Unifying the Plane

"Hahahaha, Alikui'en, I have finally waited for this day!"

Accompanied by a furious roar that echoed across the heavens and earth, Pusiluo's eyes began to spew flames.

This was not a metaphor, but literal fire; as a god who cultivated the Laws of Fire and a Volcano Giant born with an affinity for fire, this was his nature.

Pusiluo could physically breathe fire from his eyes. At this moment, he looked like a god of war born from flames, his tone filled with murderous intent.

"Pusiluo, you, you, what are you doing?"

Alikui'en retreated rapidly, attempting to put some distance between them, his face pale as he shouted the question.

He had felt something was off the moment Pusiluo knelt down and spoke of a "life-saving grace." How had it suddenly turned into a life-saving grace?

Could it be that in Pusiluo's eyes, being his pet was the same as being dead?

He had treated him well all these years and had even doted on him; how could he dare to do this?

"You actually made me turn into a cat and touched me with your disgusting hands! I am a Volcano Giant, a mighty Volcano Giant!"

Pusiluo roared, his entire body physically erupting with fire. With a flick of his right hand, a crimson battle-axe appeared.

"You bastard, I am your master! You are ungrateful!"

Alikui'en couldn't help but curse, simultaneously extending his right hand, where a glove shimmering with black and scorched yellow light emerged.

Alikui'en could not understand what was wrong with turning into a cat. Cats were so cute.

After humans subdued magical beasts, many would have the beasts change their size. What was the problem with that?

"Go to hell, Alikui'en!"

With a roar, Pusiluo transformed into a streak of red light and charged at Alikui'en.

"You want to kill me? Keep dreaming!"

Alikui'en's expression turned cold. Although he was cautious by nature, even a clay figurine had a temper. When truly faced with a life-or-death crisis, he was not without the courage to fight to the death.

Furthermore, the fact that his own pet, Pusiluo, dared to commit patricide filled him with immense rage. At the same time, he did not believe this pet of his could actually kill him.

A layer of black mist instantly emerged on Alikui'en's glove, piercing directly through the incoming fiery red light.

"Boom!"

The two terrifying energies collided instantly. A massive explosion flashed, and the horrific heat vaporized the entire palace.

Fortunately, this place was far from the core human regions, so it would not affect others. As for Huosi and Adkins, they naturally wouldn't care about such minor ripples.

"Pfft!"

As a mouthful of blood sprayed out, a black shadow flickered, manifesting into the figure of Alikui'en.

At this moment, the anger in Alikui'en's eyes had vanished, replaced by endless shock.

"You, how could you be this strong?"

Alikui'en could not understand why the pet he had raised for years had suddenly become so strong—strong to the point where he couldn't even put up a fight.

Pusiluo was a magical beast that Alikui'en had forcibly subdued back when he was a Saint.

At the time, Alikui'en hadn't thought much of it; he had simply taken a liking to Pusiluo because he wanted a handsome and powerful pet.

Later, he discovered that his pet's talent was quite good, and he had even broken through to become a god shortly after himself.

Consequently, Alikui'en began to value Pusiluo even more, even going so far as to have Pusiluo turn into a cat to get closer to him in order to foster a bond.

He never imagined that this gentle little cat would turn into a bloodthirsty tiger today.

After all these years, he had comprehended two mysteries of his Laws of Darkness, and his mastery of the Darkness Element and Shadow Clone Technique was already complete, yet he was completely no match for Pusiluo.

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

Pusiluo, of course, had not comprehended three mysteries, but he had already fused more than half of his Fire Element and Mysteries of Explosion.

The gap between fusing mysteries and merely comprehending them was immense.

Even without the physical advantages of a Volcano Giant, based solely on his laws and mysteries, Pusiluo could still kill Alikui'en.

It was just that Alikui'en was too useless; he had made absolutely no progress in fusing mysteries.

Of course, objectively speaking, Alikui'en's talent was not bad.

In the future, being able to become a Seven-Star Fiend was already considered excellent.

Although in the Plane Wars, one might get the feeling that Seven-Star Fiends were nothing but ants, in reality, a Seven-Star Fiend was already a super powerhouse in the Divine Plane.

The highest rank in the Fiend Castle had only ever been set at Seven-Star Fiend, and it hadn't changed for countless years, which showed that a Seven-Star Fiend was enough to represent a true powerhouse.

However, although Alikui'en's talent was not bad, compared to Pusiluo—who had the potential to become an Asura and had been taken in as a Chief God's Envoy by the Chief God Qinghuo—he was simply not in the same league.

Pusiluo was someone with the potential to become an Asura. In his original future, he had fused five mysteries and easily defeated Li'ermengsi, who had killed Adkins.

Later, he was even favored by the Fire Chief God Qinghuo and taken in as an envoy. Relying on the amplification of a Chief God Artifact, he had directly beaten the Eight Great Clans' elder, Buluo, until he had no power to fight back.

Even now, though both were only Lowgods, a clear gap already existed.

"I've endured for so many years, how could I let you know? Die!"

Pusiluo roared, volcanic patterns appearing on the battle-axe in his hand as a barrage of red light orbs flew toward Alikui'en.

"Damn it!"

Alikui'en's expression shifted, and as he brandished the gloves in his hands, his body instantly split into hundreds of clones.

However, the very next second, the red spheres of light scattered in all directions.

As the red spheres detonated instantly, the immense power left Alikui'en with only a single body in the blink of an eye.

"Run!"

This was the only thought remaining in Alikui'en's mind; he no longer cared about anything else, wanting only to survive.

At this moment, he cast everything aside—his status, his rage, his pets, and his dignity—none of it mattered anymore. Only his life was paramount.

"Run? Do you think you can escape?"

Watching Alikui'en transform into a shadow and flee, Pusiluo pursued him without a moment's hesitation.

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

Alikui'en screamed desperately in his heart. At this point, he didn't care how dangerous the Divine Planes might be; he only knew that Pusiluo wasn't there.

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

Of course, this was merely Alikui'en's wishful thinking. In reality, if he went to a Divine Plane, Pusiluo would undoubtedly pursue him without hesitation.

Whether he could catch him was another matter, as there were many teleportation arrays in the Divine Planes, and they might not end up in the same place.

However, even if the probability were low, Pusiluo would certainly give chase. Even if they were transported to different continents, Pusiluo would stop at nothing to hunt Alikui'en down.

This hatred for Alikui'en was deeply carved into the depths of Pusiluo's soul; it was a grudge that would only end in death.

"You can't escape!"

A scorching aura surged from behind him. Sensing a red arrow of light striking toward him, Alikui'en knew that running like this wouldn't allow him to dodge it.

Gritting his teeth, Alikui'en condensed his divine power and turned to resist with all his might, yet he had completely underestimated the power of this strike.

"Ah!"

Following a miserable shriek, Alikui'en's lower body was incinerated into ash, and he couldn't help but let out a roar of agony.

"Hahaha, let's see how you run now!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Pusiluo lunged forward and grabbed hold of what remained of Alikui'en's body.

The next second, with a squelch, Pusiluo's axe hacked viciously into Alikui'en's chest.

"No, don't, Pusiluo, Lord Pusiluo, spare my life! Regardless of everything, I protected you for many years before you became a god."

Alikui'en had completely abandoned his pride, addressing his former pet as "Lord."

As long as he could live, what was calling him "Lord"? He would even call him his own father if it would save his life.

"You have the nerve to bring up the past!"

Clearly, Alikui'en's brain had short-circuited. It would have been better if he hadn't mentioned the past; the moment he did, Pusiluo became even more enraged and slammed a fist hard into Alikui'en's mouth.

"Spare me, spare me, Lord Pusiluo, I can pledge my loyalty to you, I..."

With his mouth smashed and his teeth shattered, Alikui'en continued to beg incoherently.

"You look truly pathetic, Alikui'en."

Seeing him in this state, Pusiluo only felt that he was wretched. How could he have been forcibly subdued by a person like this?

Pusiluo continued to rain punch after punch down on Alikui'en, as if venting ten thousand years of pent-up rage.

"Spare me, spar..."

Alikui'en's voice gradually faded away. It was unknown how much time had passed before Pusiluo finally ceased his assault.

Alikui'en's corpse had vanished, leaving only a Dark Lower Godhead behind on the ground.

"Huff, huff, ha, I finally did it. I finally killed Alikui'en. Hahahahaha, I did it!"

Pusiluo looked up and let out a long howl, his voice carrying for tens of thousands of miles.

"I hate cats!"

"I will never be a cat again! Never again!"

Pusiluo roared at the sky, his voice echoing far, far away before gradually subsiding.

"Is the matter settled?"

Huosi and Adkins watched as Pusiluo vented his emotions, only speaking once Pusiluo had calmed down.

"Yes, my Lord. Pusiluo's business is finished. I will never forget your grace in saving me, my Lord. From this day forward, Pusiluo shall obey your commands."

Pusiluo knelt on one knee, speaking respectfully to Huosi.

Looking at Pusiluo in this state, Huosi felt a sense of melancholy. It had only been ten thousand years, yet Pusiluo had been driven to such madness.

If Pusiluo had followed his original fate, accompanying Alikui'en to Hell and watching him evolve into a Seven-Star Fiend—a powerhouse rarely killed by anyone—he would have been helpless even with the strength of an Asura, forced to remain a little cat for him to stroke. After hundreds of millions of years of suppression, what kind of state would he be in?

It was no wonder Beibei said his brain was broken; after all, it would be strange if his mind remained intact under such circumstances. No matter how powerful a god-level expert might be, it did not mean they were immune to psychological collapse.

"Alright, for the time being, you don't need to follow me. Go travel the continent for a while."

Huosi nodded, not immediately assigning any tasks to Pusiluo.

Pusiluo had been imprisoned for ten thousand years; he must be yearning for freedom deep down.

Letting him go out on his own to explore and clear his mind was for the best. He wasn't some heartless boss, and it wouldn't be too late to have him do things once his mood had completely settled.

"Yes, my lord. Thank you, my lord."

Pusiluo bowed respectfully, retreated behind Huosi, and then flew off toward the distance.

"My lord, is that little kitten's state really alright?"

Seeing Pusiluo's behavior, Adkins couldn't help but ask.

He felt that Pusiluo seemed a bit abnormal right now.

"He's been suppressed for too long, after all. Let him relax. Alikui'en was really something, insisting on turning him into a cat."

Huosi shook his head with a sigh.

Actually, if it were the lord, turning into a cat wouldn't be impossible either.

Adkins thought to himself, though he certainly didn't say it out loud.

Two years later, Dark Continent.

"Snap!"

A middle-aged man in black stared in disbelief at the longsword in his hand, now broken into two pieces.

This was a divine artifact that had accompanied him for many years, a weapon that even the Pope of Light found troublesome. Now, it had actually been cleaved in two by a single axe strike from the burly man before him?

"Hahaha, this sword of yours isn't much!"

Pusiluo said with an excited expression, continuing to swing his axe.

"Damn it, don't think it's over just yet."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he pulled out another sword and rapidly put some distance between them.

"Hum, hum, hum!"

A roaring sound erupted as the blade began to vibrate, sending a wave of sonic attacks rushing toward Pusiluo's body.

"Is that all you've got? Then go to hell!"

Pusiluo sneered. This level of soul attack was completely painless and itchy to him, and he charged forward while swinging his battle axe.

"How can he be this strong?"

The middle-aged man left only those words behind before vanishing, leaving behind nothing but a low-level wind-element godhead.

Over these two years, Pusiluo had wandered around, traveling across the entire plane, and his mood had improved significantly.

As the battle for the Dark Continent began, Pusiluo felt it was about time, so he returned to the Federation and volunteered to fight the gods of the Dark Continent, and then, he simply beat his opponent to death.

"Your talent is truly terrifying."

Adkins's figure appeared, looking at Pusiluo with a hint of envy.

Over the past two years, he and Pusiluo had gotten along reasonably well and had sparred a few times. If he didn't use his battle armor, he was no match for Pusiluo; the physical body of a Volcano Giant was simply too strong.

Physical talent was a gift unique to special lifeforms; ordinary humans couldn't envy it enough.

"Heh heh, but don't you have your battle armor? That thing is truly terrifying."

Pusiluo rubbed his hands and laughed with lingering fear.

Although Adkins's surface strength was much weaker than his, Pusiluo didn't dare to underestimate him at all.

He hadn't forgotten the time after a sparring match when he had mocked Adkins a couple of times, only for Adkins to immediately merge with his armor and unleash a barrage of cannon fire that nearly made him question his own existence.