"Oh, so you're Brother Hodan. Come with me." The burly man with short blond hair led the way. "My name is Peg."
"Haha, Big Brother Peg, when my term is over, I'll treat you to drinks in Silvermoon City," Hodan said politely.
When Peg, the burly man with short blond hair, heard Hodan invite him for drinks, he became even more enthusiastic. "All right. I should be due for a vacation by then, too. It's a deal."
Hodan and Peg chatted as they walked. They soon reached the teleportation array, and by then they had gotten to know each other a little. They weren't exactly friends, but they had a good impression of each other. If they spent more time together, they'd probably become friends soon.
Standing beside the Plane Teleportation Array, Peg asked Hodan, "Which Material Plane are you going to serve in this time?"
"The Yulan Continent," Hodan replied.
As Peg activated the teleportation array, he reminded Hodan not to forget his promise to treat him to drinks. Peg seemed to be quite a drinker.
After repeatedly assuring Peg that he wouldn't forget, Hodan stepped onto the Plane Teleportation Array. A hazy light flashed, and his figure twisted and vanished from the array as he was sent to the Yulan Continent, beginning his career as a Plane Overseer. This also marked the start of Hodan's legendary journey, one that would make his name known throughout the myriad worlds.
Yulan Continent
A bitter wind howled across the land, sending countless flakes of ice flying in every direction. In this world of ice, mountain after mountain soared into the sky. After countless years of being "carved" by the cold winds, the mountains had been polished smooth, their faces so bright they could even reflect a person's image.
On the tallest mountain, eleven profound, hexagram-shaped magic arrays were spread across its peak.
Suddenly, one of the eleven magic arrays lit up in a dazzling radiance. Beams of light shot into the sky, brilliant and dreamlike.
When the figure solidified, the array's light faded. Hodan appeared within the teleportation array.
The previous Plane Overseer had died during the descent of the gods, leaving the Yulan Continent without a Plane Overseer for a long time. Besides, the Yulan Continent was Beirut's territory. With Beirut's position unclear, the Chief Sovereigns had not sent another Plane Overseer. If Beirut didn't approve, even a Paragon High-God sent there would meet certain death. And no god was foolish enough to throw their life away for nothing.
Only after Beirut joined forces with the Destruction Sovereign and made his position clear did the Chief Sovereigns decide to send a Plane Overseer. The Eight Great Clans were enemies of the Four Divine Beasts Clan, and a powerful bloodline had appeared on the Yulan Continent. So the Renars Clan pulled some strings to send Hodan to the Yulan Continent as its overseer. He was tasked with keeping watch over the descendants of the Four Divine Beasts Clan and, while they were still weak, persuading them to go to Hell and get themselves killed, thereby diminishing the Four Divine Beasts Clan's strength.
The moment Hodan arrived on the Yulan Continent, Beirut, a Chief Sovereign, knew. The light and fluctuations caused by the Plane Teleportation Array had not been concealed. And as a Chief Sovereign, Beirut could cover not only a little pond like the Yulan Continent with a single thought, but even the highest-level plane, Hell.
"Come to the Dark Forest and meet me." Beirut's divine sense transmission carried unquestionable authority. At the same time, he sent Hodan a map showing the route to the Dark Forest.
"Yes, I'll come right away." Hodan knew Beirut's identity as a Chief Sovereign and didn't dare defy him. Although he didn't want to meet Beirut, the hidden big boss of the Yulan Continent, he could only grit his teeth and fly toward the Dark Forest. This was Beirut's territory, after all. Nothing would get him killed faster than daring to defy Beirut.
Hodan flew at full speed toward the depths of the Dark Forest, reaching its heart in no time. After flying a little farther, he spotted a dark Metal Castle. It covered several miles, its entire structure formed from a peculiar black metal.
Hodan knew it was a product of the divine realms—a Metal Lifeform. Even the most ordinary Metal Lifeforms were worth millions, while the more powerful ones cost tens of millions... Giant ones like this could cost over a hundred million Inkstones. Hodan could afford an ordinary Metal Lifeform.
But he'd never thought one was necessary. Although Metal Lifeforms traveled faster than gods flying on their own and could save time, once someone became Saint-level, they had an endless lifespan, so they naturally didn't mind spending a little extra time flying. Still, as Hodan looked at the Metal Lifeform before him, he began to wonder when he should buy one. His time was precious, and he couldn't afford to waste it traveling.
Hodan flew up to the Metal Lifeform and said respectfully, "Hodan, Plane Overseer, requests an audience with Lord Beirut."
He first made his identity clear, so Beirut wouldn't casually kill him, while also keeping his posture humble. One had to show respect toward any force that stood above oneself. That was a quality everyone needed. Those without power who still acted arrogantly had long since become dust in history.
Hodan waited for a long while, but nothing happened inside. He knew Beirut was giving him a show of force. He didn't dare show any reaction, instead keeping his expression composed as he stood respectfully, like a prisoner awaiting Judgment.
After waiting for most of the day, just as Hodan was about to lose patience, a black shadow suddenly appeared before them and gradually took shape. The man wore a plain black robe. His long black hair hung loose, and his beard reached his chest. He looked like an old man.
"Lord Beirut." Hodan knew only Beirut could appear before him like this. The old man standing in front of him was clearly Beirut, so he quickly bowed in greeting. Beirut's identity as a Chief Sovereign was a closely guarded secret among the gods; none of them knew he was one. Besides, Hodan, a man of this new era from the Zhonghua Family, certainly wasn't going to kneel before Beirut.
He wouldn't kneel to Heaven or bow to Earth. He would only kneel to his ancestors and parents. That was Hodan's conviction.
This was the first time Hodan had met Beirut, and he didn't even dare breathe.
Beirut had a pair of small but bright eyes, like dazzling stars. Yet there was no smile on his face, only a frigid expression. Hodan quickly lowered his head.
"I don't care what your circumstances are. You are not to fight on the Yulan Continent, nor disrupt its order. Otherwise..." Beirut's expression was indifferent. As he spoke, a wave of pressure descended.
The pressure from Beirut came and went quickly, but Beirut's power was beyond measure. Even though he was clearly holding back, Hodan felt as if the sky were about to collapse. Pressure like that of primordial divine mountains bore down on him. Hodan knew Beirut was deliberately pressuring him. He had been prepared for it, but hadn't expected the pressure to be so immense. Was this the difference in their strength? A single casual wave of pressure from a Chief Sovereign was enough to overwhelm a god. Just how powerful were Chief Sovereigns?
Although Hodan was nearly forced to his knees, he had been prepared. He adjusted his posture, but Beirut's pressure still forced him to slump to the ground.
Hodan didn't dare show any displeasure. Instead, he replied respectfully, "Yes, Lord Beirut." Although Beirut hadn't said what would happen otherwise, Hodan knew there would be no good end to crossing him.
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