The Planar War Begins-Commander Leilin and Beirut

"Boom!"

From within the enormous crimson fireball enveloping Leilin, a deafening roar suddenly erupted, and a powerful blue flame burst forth from its core.

"Bluefire Star - Explode!"

Leilin let out a furious roar, and then the spear in his hand seemed to come alive, emitting blue flames. Like flowing water, it absorbed all the surrounding flames in the blink of an eye, and then concentrated the energy into a single point.

"Whoosh!"

The cyan spear was thrown out, rushing towards Cromwell at a speed he couldn't react to. A terrifying force instantly sent his body flying, leaving a fist-sized hole in his chest.

Cough cough cough!

Cromwell desperately mobilized the Divine Power within his body, and a fiery red wave of Sovereign’s Might erupted from within him. He barely managed to stabilize himself and looked at Leilin with a horrified expression.

"You actually broke through during the battle!"

Cromwell looked at Leilin with more admiration this time. He had seen many geniuses, but this was the first time he had seen someone break through in the midst of a battle against Asura.

It's clear that after witnessing his ultimate move, Leilin gained a new understanding of the Explosion Profound Truth, subsequently achieving a Mysteries and developing new techniques.

Moreover, the power of this move made Cromwell feel threatened with death, forcing him to draw upon the Sovereign’s Might within him to block it.

"Many thanks to you for your help, Prefect! Now, shouldn't this battle be over?"

A warm smile appeared on Leilin's face, and a drop of liquid radiating the pressure of Overgod slowly appeared in his hand, clearly also a drop of Sovereign’s Might.

"You!"

Cromwell's pupils suddenly contracted, then a dejected smile appeared on his face. He slowly lowered his head and spoke with a bitter tone:

"I give up!"

Cromwell had thought that even if Leilin broke through, he could suppress him with the Sovereign’s Might, but since Leylin also possessed the Sovereign’s Might, he had no chance of winning.

"Leilin, can you tell me which faction you belong to?"

After a long while, Cromwell raised his head and asked, his tone tinged with confusion.

This was Cromwell's genuine doubt. Leilin's rise was too sudden. He was powerful, quick to understand, and could break through in battle. Moreover, he possessed the Sovereign’s Might. He didn't seem like someone without a background.

"That's no secret. I'm loyal to Lord Ren."

Leilin paused for a moment, then smiled and spoke. He could roughly understand Cromwell's mentality; he felt uncomfortable losing to a rising newcomer and hoped that Leilin was someone with a powerful background.

"So that's how it is. They're Lord Ren's subordinates. I didn't lose unjustly!"

Upon hearing this, Cromwell's face showed a relieved smile. His previously complicated feelings eased considerably. Losing to a subordinate of Paragon High-God didn't sound so unacceptable anymore.

"From today onwards, Leilin is the new Lord of Yemu Prefecture!"

Cromwell took a deep breath, made his final declaration to those around him, and then vanished in a streak of fiery red light.

Silence!

With Cromwell's disappearance, the entire plain fell into a long silence, which was then instantly broken into a burst of cheers and discussion.

Those present were completely surprised to witness the change of the Prefect, a spectacle that would only happen once in millions of years. It would be a source of pride to talk about it in the future.

Leilin felt nothing about the halo around him; all he wanted to do now was to continue cultivating his previous insights and move towards the Paragon.

Three days later, in a quaint courtyard in Yemu City.

"Indeed, fighting against powerful individuals greatly enhances my understanding of the Mysteries of the laws. If I could, I would love to fight a few more times."

Leilin slowly exhaled, speaking in a Versailles-like tone, which made Beirut, standing beside him, extremely envious.

"Your comprehension is truly terrifying! I could never grasp the Fusion Profound Mysteries during battle."

Beirut shook his head helplessly. He also wanted to continue breaking through, but he really didn't have the same comprehension as Leilin.

Beirut even suspected that one day in the future, Leilin might break through to the legendary Paragon realm, just like Lord Ren. Such talent was something even a super divine beast would envy.

"Beirut, why don't we go check out the Planar Battlefield? There should be lots of powerful battles there!"

A glint of light flashed in Leilin's eyes as he looked at Beirut with some anticipation.

"Huh? To the Planar Battlefield?"

Beirut instinctively grabbed hard, tearing off a large clump of his beard, and stared wide-eyed at Leilin.

He truly hadn't expected Leilin to utter such astonishing words. Although he was confident in his own strength, the Planar Battlefield was the place where the most powerful Asura fought, and it was extremely dangerous.

"That's right. I feel that if I can fight a few more battles in the Planar Battlefield, I might be able to find a way to break through to the Paragon!"

A fiery light flashed in Leilin's eyes, a yearning for the pinnacle of Paragon Perfection.

In the Yulan Plane, within the Yulan Empire, in the capital city, in an ordinary courtyard, Ren sat at a table, engrossed in reading a book.

"Um?"

Ren paused in his reading, looking up at the doorway where two figures stood.

"My lord!" "My lord!"

Beirut and Leilin entered the courtyard respectfully and bowed to Ren.

Beirut and Leilin naturally did not take all their avatars to Hell; Beirut's Wind Divine Clone and Leilin's Earth Divine Clone remained in the Yulan Plane.

Ren did not leave the Yulan Plane either; his Fire Divine Clone remained in the Yulan Plane to observe for the time being.

"Did you two run into some trouble in Hell? Why have you come to see me today!"

Ren glanced at the two of them indifferently and asked calmly.

"My lord, it's like this..."

Leilin and Beirut exchanged a glance, and Leylin briefly recounted their experiences.

"Oh? You've become the Prefect, that's not bad. However, going to the Planar Battlefield will still be somewhat dangerous. Have you thought it through?"

Ren put down the book in his hand and asked with a half-smile.

"That's right, sir. We are ready, so we wanted to ask you for some information on powerful beings from the Divine Plane. Danger accompanies opportunity, and I want to try to break through to the Paragon."

Leilin spoke his request, knowing the dangers of the Planar Battlefield, but also recognizing it as an opportunity.

"Breaking through to the Paragon? Very well, with your current strength, you are qualified to become Sovereign Envoy."

With a wave of Ren right hand, a box and two tokens fell to the ground, while a ring and a red spear radiating a fiery aura slowly emerged.

"This is... Sovereign Artifact?"

Upon seeing the spear, both Leilin and Beirut froze, their gazes towards Ren filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

After a long while, Beirut was the first to react, and he immediately knelt down on the ground:

Greetings, Overgod!