Violet Blood Soft Sword

Chapter 44: Violet Blood Soft Sword

In the Forest of Darkness, inside the Metal Castle.

Beirut, dressed in black robes, stroked his beard and chuckled, "This Kolan, he's already a mid-level god with real strength, yet he still doesn't want to go to the Divine Planes or the Higher Planes."

"What a spineless fellow. What kind of true dragon can a small stream raise? Only by heading into the vast ocean can one grow into a powerhouse." Beirut had originally assumed that after Kolan left the Necropolis of the Gods, it wouldn't be long before he headed for the Divine Planes or the Higher Planes.

After all, the Yulan Plane was like a babbling brook, while the Divine Planes and Higher Planes were boundless oceans filled with endless danger. Although dangerous, they were the only places that held infinite opportunities and challenges.

As it turned out, the fellow didn't seem to have the slightest intention of going to the Divine Planes or the Higher Planes.

Beirut waited and waited, but after several hundred years passed, he had to send a divine sense transmission to Kolan to kick him out!

If you don't want to go to the Divine Planes or the Higher Planes, that's not up to you!

"I wonder which plane this Kolan will choose to go to!" Beirut thought to himself.

There are seven Divine Planes and four Higher Planes. The Divine Planes were created by the joint efforts of seven Sovereigns of a single elemental attribute, while the Higher Planes were created by a single Sovereign. While it might seem like the Higher Planes should be superior to the Divine Planes, in reality, they are both the same—vast, and connected to various material planes and divine planes.

The seven Divine Planes and four Higher Planes have attracted countless powerhouses from material planes to gather there. Over countless years, the number of powerhouses has become impossible to calculate.

Whether in the Divine Planes or the Higher Planes, slaughter and chaos are the main themes. Outside of the cities, nothing is safe. It isn't that the Sovereigns don't want to manage it, but rather that they allow this situation to persist.

Because if there were no slaughter and chaos, the Divine Planes and Higher Planes would have long since become overcrowded.

In such an environment, a batch of powerhouses is born.

"Hmm? What is this brat doing going there?" Beirut saw Kolan heading toward the Magical Beast Mountain Range and felt a bit puzzled.

When he saw what Kolan intended to do, Beirut's expression changed slightly. His figure flickered, and he headed toward the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

Magical Beast Mountain Range, Mist Valley.

Returning here after over a thousand years, the Mist Valley had changed significantly.

On both sides of the rocky cliffs, there were all sorts of magical beasts.

And at the bottom of the valley, a large number of high-level magical beasts lived—Velociraptors, Fire Dragons, Wind Dragons, and so on, in very large numbers.

The elemental energy of heaven and earth here was very dense, naturally attracting magical beasts to come. After all, in this place, magical beasts could cultivate faster and more easily break through the shackles of their bloodlines.

For instance, Kolan saw a Velociraptor that should have been a level seven magical beast, but it had grown into a level eight magical beast!

Kolan's arrival went unnoticed by any of the magical beasts.

Kolan went straight to the cave.

Looking at the sealing magic array that used the Violet Blood Soft Sword as its core, even as a mid-level god, Kolan still felt it was very complex.

"With this Violet Blood Soft Sword, my strength can increase quite a bit!" A sharp light flashed in Kolan's eyes.

Since he was going to leave the Yulan Plane, he naturally had to take this Violet Blood Soft Sword with him. After all, this was the personal sword of the Violet Blood Demon, a very precious high-level divine artifact.

Kolan even doubted whether the soul-defensive high-level divine artifact he obtained on the fifteenth floor 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 let the powerhouses of the Gebada Prison Plane escape, Kolan wasn't worried.

He had studied magic arrays as well; he would just set up another magic array later. He figured it wouldn't be that easy for the powerhouses of the Gebada Prison Plane to get out.

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

Immediately, the sealing magic array on the black circular platform, with its incredibly complex magic runes, began to glow. It was as if a bright silver stream flowed through every rune on the array, and gradually... the entire mysterious magic array lit up, blindingly bright.

"BOOM!"

A low, rumbling sound echoed. The light of the sealing magic array became even more blinding. The rumbling sounds grew more frequent and urgent—"BOOM!" "BOOM!" "BOOM!" "BOOM!"... A series of sounds like drumbeats echoed continuously, and the sealing magic array trembled violently.

"CRACK—" The black circular platform of unknown material suddenly split, developing three fissures.

Once the black circular platform cracked with three fissures, the light of the entire sealing magic array began to flicker incessantly. The rumbling sound seemed to be stimulated, becoming even more high-pitched and rapid—"BOOM!" "BOOM!" "BOOM!" "BOOM!"... It sounded like a violent rainstorm. Then, with a "POOF," the entire black circular platform shattered, and the sealing magic array, which used it as a carrier, was naturally destroyed. Visible ripples of space spread out in all directions from the center of the explosion.

Kolan was just about to move to re-establish the sealing magic array.

"Kolan, you have a lot of nerve!" A black-robed figure appeared high in the sky.

"Lord Beirut!" Kolan instantly realized that the black-robed figure was none other than Beirut.

"Hmph, daring to destroy the sealing magic array? I'll punish you by locking you in the Plane Prison!" Beirut snorted. He transformed into a giant hand and, like an eagle snatching a chick, grabbed Kolan and threw him into a spatial tunnel.

Kolan didn't even have the slightest power to resist.

Afterward, Beirut grabbed the Violet Blood Soft Sword and began to re-establish the sealing magic array.

In just a few breaths, a brand-new sealing magic array was completed.

The Violet Blood Soft Sword remained the core of the array.

Then, Beirut blocked the sealing magic array with stones.

"This brat, he really doesn't let one rest easy. I'll lock him in the Plane Prison to reflect on his actions properly." Beirut shook his head.

He hadn't expected that even though Kolan was about to leave the Yulan Plane, he would come here and destroy the sealing magic array.

One had to know that this sealing magic array was one he had set up personally, using the Violet Blood Demon's high-level divine artifact, the 'Violet Blood Soft Sword', as the core. It ensured that this weak point in space would not allow powerhouses from the Plane Prison to escape into the Yulan Continent.

The Plane Prison and the Yulan Continent Plane were two sides of the same coin, specifically used to imprison those who angered the Plane Overseer.

The Plane Prison and the Yulan Continent Plane were almost equally ancient. Even if one person were imprisoned every ten thousand years, there would be ten thousand after a hundred million years, and a trillion after a quadrillion years.

Those who could be locked into the Plane Prison were at least Saint Realm, or even god-level powerhouses with infinite lifespans.

Because of this, the Plane Prison contained a massive number of god-level powerhouses; there were quite a few high-level gods, and even more low-level and mid-level gods.

The living environment in the Plane Prison was also extremely harsh.

After all, the Plane Prison was about the same size as the Yulan Continent Plane, and the resources were similar. With so many powerhouses in the Plane Prison, the resources were naturally insufficient. Even a low-level god had to keep their tail tucked in the Plane Prison. As for the Saint Realm, even those at the peak of the Saint Realm had to follow god-level powerhouses, or it would be very difficult to survive.