Unified Planes

"Hahahahaha, Alikui'en, I've finally lived to see this day!"

As his furious voice rang across the heavens and earth, flames began to spout from Pusiluo's eyes.

That wasn't a figure of speech. He was literally breathing fire. As a god who cultivated the Laws of Fire and a Volcano Giant born with an affinity for fire, Pusiluo could make his eyes spew flames in the physical sense. At that moment, he looked like a God of War born from fire, and his voice brimmed with murderous intent.

"Pusiluo, y-you, what are you going to do?"

Alikui'en quickly retreated, trying to put some distance between them as he shouted in alarm, his expression dark.

He'd sensed something was wrong when Pusiluo had knelt just now and talked about a life debt. How had it become a life debt?

Could it be that, in Pusiluo's eyes, being his pet was no different from being dead?

He'd treated Pusiluo well all these years and had even doted on him. How dare he act like this?

"You turned me into a cat and touched me with those disgusting hands! I'm a Volcano Giant, a mighty Volcano Giant!"

Pusiluo roared, flames literally bursting from his entire body. He moved his right hand, and a scarlet battle axe appeared.

"You bastard, I'm your master! You're ungrateful!"

Alikui'en cursed furiously as a glove, its surface shimmering black and ocher, appeared on his right hand.

Alikui'en couldn't understand what was wrong with being a cat. Cats were so adorable.

After humans tamed magical beasts, many of them made the beasts change their size. What was wrong with him doing the same?

"Die, Alikui'en!"

With a furious roar, Pusiluo's body turned into a streak of red light and charged at Alikui'en.

"You want to kill me? Dream on!"

Alikui'en's expression turned cold. He was cautious by nature, but even a clay figure had a temper. When faced with a genuine threat to his life, he had the courage to fight desperately.

What was more, he was furious that his pet dared to murder its master. At the same time, he didn't believe this pet of his could kill him.

A layer of black mist instantly appeared over Alikui'en's glove, and he thrust it straight through the red light ahead.

"Boom!"

The two terrifying forces collided in an instant. A massive explosion flashed, and its terrifying heat vaporized the entire palace.

Fortunately, the palace was far from the human heartlands, so no one else would be caught in the blast. As for Huosi and Adkins, they naturally didn't care about a little aftershock.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and a black shadow flickered before turning into Alikui'en.

The anger had vanished from Alikui'en's eyes. They were filled with nothing but utter shock.

"You... How can you be this strong?"

Alikui'en couldn't understand why the pet he'd kept for so many years had suddenly become so powerful—powerful enough that he couldn't even fight back.

Pusiluo was a magical beast Alikui'en had forcibly tamed back when he was still in the Saint Realm.

At the time, Alikui'en hadn't given it much thought. He'd just wanted a handsome, powerful pet, and Pusiluo had caught his eye.

Later, he discovered that his pet had decent talent and had actually become a god after him.

So Alikui'en began to value Pusiluo even more. He'd even had Pusiluo turn into a kitten so they could grow closer.

He'd never imagined that the gentle little cat he'd kept all these years would become a bloodthirsty tiger today.

He'd already mastered two of the profound mysteries of the Laws of Darkness, Darkness Element and Shadow Clone Technique, yet he was still no match for Pusiluo.

Even if Pusiluo had the tough body of a Volcano Giant, he shouldn't have been this strong. Could it be that Pusiluo had already comprehended three profound mysteries?

Pusiluo hadn't comprehended three profound mysteries, of course. But he'd already fused Fire Element and Mysteries of Explosion to a degree of more than fifty percent.

The difference between fusion profound mysteries and merely comprehending profound mysteries was enormous.

Even without the physical advantage of being a Volcano Giant, Pusiluo could still kill Alikui'en through his mastery of the laws alone.

Alikui'en was simply too useless. He hadn't made any progress at all with fusing profound mysteries.

Of course, objectively speaking, Alikui'en's talent wasn't bad.

The fact that he would become a Seven-Star Fiend in the future already made him outstanding.

Although the Plane Battlefield could give people the impression that Seven-Star Fiends were all ants, the truth was that Seven-Star Fiends were already super-powerful experts in the Divine Planes.

The highest rank set for the Fiend Castle was Seven-Star Fiend. It hadn't changed in countless years, which showed that the rank was enough to represent true experts.

However, though Alikui'en's talent wasn't bad, he was nothing compared to Pusiluo, who had the potential to become an Asura and was taken in as a Chief God's Envoy by the Chief God Bluefire.

Pusiluo had the potential to become an Asura. In the original course of events, he fused five profound mysteries and effortlessly defeated Li'ermengsi, the man who killed Adkins.

Later, the Chief God of Fire, Bluefire, had taken a liking to him and made him an envoy. With the support of a Sovereign Artifact, Pusiluo had utterly overwhelmed Buluo, an elder of the Eight Great Clans, leaving him no chance to fight back.

Even though they were both Lowgods now, the gap between them was still obvious.

"I've put up with you for all these years. How could I let you know how strong I was? Die!"

Pusiluo roared. Volcanic patterns appeared on the battle axe in his hand, and a large number of red orbs flew toward Alikui'en.

"Damn it!"

Alikui'en's expression changed. He swung his glove, and his body instantly split into more than a hundred clones.

But in the next moment, the red orbs scattered in every direction.

As the orbs exploded, their immense power left Alikui'en with only one body in an instant.

"Run!"

That was the only thought left in Alikui'en's mind. He didn't care about anything else now. He just wanted to survive.

At that moment, he couldn't care less about his status, his anger, or his pet and his dignity. Only his life mattered.

"Run? Do you think you can get away?"

Seeing Alikui'en turn into a shadow and flee, Pusiluo pursued without hesitation.

"The teleportation array! I'll be safe as long as I reach the Divine Plane. Faster, faster!"

Alikui'en screamed desperately in his heart. He no longer cared how dangerous the Divine Plane was. All he knew was that Pusiluo wasn't there.

As long as he could reach the Divine Plane, even Pusiluo wouldn't be able to follow him.

Of course, that was only what Alikui'en thought. In reality, if he went to the Divine Plane, Pusiluo would pursue him without hesitation.

Whether he could catch up was another matter. There were many teleportation arrays in the Divine Plane, and the two of them could end up in different places.

Still, even if the chances were slim, Pusiluo would chase after him. Even if they were teleported to different continents, Pusiluo would search for Alikui'en at all costs.

His hatred for Alikui'en was carved into the depths of his soul. It would end only when one of them died.

"You can't escape!"

A scorching heat came from behind him. Sensing a streak of red light rushing toward him, Alikui'en knew he couldn't dodge it just by running.

Then, gritting his teeth, Alikui'en gathered divine power and turned to fight back. But he'd completely underestimated the attack's power.

"Ah!"

A scream rang out as Alikui'en's lower body was burned to ash. He couldn't help but roar in fury.

"Hahaha! Let's see how you run now!"

Seizing the opportunity, Pusiluo pounced forward and grabbed the upper half of Alikui'en's body.

The next moment, with a sharp crunch, Pusiluo's axe slammed into Alikui'en's chest.

"No, please! Pusiluo, Lord Pusiluo, spare my life! No matter what, I protected you for many years before you became a god!"

Alikui'en had completely abandoned his pride and addressed his former pet as "Lord."

As long as he could stay alive, what did it matter if he called him "Lord"? He'd even have called him "father" if he had to.

"You dare bring up the past!"

Clearly, Alikui'en had short-circuited. He'd have been better off not bringing up the past. The moment he did, Pusiluo grew even angrier and punched him hard in the mouth.

"Spare me, spare me, Lord Pusiluo! I can serve you. I..."

Alikui'en's mouth had been smashed and his teeth shattered, but he still begged for mercy, his words slurred.

"You're pathetic, Alikui'en."

Seeing him like this, Pusiluo could only pity him. How had he ever been forcibly tamed by someone like this?

Pusiluo punched Alikui'en over and over, as if he were venting all the rage he'd accumulated over ten thousand years.

"Spare..."

Alikui'en's voice gradually faded away. After an unknown amount of time, Pusiluo finally stopped attacking.

Alikui'en's corpse had disappeared, leaving only a Dark Lower Godhead behind.

"Phew, phew, ha... I did it! I finally killed Alikui'en! Hahahahaha, I did it!"

Pusiluo threw his head back and howled. His voice instantly carried tens of thousands of miles.

"I hate cats!"

"I'll never be a cat again! Never again!"

Pusiluo roared at the sky, his voice carrying far, far away before gradually fading.

"Is everything taken care of?"

Huosi and Adkins had watched Pusiluo vent. Only after he'd calmed down did they speak.

"Yes, sir. Pusiluo has settled his affairs. I won't forget your life-saving grace, sir. From now on, I'll follow your orders."

Pusiluo knelt on one knee and spoke respectfully to Huosi.

Seeing Pusiluo like this, Huosi couldn't help feeling a little melancholy. It had been less than ten thousand years, yet Pusiluo had already been driven to this state.

If Pusiluo had followed his original fate and gone to Hell with Alikui'en, he would have watched Alikui'en rise to become a Seven-Star Fiend and a powerful figure whom few could kill.

Even with Asura-level strength, Pusiluo would have been helpless. He could only have remained a little cat for Alikui'en to pet. What would that kind of oppression for hundreds of millions of years have done to him?

No wonder Beibei had said Pusiluo was out of his mind. It would have been strange if he weren't, given those circumstances. Even the strongest gods could still go insane.

"All right. You don't need to follow me for now. Travel around the continent for a while."

Huosi nodded. He didn't immediately assign Pusiluo any tasks.

Pusiluo had been constrained for ten thousand years. He must have been longing for freedom.

It would do him good to venture out on his own and clear his head. Huosi wasn't some heartless boss, after all. There was no rush to put him to work before he'd fully calmed down.

"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."

Pusiluo bowed respectfully, stepped back behind Huosi, then flew off into the distance.

"Sir, is the little cat all right?"

Seeing Pusiluo like this, Adkins couldn't help asking.

He thought Pusiluo seemed a little abnormal.

"He's been holding everything in for too long. Let him relax a little. Alikui'en was ridiculous, making him turn into a cat."

Huosi shook his head with a sigh.

"Actually, if it were you, sir, I wouldn't mind turning into a cat."

Adkins thought to himself. Of course, he didn't say it aloud.

Two years later, on the Dark Continent.

"Crack!"

A middle-aged man dressed in black stared in disbelief at the long sword in his hand, which had been snapped in two.

This was a divine artifact that had accompanied him for years, a weapon even the Pope of Light found difficult to handle. And now, the brawny man before him had split it in half with a single swing of his axe?

"Hahaha, that sword of yours is no good!"

Pusiluo said excitedly as he swung his axe again.

"Damn it! Don't think this is over."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he took out another sword and swiftly widened the distance between them.

"Vrrrr!"

A rumbling sound rang out. The sword began to tremble, sending a wave of sound toward Pusiluo.

"That's all you've got? Then die!"

Pusiluo sneered. That little bit of soul attack barely affected him. He swung his battle axe and charged straight at his opponent.

"How can you be this strong?"

Those were the middle-aged man's last words before he vanished, leaving behind only a Wind-type Lowgod Godhead.

Over the past two years, Pusiluo had wandered from place to place, traveling across the entire plane, and his mood had improved considerably.

When the fighting on the Dark Continent began, Pusiluo decided he'd had enough time. He returned to the Federation and volunteered to fight a god from the Dark Continent. Then he promptly killed his opponent.

"Your talent really is terrifying."

Adkins's figure appeared. He watched Pusiluo with envy.

Over the past two years, he and Pusiluo had gotten along fairly well and had sparred a few times. Without the amplification of his battle armor, he wasn't Pusiluo's match. The Volcano Giant's body was simply too powerful.

A powerful body was an advantage unique to special lifeforms. Ordinary humans could only envy them.

"Heh, but you've got that battle armor, don't you? That thing is terrifying."

Pusiluo rubbed his hands together and chuckled, still shaken.

Although Adkins seemed much weaker than him on the surface, Pusiluo didn't dare underestimate him at all.

He hadn't forgotten how, after their previous sparring match, he'd taunted Adkins a little. Adkins had immediately donned his armor, then unleashed a barrage from a whole slew of cannons that had nearly blasted Pusiluo into doubting his own existence.