Beginning the Planning

The change in soul aura combined with a shifting appearance, along with a soul talent capable of sensing the prying eyes of a Chief Sovereign, were all peerless skills for self-preservation. Although the greatest survival ability in this world was one's own strength, the world was also full of accidents; this soul talent undoubtedly elevated Hodan's survival capabilities to a new level.

Hodan studied it for a long time and found no other abilities, but he was already very satisfied. With this innate talent, combined with his foresight and the knowledge from another world, Hodan was confident he could become a powerhouse and find his way home.

Hodan transformed his Fate God Clone into his original appearance from Earth, then had the clone fuse with the gray mist to alter his aura, making his soul aura closer to what it had been back on Earth. Seeing the familiar face of his Fate God Clone, Hodan felt a sense of trance. It felt as if he were looking in a mirror, as if he were still on Earth, about to start a family.

Hodan shook his head, casting the chaotic thoughts from his mind.

"What are you thinking about? This is the cruel Coiling Dragon World; better hurry up and cultivate to get stronger," Hodan mocked himself. "Only then can I go home sooner."

In the end, Hodan gave up on the Earthly appearance and aura; he did not want to expose the secret of his ability to change his soul aura just yet, as it would make him feel very insecure. Moreover, the ability to change one's soul aura might save his life one day, or even allow him to accomplish some special tasks.

Hodan's original body and his clone continued to calm their minds, immersing themselves in cultivation, seeking to quickly grow stronger and gain the strength for self-preservation before planning anything else.

Within the Yulan Continent, having confirmed his talent, Hodan did not waste any more time; he had to start his schemes immediately. Because the time left for him was truly not much. When reading the novel, Hodan hadn't felt much when the protagonist reached Grand Perfection strength in three thousand years. But when it was truly his turn to cultivate, he finally felt the difficulty of the path of cultivation. Even his Fate God Clone, which he was currently cultivating, was only a Low-God, still a world away from Grand Perfection.

Hodan walked out of the ice hut and flew straight toward the interior of the Yulan Continent. This time, Hodan did not sense any prying, but he did not pay it much mind. Hodan would not make any moves for a while; he just wanted to confirm the current time period of the Yulan Continent, understand the recent situation, and then wait until Beirut's attention waned before taking action.

The Yulan Continent was truly too small, not much different in size from Earth, and the gravity of a Material Plane was negligible compared to that of the Higher Planes. With Hodan's strength as a Mid-God, he could likely circle the entire Yulan Continent in less than an hour at full speed. Moreover, with a sweep of Hodan's divine sense, the entire Yulan Continent was reflected in his mind. Of course, Hodan did not dare to probe his divine sense toward the Dark Forest.

Hodan's divine sense detected two relatively powerful forces: one like a furnace, and the other possessing a special quality similar to his own Fate God Clone, radiating the aura of life. Hodan knew these were the prominent powerhouses of the Yulan Continent: the Fire-style Low-God War God and the Life Law Low-God High Priest.

When Hodan's divine sense swept over them, they felt nothing; after all, a Mid-God's divine sense was a level higher than that of a Low-God. They did not possess a talent like Hodan's, so naturally, they could not detect his probing.

To understand the latest situation in the Yulan Continent, there was no one clearer than the God-level powerhouses.

Hodan thought for a moment and decided to fly toward the High Priest. After all, dealing with a lady was always more pleasant than dealing with a rough man. Although the High Priest was a bit old by Earthly standards, given the infinite lifespan of those above Saint-level in the Coiling Dragon World, the High Priest was essentially just an adult. Besides, beauty is justice.

Furthermore, Hodan had never liked the 'War God' when reading the book; he had no real strength and loved to act arrogant. Just as Adkins had said, a Low-God who became a god by refining a Godhead dared to call himself the War God? If it weren't for the fact that Beirut's family didn't care, in any other plane, with the War God's meager strength, he would have been wiped out for using such a title.

Before long, Hodan flew to the place where the High Priest resided.

"Look, a Saint-level powerhouse."

"Someone is flying over."

The people of the Yulan Empire only assumed Hodan was a Saint-level powerhouse, because currently, only the O'Brien Empire and the Yulan Empire had God-level powerhouses on the surface, and the one in the Dark Forest was the king of magical beasts.

Hodan ignored them and flew straight toward the place where the High Priest cultivated in seclusion. However, the High Priest's disciples would not stand for it; this was the mountain gate of the High Priest. The High Priest was a God-level powerhouse, so even if a Saint-level powerhouse visited, they would have to walk up from the mountain below to pay their respects. No one just flew straight in; did he think he was the War God?

As disciples of the High Priest, they had seen the War God. The person before them was clearly not the War God, yet he dared to be so arrogant? The disciples prepared to swarm forward and capture this madman to hand him over to the High Priest for judgment.

Hodan ignored these ants below the God-level. It had to be said that Hodan had adapted quite well; in the Coiling Dragon World, strength was everything. As long as you had the strength, no one could stop you from doing whatever you wanted. Laws? Those were handouts from the strong to the weak.

Hodan unleashed his Divine Domain, and those disciples who had flown up to capture him were all frozen in mid-air as if a pause button had been pressed.

Silence!

An oppressive, terrifying silence.

In the eyes of those disciples of the High Priest was an unprecedented horror, and then, the horror turned into fear—yes, endless fear.

"God-level, a God-level powerhouse," one disciple said in disbelief.

"Impossible, this is impossible. Aren't there only those three lords who are God-level powerhouses now? And there haven't been any fluctuations of someone becoming a god recently. This is impossible."

At this point, even if they were stupid, they knew they had kicked an iron plate. They had actually dared to attack a God-level powerhouse, a high and mighty expert just like the High Priest and the War God.

Even if they were killed, no one would avenge them; it would only be seen as them being killed for showing disrespect to a God-level powerhouse. The High Priest would not clash with a God-level powerhouse over them; after all, they were just disciples, not the High Priest's kin.

Hodan lazily waved his hand, and the disciples were sent flying backward. At this moment, they felt the terrifying oppression vanish.

Hodan was not afraid that this would provoke Beirut's dissatisfaction; after all, they were the ones who wanted to attack him first, and Hodan hadn't killed them, just knocked them away.

This was also about maintaining the dignity of a God-level powerhouse. It was impossible for a Saint-level ant to provoke a God-level powerhouse without paying any price; if that were the case, where would the dignity of a God-level powerhouse be?

It was only out of consideration for Beirut; if it were a Plane Overseer of another plane, they would either have been killed on the spot or thrown into the Plane Prison to let them know what it meant to wish for death.

Every Material Plane had a corresponding prison plane. Whenever a Saint-level or God-level powerhouse angered the Plane Overseer, the Plane Overseer would lock them into the Plane Prison.

Do not doubt it; the Plane Overseer had the strength and authority to do so. Unless it was a special plane, the Plane Overseer was the strongest person in that Material Plane. Otherwise, how could the Plane Overseer suppress the entire Material Plane?

It just so happened that the Yulan Continent was that special plane. With Beirut's existence, this Material Plane was naturally controlled by Beirut, and it was not Hodan's turn to intervene.

As Hodan's divine power fluctuated, the High Priest naturally could not sit still. The High Priest's divine sense had not detected Hodan, which meant the visitor's strength was at least that of a Mid-God.

Heavens, when did a Mid-God appear in the Yulan Continent? And one who flew straight over to find her? The High Priest had always stayed at home cultivating and hadn't provoked anyone.

The High Priest flew out and saw that her disciples had only been knocked back without being injured, so she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you for your mercy, sir. May I ask how to address you?"

Before Hodan stood the elegant and detached High Priest, with long silver hair flowing and wearing a mask that shimmered with green light. The High Priest's voice was soft and neutral. It was difficult to distinguish whether she was male or female from the voice alone. But in Hodan's perception, the High Priest was a woman, which also proved that his previous guess was correct.

"What? Is this the High Priest's way of treating guests?" Hodan said indifferently, showing no awareness of being an unwelcome guest.

Although the High Priest did not want to entertain such an unwelcome guest, her strength was inferior, so she could only smile and say, "It is Catherine's mistake. Please, sir, come inside."

With that, she led Hodan into her residence. Seeing the High Priest lead Hodan into her residence, the disciples slowly dispersed, but everyone remained immersed in the shock that a new God-level powerhouse had appeared in the Yulan Continent.