John poured most of his resources into the puppet clone, forging its body into something powerful from every angle with no weaknesses.

The clone inherited every characteristic of the main body. Not only were its thoughts and gains synchronized with the main body, there was practically no difference between the two.

After finishing all this, John took out the Skyvault Token.

It was an unregistered communication token, mainly used to maintain contact with the Skyvault Consortium. After he officially joined and completed registration, it would be replaced with a registered token. At that time, all benefits and authorities would be officially bound to him.

"I will depart today for the Skyvault Consortium."

John sent his divine sense into the token and left a message.

Very soon, a response came from the other side.

"A High God-level powerhouse will personally come to receive you."

John closed the token and informed the three members of Valhalla.

The three soon regrouped with him.

"Guild Leader, what does the cosmic starry sky look like? Are there lots of delicious things there?" Holly tilted her head, her eyes full of curiosity.

John smiled.

"I don’t know either. I only know that planes are like Novice Villages, universes are like main cities, and the cosmic starry sky is probably the entire world."

"Wow, then we’re going on a long trip!" Holly nodded as if she understood.

"The cosmic starry sky..." Odelle chuckled. "Demigod grade counts as top-tier combat power within a plane, but once we reach the cosmic starry sky, High Gods are probably everywhere. We only have demigod strength, so we won’t count for much over there. We should be more cautious."

John nodded approvingly.

The way of caution was the true kingly path. One could never go wrong by staying low-key like him.

"I truly want to see the customs and powerhouses of the cosmic starry sky." A trace of anticipation flashed through Silt’s eyes.

John smiled faintly.

Once they reached a broader stage, what they would likely see the most would be conflict and slaughter.

At that moment—

Boom!!!

An explosion rang out from beyond the heavens. A figure broke through the chaotic void and descended.

"John, it is me. I have come to receive you."

The voice was not unfamiliar. It belonged to the gray-robed old man who had represented the Skyvault Consortium in recruiting him before.

John gestured for the three to follow, then his figure flashed and shot into the sky.

The plane barrier that had once seemed indestructible was now like paper before him, easily torn open.

Whoosh!

Whoosh, whoosh!

John brought the three to the outer heavens. What entered their eyes was a hazy, chaotic void.

This space had no color, only an endless gray haze. The only light came from the plane star formed by the Netherworld behind them, which was emitting a faint ghostly glow.

"The outer heavens are rather boring," John said indifferently after sweeping his gaze around.

"John, meeting you again, you seem to have become stronger." The gray-robed old man smiled as he sized him up. Then his gaze moved to the three people behind John, and a trace of barely noticeable surprise flashed through his eyes.

These three were all rare powerhouse seedlings. Their talents did not seem inferior to those Demigod Limit seeds cultivated by the Skyvault Consortium.

"Senior," John said directly without exchanging pleasantries, "I have the privilege of proposing a condition."

"That is correct." The gray-robed old man nodded.

"My condition is this: let them join the Skyvault Consortium as well."

John pointed at Holly, Odelle, and Silt behind him. His tone was calm but firm.

"And give them the same treatment as me. High God-level treatment."

When the gray-robed old man heard this, he did not hesitate at all and nodded readily.

"No problem."

"When I reported your strength to the upper levels of the Consortium, they placed great importance on you and gave me considerable autonomy."

"The condition you proposed is not excessive. I can make the decision on this matter."

"Once we arrive at the Skyvault Consortium headquarters, all of you can register together."

John nodded slightly.

His bottom line had been to allow the three of them to enter the Skyvault Consortium. As for whether he could secure High God-level treatment for them, he originally had no confidence and had merely intended to try.

He had not expected the Skyvault Consortium to value him far beyond his expectations, agreeing so decisively.

This improved John’s impression of the Skyvault Consortium somewhat.

"Then let us depart." After the gray-robed old man finished speaking, he waved his sleeve.

A palm-sized boat-shaped item flew out from within his sleeve and expanded with the wind. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a colossal vessel tens of thousands of miles long.

The entire flying ship was carved with complex law runes. Energy flowed across its surface like a tangible current.es. Energy flowed across its surface like a tangible current. At a glance, it was clearly an extremely rare treasure.

"The cosmic starry sky is vast and boundless, and chaotic turbulence often appears without warning," the gray-robed old man explained. "Against chaotic turbulence, even High God-level powerhouses cannot endure for too long with their physical bodies alone. So preparing a vehicle for travel is much more convenient."

"After you complete registration, you will receive a large number of contribution points. You can also use those points to exchange for similar vehicles inside the Consortium."

John nodded and brought the three aboard the flying ship.

At that moment!

Boom!

Within the chaotic void, a giant palm condensed from chaotic turbulence came crashing down from an extremely distant place. Its speed was unbelievable, and in an instant, it had already approached the flying ship.

"So this is the method of a High God-level powerhouse?"

John stood where he was without moving at all. He merely raised his eyes and glanced at the giant palm, his expression calm.

"Hmph!"

The gray-robed old man snorted coldly. Without panic, he flicked his sleeve, and a palm-sized ancient cauldron flew out. It expanded with the wind and smashed fiercely toward the chaotic giant palm.

Rumble!!!

The ancient cauldron was struck by the giant palm and spun backward several yards, while that chaotic giant palm was also forcibly smashed apart, turning into scattered fragments of turbulence.

At this moment, the gray-robed old man shouted loudly,

"To dare oppose my Skyvault Consortium, we will not let this matter rest! Withdraw at once, and do not fail to appreciate mercy!"

From within the chaotic void, a cold voice drifted out.

"Do you think my Demon King Council fears your Skyvault Consortium?"

The voice paused, then sounded again, carrying unconcealed mockery and malice.

"God King of the Hidden Race, are you not worried about John suppressing the myriad races? Now that he has left the human plane, are you still not going to act?"

God King.

The gray-robed old man’s expression changed drastically.

Meanwhile, John remained standing on the deck of the flying ship, his expression as calm as still water.

He looked toward that chaotic void and slowly spoke, his tone indifferent yet carrying a trace of coldness.

"As expected, there really are quite a few people who want to kill me."

"God King of the myriad races."

"Are you still not going to act?"

Within the chaotic void, the voice of the Demon King Council powerhouse rang out once again, his tone filled with unconcealed instigation and provocation.

"Hmph!"

A deep cold laugh immediately came from the depths of the void.

Although it was only a snort, it carried an unquestionable majesty.

"Demon King Council, are you teaching me how to do things?"

"How I choose to act is not something you have the right to interfere with!"

The God King of the Hidden Race fired back.

He was a peak God King existence. The one from the Demon King Council was merely High God-level, so naturally, he had no fear.