THE PLANAR WARS
BOOK 7 OF THE COILING DRAGON SAGA
WO CHI XI HONG SHI
Translated by
REN WOXING
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CONTENTS
Prologue
I. Highgod
1. What Type of Weapon?
2. Mirage
3. Goals
4. Ironknife Gorge
5. Back to the Yulan Continent!
6. After 2000 Years, Seas Can Become Plains
7. Parting Words
8. Marvelous Treasures
9. Battle!
10. The Manner of Death
11. A Pleasant Surprise
12. Entering the Netherworld
13. Northbone Prefecture
14. Sayant
15. Throwing One’s Life Away
16. Abyssal Mountain
17. Abyssal Fruit
18. The Young Red-Haired Lady
19. Warning – Snakes and Trees!
20. Lost
21. Green Snakes
22. The Gray Fog Region – Slaughter!
23. A Strange Situation
24. Fortune? Misfortune?
25. The Abyssal Fruit Appears
26. Choice
27. Sovereign’s Emissary
28. Repercussions
29. Invincible
30. Unable to Help
31. The Chief Sovereign of Death
32. The Netherworld Heart
II. Metamorphosis
33. Desire
34. Flamebone Mountain
35. Target
36. Redcliff Lord
37. Sudden Emergence
38. Unstoppable
39. A Blaze
40. The Storm Gathers
41. A Battle Between Supreme Experts of the Earth
42. The Final, Supreme Technique!
43. Victory and Defeat
44. Four Badge Colors
45. Dangerous
46. Ambushed
47. A Choice
48. Murderous Blows!
49. Hemmers
50. List of Names
51. An Untended Willow Grows
52. A Tranquil Heart
53. Flee on Sight
54. Sixty Years in the Planar Battlefield
55. Three-Person Squad
56. A Dead End? A New Beginning!
57. Innate Divine Ability
58. The First Battle
59. A Change
60. Five Hundred Years
61. Four Against One
62. Canteen?
63. The Number One Clan
64. What’s This?
65. A Battle
66. A Battle of Attrition?
67. A Rock
68. Blood Binding, Crown
69. Supreme Technique
70. An Inch of Land, A Foot of Sky
71. Bluefire
72. Will
73. High Spirits
74. A Nightmare Descends
75. Attacked and Killed
76. Results
77. Arrangements
78. The Unfinished Battle
79. Suicidal?
80. The Death of Linley
81. The Line Between Life and Death
82. A Terrifying Tenacity
83. Metamorphosis - Breaking Through the Cocoon, Becoming a Butterfly!
84. The Path to the Peak
85. Spiritual Power!
86. Disappearing In a Blink of an Eye
87. The Experts by the Banks of the Stellar River
88. Bebe’s Request
89. The Final Battle
90. Linley’s Power
91. The Duel Above the Stellar River
92. The Most Powerful Technique!
93. Gathering Point
94. Who Is Alive, Who Is Dead?
95. Return
96. Gathered From Many Places
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PROLOGUE
Finally, the long resistance by the Four Divine Beasts clan against the eight great clans has come to an end. Both sides have suffered tremendous casualties due to their blood feud, but the words of the Sovereign are absolute - there shall be peace. And then, right before the eyes of everyone present, including the Sovereign himself, Linley found that last bit of insight he needed to become a Highgod…
PART I
HIGHGOD
1
WHAT TYPE OF WEAPON?
Linley had suddenly gained an insight and broken through, right at that critical moment when the Sovereign had descended, and became a Highgod. This caused Beirut and a few others to snicker in amusement, but quite a few others present were completely shocked. The most stunned of all were the experts of the eight great clans.
“Linley… became a Highgod?” Patriarch Boleyn stared at Linley.
“He actually became a Highgod!” Patriarch Edric and the others all had very complicated looks on their faces.
“Even if the Sovereign hadn’t descended, we probably would still have to leave,” the Nether Serpent Patriarch sighed.
The reason behind their thousand years of savagery was because they were worried about Linley. They believed that the God-level Linley had to have fused at least five profound mysteries for him, given his power. Once Linley became a Highgod, he probably would have fused all six types and become a Highgod Paragon! The terrifying power of a Highgod Paragon would be no lower than Beirut’s!
“Fortunately, he didn’t make his breakthrough earlier,” Patriarch Reinales whispered.
“Right.” The various Patriarchs all had very chaotic, mixed emotions right now.
The descent of the Sovereign had caused them to make an unwilling decision. But now that Linley had become a Highgod, they were frightened at the ‘close call’ they had.
Once a Highgod Paragon began a slaughter, the experts of their eight great clans would be like ragdolls for dismembering. Just look at Beirut! He actually dared to block attacks from Sovereign artifacts head on. Who could resist such a monster?
“The Four Divine Beasts clan is blessed with luck, for such a genius to have appeared in their ranks,” Patriarch Barbary said in a low voice. “Let’s hurry up and leave.”
“It really is time to leave.” The various Patriarchs all turned and left. They didn’t dare to violate the orders of a Sovereign, and Linley’s presence made it so that they left of their own accord as well. No matter what… today, the matters between the Four Divine Beasts clan and the eight great clans had come to an end.
The members of the Four Divine Beasts clan were all completely delirious with excitement and joy. Quite a few clansmen began to weep on the spot. From this day onwards, their Four Divine Beasts clan would no longer have to experience countless dangers and live a life of humiliation.
“It’s over!”
“Haha, it’s finally over!”
Celebratory voices rang out in the air above the Skyrite Mountains. Many clansmen were so excited that they fell to their knees, sobbing. The constant insults
and taunts they had suffered in recent days from the eight great clans had been a sort of psychological torture to the Four Divine Beasts clan.
Finally… it was over!
“The forces of the eight great clans have left,” Bebe said.
Linley turned to look as well. The Patriarchs and Elders led the way, and the clansmen of the eight great clans, like a massive, roiling flood of locusts, flew into the air, then boarded multiple metallic lifeforms and left at high speed, leaving behind only those many empty castles and buildings.
“It’s all over.” Gislason had a very complicated look on his face.
The White Tiger Patriarch let out an emotional sigh as well. “Ten thousand years. Ten thousand nightmarish years. Finally, it’s over! Our clansmen won’t have to hide in the Skyrite Mountains in terror any longer.”
Every single member of the Four Divine Beasts clan felt extremely relaxed now.
“Lord Beirut. We will forever remember your great kindness!” Gislason was the first to bow, and then all of the other three clan leaders and Elders all bowed respectfully as well.
Beirut laughed calmly. “If you want to thank someone, thank the Sovereign.” Gislason and the others, however, all understood that the Bloodridge Sovereign and the Four Divine Beasts clan didn’t have much of a connection. If the Bloodridge Sovereign had truly wanted to save the Four Divine Beasts clan, he would have shown himself long ago. But he had only done so today, most likely because of Beirut.
“Everyone!” Gislason’s voice suddenly rang out, and it echoed in the air above the Skyrite Mountains. Instantly, the countless clansmen all turned their gazes towards him.
Gislason said in a sonorous voice, “Today is a day of rejoicing. Our Four Divine Beasts clan has been under tremendous pressure for ten thousand years, and one Elder after another has perished in battle for the clan… but today, we of the Four Divine Beasts clan have finally once more regained our freedom to roam the skies of the Infernal Realm. We absolutely must celebrate this wonderful event. All clansmen will celebrate for three days!”
“Wonderful!”
“A three day grand celebration!”
Instantly, countless joyful voices rang out, reverberating throughout the air above the Skyrite Mountains.
“Lord Beirut, Phusro, the two of you absolutely must attend our celebration.” Gislason looked towards Beirut.
“Definitely.” Beirut laughed calmly and nodded.
“Haha.” Phusro chortled, then glanced sideways at Linley. As he did, he couldn’t help but laugh loudly. “Linley, you made a breakthrough just as you saw the Sovereign. I, Phusro, have lived countless years but I’ve never seen such a thing.” Linley could only grin rather awkwardly.
“You did see the Sovereign, right?” Beirut laughed.
“As soon as I saw him, he left.” Linley still felt rather stunned. Actually, at the moment of the Sovereign’s descent, Linley had already become absorbed in the insights he had gained upon watching the battle between the Grand Elder and Patriarch Barbary.
Linley had no idea as to when the Sovereign had arrived and what he had said. However… from what everyone else was saying, Linley realized that the departure of the eight great clans was due to them obeying the orders of the Sovereign.
“Sovereigns really are incredible. With but a single sentence, the eight great clans were forced to obediently leave.” In Linley’s mind, he could still see that massive black face, tens of meters high, that stood in mid-air. He also remembered the terrifying gaze of those two eyes.
This was the supremacy of a Sovereign. Linley, having experienced it, would never forget it.
“Let’s go. Your clan is going to have a huge celebration.” Beirut laughed, then flew into the air.
Linley, Bebe, Phusro, Delia, and the others all followed Beirut into the air. As for Gislason and the other clan leaders, they had left early on to go arrange the banquet. This celebration would be one that was held throughout the Skyrite Mountains.
While flying, Beirut suddenly began to chuckle softly to himself. Linley couldn’t help but to turn and look at him. Beirut glanced at him, then said resignedly, “Linley, I really did make more work for myself. I wanted to give you some encouragement, so I said that I would give you a godspark weapon after you became a Highgod. I wasn’t exactly expecting you to break through a few moments after that.”
Indeed… Linley really was a bit too efficient.
“Grandpa, you have to forge a good godspark weapon for my Boss,” Bebe said hurriedly.
“Since I’ve given my word, of course I’ll do it.” Beirut nodded, then looked at Linley. “Speak, Linley. What sort of weapon do you want me to make for you?”
Even Phusro began to laugh loudly. “Linley, although Beirut’s godspark weapons aren’t Sovereign artifacts, they are comparable in terms of toughness and hardness. In the Infernal Realm, the godspark weapons of Beirut are known as priceless treasures that can’t be bought with mere money alone.”
“I want…”
Linley pondered for a moment. He had the Coiling Dragon ring, and his soul had just improved greatly. After he refined more amethysts in the future and repaired the Coiling Dragon ring, his soul defense would rise to an extremely high level. What he lacked right now… was defense against material attacks.
“Lord Beirut, you can go ahead and forge a set of godspark armor that can fuse with my scales, just like the one the Grand Elder has. That’ll let my punches and kicks become tremendously powerful as well,” Linley said eagerly. He could use a set of armor for both attack and defense. A dual-purpose artifact!
The smile on Beirut’s face suddenly turned stiff and forced.
“Boss… you want a set of armor?” Bebe stared at Linley as well.
“Linley… you really are something else.” Phusro stared at Linley, not knowing whether to laugh or to cry.
Linley was rather surprised at their reactions. He stared at them in confusion. “What? Is this request of mine very excessive?”
Beirut had a very strange look on his face. For a moment, he didn’t know what to say. In the end, it was Bebe who explained, “Boss, forging godspark weapons is an ability inherent to and unique to us Godeater Rats. It requires us to devour divine sparks, refine the essence within, then coalesce the essence into the shape of a weapon.”
“But every single divine spark is very small, and the amount of essence that can be refined from each one is tiny. Digesting a divine spark takes a long time as well… thus, to forge a large weapon, just think about how many divine sparks will be needed, how much time would be needed, and how much effort it would take! It’s very hard. That’s why godspark weapons are generally very small,” Bebe explained.
Linley began to understand. He also remembered how the godspark weapon in Bebe’s possession was just a dagger. As for Gislason’s set of godspark weapons, it was a pair of gloves. They were all very small weapons.
What he had just requested was a set of armor that could cover his entire body. In terms of size, it was probably upwards of a hundred times larger than Bebe’s dagger.
A set of armor that can cover your entire body… I’ll probably have to work for thousands of years without resting to make this. Beirut felt quite a bit of pressure, but he had already given his word.
“Lord Beirut, I apologize. I didn’t understand much about the forging of godspark weapons,” Linley said hurriedly. He didn’t want to make things too hard for Beirut. “Just make a sharp sword for me. It just needs to be comparable to Bloodviolet in length.” What Linley lacked right now was attack power. With an extremely sharp godspark sword, his attack power would rise significantly.
“Comparable to Bloodviolet?” Beirut let out a sigh of relief. Perhaps the amount of divine spark essence needed to make a longsword was somewhat more than what was needed for a dagger or a set of gloves, but… what Linley needed right now was, quite clearly, that sort of thin, sharp sword. The amount of divine spark essence needed would just be a few times more tha
n what was needed for a dagger.
“Lord Beirut, what I lack right now is attack power, and so the sharper this godspark weapon, the better,” Linley said.
Beirut said confidently, “Forging something as hard as a godspark weapon and making it sharp is very easy… however, to forge this godspark weapon, I’ll still need to spend roughly a hundred years. You have to wait for a time.”
“No rush, I’m in no rush.” Linley laughed. The Four Divine Beasts clan was in a state of peace now, and he himself had become a Highgod. Linley couldn’t think of anything he had to do right away. The only thing he ‘had’ to do was spend time with his family, and continue training as much as he could.
THAT NIGHT, the members of the Four Divine Beasts clan all seemed to have gone crazy. They all celebrated madly, and be it at the Patriarch’s residence or remote areas such as that great gorge, banquets could be seen everywhere. Everyone from the Patriarch to recently born Saints were all celebrating. Linley, as an Elder, was naturally toasted by many people.
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