Book 19, Metamorphosis â 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 âwhetstoneâ for testing himself. How would anyone else dare to exchange blows with the current Linley?
âFine, then.â Linley laughed and nodded.
The nearby Reisgem and Bebe were very excited. Reisgem was the sort who loved to spread chaos. âHaha, a Paragon on one side, and a never-before-seen quad-power Soul Mutate on the other. Donât hold back, you two, have a huge battle. Even if you destroy this cave, thatâs fine.â
Linley just laughed. âNo need. This battle is just for testing my strength. Mr. Leylin, for this battle, letâs only use our physical strength as well as the power of our Will. Letâs not use divine power or Sovereign power.â
âThatâs a good idea.â Bluefire agreed with Linleyâs suggestion. If Linley was too powerful or if Bluefire was too powerful and something occurred that was out of their expectations, that wouldnât 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. Bebeâs eyes were shining. âReisgem, Iâm willing to bet that my Boss isnât weaker than Bluefire at all. He might even be stronger.â
âWho wants to bet with you?â Reisgem let out a snort. âLook, they are starting.â
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 he was teleporting. As the two began to move, the three onlookers were badly startled. âBebe, they are only using physical strength? Linleyâs speed has reached such a ridiculous level.â
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 Sovereignâs 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.
âWhat a wonderful feeling.â Linley felt joy in his heart. âJust 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 wouldnât be much weaker than Bluefire.â Linleyâs 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 fistsâŚ
âRumbleâŚâ Linleyâs 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.
âSmash!â 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 Linleyâs punch, and a blurry flash of red light could be seen.
Two seemingly ordinary punches. Neither dodged at all; they clashed head on.
âBang!â A deep yet soft sound.
âRumbleâŚâ 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 couldnât help but take a step back.
They were evenly matched!
âHaha, wonderful, wonderful. Linley, thereâs no need for us to hide our divine power. Letâs have one wonderful, all-out battle.â Bluefire, who had always been so graceful and poised, for once was feeling excited. His eyes were shining.
âThen be careful.â Linley said with a bit of a smirk. âMy fused divine power isnât much weaker than Sovereign power.â
âIâm not necessarily the one who needs to be careful.â Bluefire said with a laugh. âYou have fused divine power, but I will directly use Sovereign power.â
From their earlier exchange of blows, Linley understood that there wasnât 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 wouldnât be fun enough.
The cold wind of the Planar Battlefield howled past, rustling Linleyâs clothes. Linleyâs gaze, however, was completely focused on Bluefire in front of him. âIt has been so many years. Grandpa Doehring, Iâve finally reached the true peak of Deities. The true peak. The person in front of me is a Highgod Paragon.â His desire to battle increased to the limit, and Linley felt an irrepressible excitement.
âRumbleâŚâ The inky jade divine power in Linleyâs body began to roil about like dragons swimming in the sea.
Linleyâs gaze suddenly became fierce.
âSwoosh!â 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.
âThisâŚthisâŚâ Bebe, stunned, didnât 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.
âSo powerful.â Reisgem cleared his throat, his eyes round.
âThe power of Paragons!â Reihom held his breath as well, his gaze locked on that region. âAnd Linley. He isnât weaker than Mr. Leylin at all.â
âNo wonder Paragons treat fighting with me as a game.â Reisgem let out a soft sigh. Previously, when the four of them met Bayer, Bayer completely toyed with them; he wasnât able to fight back at all. Fortunately, Bebeâs defense was simply too monstrous, which was why they were lucky enough to survive. But if Reisgem hadnât 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.
âA battle between Paragon-level experts. Only against each other can they completely unleash their power.â Bebe sighed in amazement. âBoss, you are too strong.â
âAnd this is quite bizarre.â Bebe suddenly frowned. âThat region of space is fractured so badly, but it can still instantly repair instead of completely collapsing. How bizarre. The weird thing isâŚthe Boss and Bluefire are actually not affected by the gravitational pull of those enormous spatial tears near them at all. They didnât go into chaotic space.â
Reisgem and Reihom nodded slightly.
Normally, when experts battled, the spatial rifts wouldnât 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.
âThat must be what their Will permits.â Reisgem said in a low voice. âWhen oneâs Will is as strong as a Sovereignâs, even chaotic space poses no threats; they can roam it as they please.â After being trapped in chaotic space, only someone on the level of a Sovereign could save you. Paragons werenât 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.
âRumbleâŚâ He punched out, and 108 inky jade âdragonsâ of power emerged from Linleyâs fist, instantly covering Bluefire. A powerful gravitational force pressed down from all directions on Bluefire. This gravitational compression also contained the power of Linleyâs Will, and was exceedingly strong.
For the pre-metamorphosis Linley, this technique was effective against ordinary commanders but was childâs play for a Paragon. But nowâŚthis technique was very dangerous against even Paragons.
âSwish!â Like a bolt of lightning, a red light flashed.
Bluefireâs fist was always astonishingly fast.
âBang!â
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.
âThe battle should end here.â 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.
âBoss, haha, I am so happy.â Bebe smugly laughed loudly. âFrom today onwards, damn, who will dare to make trouble for us? They should be grateful if we donât make trouble for them. Iâve had to swallow too much crap here in the Planar Battlefield. Now, at least, weâre about to turn the tables.â It seemed as though Bebe wanted to give vent to an entire belly full of anger.
âHaha, drink.â 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 meantâŚthat amongst âDeitiesâ, there was no one capable of threatening him. As for Sovereigns? Unless absolutely necessary, Sovereigns wouldnât interfere in the battles of Deities. Whatâs moreâŚit wouldnât 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 wouldnât become Emissaries at all. They didnât want to listen to the orders of others. That was fine. Paragons were qualified to act like this!
âLinley.â Reisgem began to chortle. âHave you ever considered becoming a Sovereignâs Emissary?â
Linley was startled.
The nearby Reihom nodded in approval. âRight. 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.â
âA Sovereignâs Emissary?â Linley was rather hesitant.
Bebe nodded repeatedly. âRight. Grandpa said it as well. There are very, very few Paragons, and most of them are quite arrogant. They donât wish to become an Emissary. Paragons who become Emissaries of a Sovereign are rare; thereâs only so many to begin with, while there are 77 Sovereigns. Boss, I imagine people will be fighting over you.â
Reisgem hurriedly said enticingly, âLinley, actually, my mother is a very powerful Sovereign, and sheâs treated you quite well. She gave you that Soulstone. How about, you come be my motherâs Emissary?â
Linley was rather hesitant.
âMr. Leylin?â Linley looked towards Bluefire, awaiting Bluefireâs advice. After all, Bluefire was himself a Paragon.
âWhy be an Emissary?â Bluefire laughed calmly. âIf you refuse to be an Emissary, the Sovereigns canât 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 canât possibly accept them all. More importantlyâŚafter becoming a Paragon, whatâs the point of becoming an Emissary?â
âWe train to pursue the peak of perfection. Although by becoming an Emissary, our Sovereign will also respect us and wonât order us around or force us to kneel to them, I still feel as though being free is better.â Bluefire said calmly.
In his heart, Linley agreed with Bluefireâs way of thinking.
âA Sovereignâs Emissary isnât necessarily a servant.â Reisgem stared at Bluefire, hurriedly rebutting him. âOf course Sovereigns wonât care about ordinary Emissaries, but ParagonsâŚthey are people who possess a Will. Sovereigns will respect them and treat them as friends, rather than servants.â
Bluefire couldnât help but laugh. âReisgem, letâs talk about others. This is Linleyâs decision to make.â
âLinley, what do you think?â Reisgem turned to look at Linley.
Linley smiled. âNo rush. For now, I have no intentions of becoming a Sovereignâs Emissary. More importantlyâŚParagons have already reached the peak of fusing profound mysteries, with no further possible areas of improvement. Perhaps they might become a Sovereignâs Emissary out of boredom. But as for me, I have many things to do. After all, as far as the Laws go, I havenât 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.â