Violet Blood Soft Sword

Violet Blood Soft Sword

In the Forest of Darkness, inside the Metal Castle.

Beirut, dressed in a black robe, stroked his beard and said with a chuckle, "Kolan's already a Mid-God, and he's got some strength now, yet he still doesn't want to go to a Divine Plane or a Supreme Plane."

"What a spineless fellow. What kind of true dragon can a little stream raise? Only by going to the sea can one grow into a powerhouse." Beirut had assumed Kolan would head to a Divine Plane or Supreme Plane not long after leaving the Necropolis of the Gods.

After all, the Yulan Continent Plane was like a gently flowing stream, while the Divine and Supreme Planes were boundless oceans filled with endless dangers. They were dangerous, but they were also where endless opportunities and challenges could be found.

But who would have thought Kolan didn't seem to want to go to a Divine Plane or Supreme Plane at all?

Beirut waited and waited. After several centuries had passed, he had no choice but to send Kolan a message with his divine sense and kick him out!

Whether he wanted to go to a Divine Plane or Supreme Plane or not, it wasn't up to him!

"I wonder which plane Kolan will choose!" Beirut thought.

The Seven Divine Planes had been created by the seven Sovereigns of a single element working together, while each of the Four Supreme Planes had been created by an Overgod. It might seem that the Supreme Planes ought to be higher than the Divine Planes, but in truth, the two were the same. Both were vast beyond measure and connected to the various Material Planes and Divine Planes!

The Seven Divine Planes and Four Supreme Planes had attracted countless powerhouses from the Material Planes. After all these years, their numbers were beyond reckoning.

In both the Divine and Supreme Planes, slaughter and chaos were the rule. Outside the cities, nowhere was safe. It wasn't that the Sovereigns didn't want to intervene; they simply allowed things to remain this way.

Without slaughter and chaos, the Divine and Supreme Planes would have been overcrowded long ago.

It was an environment that gave rise to a whole new generation of powerhouses.

"Hm? What's that brat going there for?" Beirut wondered as he saw Kolan heading toward the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

When he saw what Kolan intended to do, Beirut's expression changed. He flashed away toward the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

Magical Beast Mountain Range, Mist Valley.

More than a thousand years had passed since Kolan had last visited, and Mist Valley had changed beyond recognition.

Magical beasts of all kinds now inhabited the rocky cliffs on either side.

The valley below was home to large numbers of high-level magical beasts: Velociraptors, fire dragons, wind dragons, and many others.

The world's elemental essence was exceptionally dense here, naturally attracting magical beasts. After all, they could cultivate faster and more easily break through the constraints of their bloodlines in this place.

For example, Kolan saw a Velociraptor that should have been a Seventh-Level Magical Beast but had grown into an eighth-level one!

Not a single magical beast sensed Kolan's arrival.

He went straight to the cave.

Looking at the Sealing Magic Array, with the Violet Blood Soft Sword as its core, Kolan still found it extremely complicated, even as a Mid-God.

"With this Violet Blood Soft Sword, I'll be able to increase my strength considerably!" His eyes glinted.

Since he was leaving the Yulan Plane, he would naturally take the Violet Blood Soft Sword with him. It was the Violet Blood Demon's weapon, an extremely precious Highgod Artifact.

Kolan even wondered whether the soul-protecting Highgod Artifact he'd obtained on the fifteenth level of the Necropolis of the Gods could compare in value to the Violet Blood Soft Sword.

As for whether pulling out the Violet Blood Soft Sword would release the powerhouses imprisoned in the Gobada Plane Prison, Kolan wasn't worried.

He'd studied Magic Arrays as well. He could set up another one afterward, and surely the powerhouses in the Gebada Prison Plane wouldn't be able to get out so easily.

Kolan reached out and pulled the Violet Blood Soft Sword free.

At once, the Sealing Magic Array on the black circular platform, its magical markings unimaginably complex, began to glow. It was as if a stream of bright silver water flowed along every marking in the array. Gradually, the entire mysterious Magic Array lit up, shining so brightly it hurt the eyes.

"Boom!"

A deep rumble rang out. The Sealing Magic Array shone ever brighter, and the rumbling grew louder and more urgent. "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The sounds rang out again and again, like the beating of drums, while the array trembled without pause.

"Crack—" The black circular platform, made of some unknown material, suddenly split apart, three cracks forming across it.

Once the black platform had split in three places, the Sealing Magic Array began to flicker. The rumbling seemed to be spurred on by this, growing even louder and faster. "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" Like thunder amid a pounding rain, the sounds rang out furiously. Then, with a "bang," the entire black platform shattered. The Sealing Magic Array built upon it was destroyed as well. Visible ripples in space spread outward in all directions from the point of the explosion.

Kolan was just about to rebuild the Sealing Magic Array.

"Kolan, how dare you!" A black-robed figure appeared high in the sky.

"Lord Beirut!" Kolan immediately recognized the black-robed figure as Beirut.

"Hmph. You dared to destroy the Sealing Magic Array? As punishment, I'll lock you in the Plane Prison!" Beirut snorted. He transformed into a giant hand, snatched Kolan up like an eagle grabbing a chick, and tossed him into a spatial passageway.

Kolan couldn't resist in the slightest.

Then Beirut picked up the Violet Blood Soft Sword and began rebuilding the Sealing Magic Array.

In just a few breaths, a brand-new Sealing Magic Array was complete.

The Violet Blood Soft Sword was still at its core.

Beirut then blocked the Sealing Magic Array with a rock.

"That troublesome brat. He really never gives me a moment's peace. Let him sit in the Plane Prison and reflect on what he's done." Beirut shook his head.

He hadn't expected Kolan, just as he was about to leave the Yulan Plane, to come here and destroy the Sealing Magic Array.

This Sealing Magic Array had been set up by Beirut himself, with the Violet Blood Demon's Highgod Artifact, the Violet Blood Soft Sword, as its core. It prevented the weak point in space here from allowing the powerhouses in the Plane Prison to escape into the Yulan Continent.

The Plane Prison and the Yulan Continent Plane were two sides of the same coin. The prison was specifically for those who had angered the Plane Overseer.

The Plane Prison was almost as ancient as the Yulan Continent Plane. Even at a rate of one prisoner every ten thousand years, there would be ten thousand prisoners in a hundred million years and a trillion in a hundred trillion years.

And those imprisoned in the Plane Prison were all at least in the Saint Realm; some were even god-level powerhouses. They had endless lifespans.

As a result, the Plane Prison was home to a vast number of god-level powerhouses. There were quite a few High-Gods, and even more Low-Gods and Mid-Gods.

The living conditions in the Plane Prison were extremely harsh.

After all, the Plane Prison was much like the Yulan Continent Plane, with roughly the same resources. But it had so many powerhouses that there simply wasn't enough to go around. Even Low-Gods had to keep their heads down there. As for those in the Saint Realm, even those at its peak had to follow god-level powerhouses around; otherwise, it was hard to survive.