God roared in panic,
"Quick! Destroy the formations!"
"We cannot allow John to pursue our people through them!"
"High Gods, fight John with me!"
"Buy our people time to escape!"
"Invincible Body."
"Space-Time Law—Eternal Imperishable Body."
Golden light flickered across John’s body, covering him from head to toe like a coat of molten gold.
At the same time, dozens of Beastkin High Gods surrounded and attacked him.
They had already accepted their deaths. All they wanted was to delay John for a few moments so their people could escape.
Several others attempted to destroy the teleportation formations.
"Space-Time Domain."
John sneered.
Invisible domain ripples spread outward, instantly enveloping the entire Beast Realm.
All space and time within the world fell under his control.
Then, a bizarre scene unfolded.
Everything within sight came to a complete standstill.
"Die."
With a single word, the power of the Great Heavenly Sound Art surged forth.
Invisible sound waves swept across the Beast Realm like an overwhelming tide, engulfing all 189,432 High God-level powerhouses within it.
In an instant—
The bodies of those countless High Gods shattered into dust.
The teleportation formations, meanwhile, had not yet been destroyed.
[Ding! You have killed a High God-level powerhouse, Ninth Order. Obtained experience, gold coins, and a large amount of Fame!]
[Ding! You have triggered the Plunder talent. Designated plunder successful: High God Source +32 million!]
[Prompt: Plunder has triggered a ten-thousandfold amplification. High God Source +320 billion!]
[You have triggered Auto Loot. Obtained High God-level items ×20.]
[You have triggered Bonus Loot. Obtained High God-level item ×1.]
Kill notifications continued ringing beside John’s ears, but he ignored them and flew directly toward the teleportation formation.
"Since the Demon King Council dares to steal my resources, I will make them pay the price."
"So what if they have Sovereign-rank or even Peak Sovereign-level powerhouses?"
"I already stand undefeated."
John possessed Invincible Body, supported by the Space-Time Domain and his first-order Laws of Space and Time.
He could now maintain his Invincible Body state indefinitely.
Unless he encountered one of the few Transcendent Peak Sovereigns capable of forcibly reversing the flow of space-time laws around him, then in theory, even a Sovereign-rank powerhouse standing before him could not defeat him.
Even if he encountered a Peak Sovereign with profound mastery of space-time, he would merely need to exercise a little more caution.
It would not be a serious problem.
With that thought, John glanced at the teleportation formation before him and decisively stepped into it.
At the same time—
Within the Myriad Races Universe, the true bodies of Holly, Silt, and Odelle simultaneously received John’s message.
"Suppress the Myriad Races Universe."
"Seize every plane and take control of the universe’s resources."
"Raise your strength as quickly as possible and prepare for the Apocalypse Tribulation."
Each of the three women of Valhalla possessed her own fortuitous encounters and deep foundations. Naturally, creating avatars was no issue for them.
Like John’s puppet avatars, their avatars traveled through the cosmic starfield while their true bodies remained in the Myriad Races Universe, cultivating in seclusion.
After receiving news of the impending Apocalypse Tribulation and John’s orders, the three women immediately stationed themselves at the major passages of the Outer Heavens, preventing the High Gods of the myriad races from escaping.
At the same time, the tens of billions of players belonging to the Overlord Guild received a guild mission.
Suppress the myriad races!
Seize territory, hunt monsters, level up, and grow stronger!
Like a raging flood, the army of tens of billions of players split into tens of thousands of forces.
Under the leadership of John’s tens of thousands of demigod-grade avatars, they descended upon every inhabited plane in the Myriad Races Universe.
"This day has finally arrived."
Alan’s expression was filled with excitement as he accepted the mission.
"The human race is about to unite the entire universe... The guild leader is incredible," Aldous exclaimed.
"Once we finish suppressing the myriad races, I’ll be able to break through to the High God level," Fiona said with a smile.
"Guild Leader John is the eternal GOAT! Brothers, kill them all!"
Excitement.
Killing intent.
An insatiable hunger to grow stronger.
The frenzy of the Fourth Calamity spread like wildfire to every corner of the universe.
Like a plague of locusts, the players followed John and frantically harvested the living beings of the myriad races.
The High Gods of the myriad races attempted to flee.
Just as John had predicted, the moment they escaped into the Outer Heavens, they ran straight into the three women of Valhalla.
How terrifying were the three of them?
Slaying powerhouses of the same grade was as easy as slaughtering chickens.
With little effort, they crushed the fleeing High Gods into dust.
While blood and fire swept across the Myriad Races Universe, news of the Apocalypse Tribulation quietly spread through the upper ranks of the great factions.
The myriad universes trembled.
Skyvault Consortium.
At the center of the highest-grade lake of liquefied energy in the cosmic starfield, four figures sat cross-legged in midair above the Lakeheart Pavilion.
John abruptly opened his eyes.
Spatial Law flowed within his left eye.
The Law of Time circulated within his right.
A faint golden radiance still surrounded his body.
The Eternal Imperishable Body remained active.