His High God divine power was completely sealed, leaving only a High God-level body behind.

The demon race High God’s expression changed drastically.

Sensing the empty divine power within his body, a trace of shock finally appeared in his pupils.

"No wonder... No wonder you dared enter the demon realm alone!"

He gritted his teeth and stared fixedly at John.

"So you had this kind of trump card! You can actually seal all of my High God divine power!"

"You sinister and cunning human!"

"To think you would use such despicable methods!"

John’s expression remained calm. With both hands behind his back, his voice was completely unperturbed.

"Are you done? Then go ahead and attack. I want to see how you can oppose me after losing your High God divine power."

"Courting death!"

The demon race High God flew into a rage, and his figure instantly disappeared from where he stood.

Although he had lost his High God divine power, his High God-level body still remained.

That fleshly body, tempered by countless Lightning Tribulations, was a terrifying killing weapon capable of crushing stars even without any divine power attached.

He punched out.

Purple Hellfire surged forth like a tsunami, instantly devouring John’s figure.

The high temperature burned countless cracks into space itself, and the surrounding demon realm buildings were instantly vaporized under the heat wave.

However, when the flames dispersed, there was nothing left in place.

The demon race High God’s brows suddenly furrowed.

It was not the real body.

At that moment—

A soft laugh sounded behind him.

"Are you ready?"

John’s voice rang out like a ghost, pressed close to the back of his neck.

"Next, it’s my turn."

Boom!!!

A terrifying Lightning Tribulation descended from the sky. Golden lightning was like a sword of judgment, directly striking the demon race High God’s body.

[-9999999999!]

The demon race High God’s body instantly exploded within the Lightning Tribulation, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

However, that cloud of blood mist did not disperse. Instead, it rapidly condensed again, restoring the demon race High God’s complete form in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha!"

The demon race High God laughed wildly, his eyes filled with mockery.

"It’s useless! You have no idea how powerful we High God-level powerhouses truly are!"

"The lives of us High Gods have long since been bound to our Cosmic Imprints. We are undying and indestructible! All your methods are futile against us High Gods!"

"No matter how many times you shatter me, I can rapidly recover through the life imprint engraved within the universe!"

"Unless a powerhouse of the same level uses source power to weaken my Cosmic Imprint, otherwise..."

"You will never be able to kill me!"

He was not wrong.

This was the true meaning of the saying that all beneath High God were ants.

Even if a High God’s level had fallen, the essence of his life was still closely connected to his Cosmic Imprint.

As long as the Cosmic Imprint remained, he could revive countless times.

No attack could fundamentally erase his existence.

However, John’s expression remained calm.

He did not care at all whether the other party could revive infinitely.

"Can’t kill you?"

John said indifferently, "Since this method can’t kill you, then I’ll just use another method."

As his words fell, his figure dissipated again.

In the next instant, John appeared directly before the demon race High God and punched out.

At the same time...

"Spatial Lockdown!"

The advanced effect of the Aerial Lockdown Law activated!

The entire space was completely locked down. Countless invisible spatial chains firmly bound the demon race High God’s body.

Under such terrifying strength, the demon race High God’s body shattered again, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

But this time, before the blood mist could recondense, it was completely locked in place by John’s Spatial Lockdown.

Every particle, every strand of remnant soul, was like an insect frozen inside amber, unable to move at all.

...

At the boundary between the abyssal plane and the demon realm.

The myriad-race powerhouses who were spying on this battle through secret arts were completely dumbfounded.

"He... He can actually shatter a High God-level body so easily?"

"That is a High God-level body! Even if his level has fallen, the strength of that body is still at High God level!"

"Just how terrifying is John’s damage?"

At that moment, a powerhouse with sharp perception suddenly widened his eyes and cried out,

"Something’s wrong! Look carefully! The Spatial Lockdown he’s using... can actually lock down that High God’s Cosmic Imprint!"

As soon as these words came out, all the observers gasped.

They looked closely and indeed discovered that John’s Spatial Lockdown was not only locking down the flesh particles of the demon race High God, but even the life imprint connected to the Cosmic Imprint had been imprisoned within this space as well.

Moreover...

That imprint was being continuously compressed and weakened by the Spatial Lockdown!

"He has found a way to kill High God-level powerhouses!"

"That Spatial Lockdown can isolate the restorative power of the Cosmic Imprint!"

"Once the imprint is completely erased, that High God will truly die!"

...

At the center of the battlefield.

John also discovered this point.

He realized that the Spatial Lockdown he had cast could actually directly attack the Cosmic Imprint hidden deep within the void.

"So that’s how it is."

The corners of John’s mouth rose slightly. He continued to drive the strength of Spatial Lockdown, constantly compressing the life imprint that was struggling madly.

"No...!"

The demon race High God’s consciousness let out a terrified roar from within the blood mist.

The blood mist also began to squirm rapidly.

He finally panicked.

He could feel the connection between himself and his Cosmic Imprint being severed little by little.

That feeling was like a drowning mortal watching the water surface grow farther and farther away, yet being unable to grab hold of anything no matter what.

He wanted to resist.

But his High God divine power had already been sealed by the World Balance Decree, and all High God-level methods had been rendered ineffective.

Under John’s assault, this demon race High God had no power to resist at all.

He could only watch helplessly as his life imprint was erased bit by bit.

It was like a prisoner sentenced to death by a thousand cuts, feeling death approach one slash at a time.

"No... impossible..."

"How could I die here..."

"Die at the hands of a human..."

His voice grew weaker and weaker, until it finally dissipated completely.

The instant this demon race High God was killed—

[You have killed a Lv.590 demon race High God (Peak). Obtained Divine Class Points +59,000, gold coins +590,000,000,000, Fame +59,000,000,000!]

[You have plundered God-rank skill: Hellfire Worldburn!]

[You have plundered God-rank skill: High God Body!]

[You have plundered God-rank talent: Undying Demon Soul!]

[You have plundered High God-level equipment: World-Ending Demon Armor!]

[You have plundered Godhood Shard ×5000!]

[You have plundered special item: High God Source ×1!]

A series of prompts exploded beside John’s ears.

Every single item was extremely precious and rare.

Especially the final item...

High God Source!

John opened his backpack and looked at the mysterious crystal emitting dark-golden light.