Book 19, Metamorphosis β Chapter 52, The Path to the Peak
Linley, in his heart, also wanted to get a clear understanding of his current strength. A Highgod Paragon like Bluefire was an incredibly rare βwhetstoneβ for testing himself. How would anyone else dare to exchange blows with the current Linley?
βFine, then.β Linley laughed and nodded.
The nearby Reisgem and Bebe were very excited. Reisgem was the sort who loved to spread chaos. βHaha, a Paragon on one side, and a never-before-seen quad-power Soul Mutate on the other. Donβt hold back, you two, have a huge battle. Even if you destroy this cave, thatβs fine.β
Linley just laughed. βNo need. This battle is just for testing my strength. Mr. Leylin, for this battle, letβs only use our physical strength as well as the power of our Will. Letβs not use divine power or Sovereign power.β
βThatβs a good idea.β Bluefire agreed with Linleyβs suggestion. If Linley was too powerful or if Bluefire was too powerful and something occurred that was out of their expectations, that wouldnβt be good.
Outside the mountain, on the desolate landscape.
Linley and Bluefire were a hundred meters away from each other, while Reisgem, Bebe, and Reihom were gathered to one side, filled with eagerness. Bebeβs eyes were shining. βReisgem, Iβm willing to bet that my Boss isnβt weaker than Bluefire at all. He might even be stronger.β
βWho wants to bet with you?β Reisgem let out a snort. βLook, they are starting.β
Linley was dressed in a sky-blue robe, while Bluefire was dressed in a long white robe. The two beamed at each other, then began to attack!
Linley glided forth as agilely as the wind, almost dream-like, as multiple blurs emerged from him. As for Bluefire, he moved about so fast it seemed as if he was teleporting. As the two began to move, the three onlookers were badly startled. βBebe, they are only using physical strength? Linleyβs speed has reached such a ridiculous level.β
At this moment, Linley and Bluefire were moving at speeds slower than when Bluefire rushed over to save Linley, when he had hastened and even used Sovereignβs Might. Back then, with each movement, Bluefire had traversed multiple kilometers.
The current Linley was not relying on Sovereign power or divine power, just on his physical strength and the power of his Will.
βWhat a wonderful feeling.β Linley felt joy in his heart. βJust by relying on my physical strength and Will, my speed is so much faster than it was before. If I were to use divine power, most likely I wouldnβt be much weaker than Bluefire.β Linleyβs control over the surrounding world made movement through it incomparably simple.
His speed was shocking. As the two moved, they began to exchange blows. The two simultaneously struck out with their fistsβ¦
βRumbleβ¦β Linleyβs fist shot out like a thunderbolt, slashing through the skies, resulting in that rumbling sound. Space was thrown into chaos, and one twisted spatial rift after another appeared.
βSmash!β Like a detonation, Bluefire struck out with his fist, and the power of it instantly exploded forth. The speed of his fist was much faster than even Linleyβs punch, and a blurry flash of red light could be seen.
Two seemingly ordinary punches. Neither dodged at all; they clashed head on.
βBang!β A deep yet soft sound.
βRumbleβ¦β At the point of the clash, space itself was completely unable to further endure such terrifying power, and seven or eight spatial rifts instantly appeared.
Linley and Bluefire both couldnβt help but take a step back.
They were evenly matched!
βHaha, wonderful, wonderful. Linley, thereβs no need for us to hide our divine power. Letβs have one wonderful, all-out battle.β Bluefire, who had always been so graceful and poised, for once was feeling excited. His eyes were shining.
βThen be careful.β Linley said with a bit of a smirk. βMy fused divine power isnβt much weaker than Sovereign power.β
βIβm not necessarily the one who needs to be careful.β Bluefire said with a laugh. βYou have fused divine power, but I will directly use Sovereign power.β
From their earlier exchange of blows, Linley understood that there wasnβt a huge difference between them; since that was the case, there was no need for them to not even use divine power. Without using divine power, this battle wouldnβt be fun enough.
The cold wind of the Planar Battlefield howled past, rustling Linleyβs clothes. Linleyβs gaze, however, was completely focused on Bluefire in front of him. βIt has been so many years. Grandpa Doehring, Iβve finally reached the true peak of Deities. The true peak. The person in front of me is a Highgod Paragon.β His desire to battle increased to the limit, and Linley felt an irrepressible excitement.
βRumbleβ¦β The inky jade divine power in Linleyβs body began to roil about like dragons swimming in the sea.
Linleyβs gaze suddenly became fierce.
βSwoosh!β In midair, a series of blurred figures appeared, while Linley himself had already began exchanging blows with Bluefire.
The space of the Planar Battlefield began to tremble, as one terrifying spatial rift after another was torn open. Previously, when Linley and Bluefire had only used their physical strength and Will to fight, the spatial tears were small ones. But now, every single spatial rift was like an enormous gouge. Two virtually invisible blurs were constantly interacting, and around them, spatial rifts occasionally opened and occasionally closed.
Reisgem, Reihom, and Bebe watched numbly.
Two Paragons fighting full force against each other with no reservations? This was quite rare.
βThisβ¦thisβ¦β Bebe, stunned, didnβt know what to say.
The space in front of them seemed to be quaking, constantly tearing apart and healing, due to the battle between Linley and Bluefire, these two supreme experts. It seemed as though in this area of battle, space itself was about to collapse. Reisgem and the other two now realized the huge distance between them!
Linley and Bluefire were titans. They were just infants.
βSo powerful.β Reisgem cleared his throat, his eyes round.
βThe power of Paragons!β Reihom held his breath as well, his gaze locked on that region. βAnd Linley. He isnβt weaker than Mr. Leylin at all.β
βNo wonder Paragons treat fighting with me as a game.β Reisgem let out a soft sigh. Previously, when the four of them met Bayer, Bayer completely toyed with them; he wasnβt able to fight back at all. Fortunately, Bebeβs defense was simply too monstrous, which was why they were lucky enough to survive. But if Reisgem hadnβt insisted on protecting Bebe, Bayer would have driven Bebe into a spatial rift.
Irritate a Paragon?
Even if you had three Sovereign artifacts and were seemingly invincible, a Paragon could still drive you into a spatial rift. Unless a Sovereign were to intervene, you would be done for, and even if a Sovereign did want to intervene, it would be no simple task.
βA battle between Paragon-level experts. Only against each other can they completely unleash their power.β Bebe sighed in amazement. βBoss, you are too strong.β
βAnd this is quite bizarre.β Bebe suddenly frowned. βThat region of space is fractured so badly, but it can still instantly repair instead of completely collapsing. How bizarre. The weird thing isβ¦the Boss and Bluefire are actually not affected by the gravitational pull of those enormous spatial tears near them at all. They didnβt go into chaotic space.β
Reisgem and Reihom nodded slightly.
Normally, when experts battled, the spatial rifts wouldnβt be too ridiculous; if spatial rifts did appear, experts would avoid them slightly.
But Linley and Bluefire completely ignored the spatial rifts, and even battled at the very borders of them.
βThat must be what their Will permits.β Reisgem said in a low voice. βWhen oneβs Will is as strong as a Sovereignβs, even chaotic space poses no threats; they can roam it as they please.β After being trapped in chaotic space, only someone on the level of a Sovereign could save you. Paragons werenβt at that level yet. This was the Will of a Sovereign.
Their guesses were correct.
Linley could clearly sense that the control he had over the universe made it so that the devouring power of the spatial rifts were completely unable to affect him.
βRumbleβ¦β He punched out, and 108 inky jade βdragonsβ of power emerged from Linleyβs fist, instantly covering Bluefire. A powerful gravitational force pressed down from all directions on Bluefire. This gravitational compression also contained the power of Linleyβs Will, and was exceedingly strong.
For the pre-metamorphosis Linley, this technique was effective against ordinary commanders but was childβs play for a Paragon. But nowβ¦this technique was very dangerous against even Paragons.
βSwish!β Like a bolt of lightning, a red light flashed.
Bluefireβs fist was always astonishingly fast.
βBang!β
Their fists collided. Linley felt as though a volcano had exploded forth, as an irrepressible explosive power passed towards him. As for Bluefire, he felt as though the layers of strikes were like mountains hammering down towards him.
The two were knocked backwards and retreated.
βThe battle should end here.β Bluefire sent mentally.
Linley laughed, then nodded.
This battle had attracted the attention of some nearby commanders, but when they saw what was going on here, and saw from afar how these apocalyptic spatial rifts that were over a hundred meters long were appearing, they were so terrified that none of them dared draw near. This battle was simply too terrifying.
They were also puzzled.
Which two Paragons would be so bored, or have such irreconcilable differences, as to battle like this?
Within the cave. The five sat down to celebrate.
βBoss, haha, I am so happy.β Bebe smugly laughed loudly. βFrom today onwards, damn, who will dare to make trouble for us? They should be grateful if we donβt make trouble for them. Iβve had to swallow too much crap here in the Planar Battlefield. Now, at least, weβre about to turn the tables.β It seemed as though Bebe wanted to give vent to an entire belly full of anger.
βHaha, drink.β Linley was extremely happy as well.
The breakthrough he had made today made it so that he would no longer have to look up to others.
What did it mean, to be on the Paragon level? It meantβ¦that amongst βDeitiesβ, there was no one capable of threatening him. As for Sovereigns? Unless absolutely necessary, Sovereigns wouldnβt interfere in the battles of Deities. Whatβs moreβ¦it wouldnβt be that simple for even Sovereigns to kill Paragons.
If something went wrong, Paragons could immediately flee to a material plane.
In addition, Sovereigns would generally try to pull Paragons to their side. The Sovereigns all wanted to have a Paragon become their Emissary, but the Paragons themselves were naturally quite choosy. They would only pick someone they liked, or someone who was extremely strong as their Sovereign backer. For ordinary commanders, it was the opposite; the Sovereigns would pick them.
As for Paragons, they picked their Sovereign.
Or, for some of the more arrogant ones, they wouldnβt become Emissaries at all. They didnβt want to listen to the orders of others. That was fine. Paragons were qualified to act like this!
βLinley.β Reisgem began to chortle. βHave you ever considered becoming a Sovereignβs Emissary?β
Linley was startled.
The nearby Reihom nodded in approval. βRight. Linley, your strength has reached such a high level. Very few people know this, but once your strength becomes publicly known, you will definitely attract the interest of some Sovereigns. They will definitely work to try and make an expert like you become their Emissary.β
βA Sovereignβs Emissary?β Linley was rather hesitant.
Bebe nodded repeatedly. βRight. Grandpa said it as well. There are very, very few Paragons, and most of them are quite arrogant. They donβt wish to become an Emissary. Paragons who become Emissaries of a Sovereign are rare; thereβs only so many to begin with, while there are 77 Sovereigns. Boss, I imagine people will be fighting over you.β
Reisgem hurriedly said enticingly, βLinley, actually, my mother is a very powerful Sovereign, and sheβs treated you quite well. She gave you that Soulstone. How about, you come be my motherβs Emissary?β
Linley was rather hesitant.
βMr. Leylin?β Linley looked towards Bluefire, awaiting Bluefireβs advice. After all, Bluefire was himself a Paragon.
βWhy be an Emissary?β Bluefire laughed calmly. βIf you refuse to be an Emissary, the Sovereigns canβt possibly act against you for such a reason. After all, after your power is put on display, quite a few Sovereigns will come invite you. You canβt possibly accept them all. More importantlyβ¦after becoming a Paragon, whatβs the point of becoming an Emissary?β
βWe train to pursue the peak of perfection. Although by becoming an Emissary, our Sovereign will also respect us and wonβt order us around or force us to kneel to them, I still feel as though being free is better.β Bluefire said calmly.
In his heart, Linley agreed with Bluefireβs way of thinking.
βA Sovereignβs Emissary isnβt necessarily a servant.β Reisgem stared at Bluefire, hurriedly rebutting him. βOf course Sovereigns wonβt care about ordinary Emissaries, but Paragonsβ¦they are people who possess a Will. Sovereigns will respect them and treat them as friends, rather than servants.β
Bluefire couldnβt help but laugh. βReisgem, letβs talk about others. This is Linleyβs decision to make.β
βLinley, what do you think?β Reisgem turned to look at Linley.
Linley smiled. βNo rush. For now, I have no intentions of becoming a Sovereignβs Emissary. More importantlyβ¦Paragons have already reached the peak of fusing profound mysteries, with no further possible areas of improvement. Perhaps they might become a Sovereignβs Emissary out of boredom. But as for me, I have many things to do. After all, as far as the Laws go, I havenβt reached my limit. I am just imagining, after countless years, becoming a Paragon of a Law as well. What would that be like? I am quite eager to find out.β